Rong Rong has a small face and beautiful facial features.

Yes‌First of all, I always wear a hairstyle that is too long, which always makes me feel cold and depressed, and not easy to get close to. Especially when my bangs are too long and cover my eyes, my temperament becomes even more depressed.

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Now it's trimmed into a short haircut, which highlights her facial features even more.

A black T-shirt makes your skin fairer.

Rong Rong's eyes were not particularly dark, but they were very bright and spiritual. The bridge of his nose was high. It was as if he had stepped out of a dark corner into the sunshine, and his temperament became brighter.

Like a small poplar standing tall in the sun.

He is full of heroic spirit and full of youthful spirit.

Rong Zheng: “Very energetic.”

Rong Rong smiled, his eyes bright, "I think so too."

Except for the fact that the summer was too hot and my children had their hair cut when they were young, Rong Zheng had not had such a short hair cut for many years.

The little kid who used to hold the edge of the toilet with his hands, covered his whole body in diapers, and insisted on putting his little hands in to play with the water, is now a full-grown teenager.

Rong Zheng put down the mobile phone in his hand and walked out from behind the desk, "Do you want to eat here for lunch?"

"No. Brother, you must be very busy, right? I will go home and make lunch for my parents, go to the hospital, and come to the company by the way. But I probably won't come up. Brother, please let me know when the time comes.

Brother Liu, go down and get it."

Brother ‌ is so busy, ‌ might as well put the food box downstairs on the counter, so that brother ‌ can seize the time to rest.

Rong Zheng frowned, "You can leave the cooking to Aunt Wu. As for me, I can eat takeout or go to the canteen, so why bother with you running around in person."

"I don't do it every day. Just for the past two days, I stopped doing it after my father was discharged from the hospital. This is a special treatment for the patient. Brother, you are doing it by the way."

In the next two days, the results of the versa registration should be out soon.

The most important essential oil of "Sleeping Beauty" is the iris root essential oil. Now we have the essential oil. Next, we just need to blend "Sleeping Beauty".

Then, you can receive the notification of the Versa Global Distinguished Perfumer Preliminary Competition.

Rong Zheng heard from his mother Ying Lan that Chairman Rong had become very picky recently.

I rarely eat half of the dishes cooked by Aunt Wu.

Afraid of being discovered, he secretly distributed the food to the patient next door. The family member of the patient next door brought fruit to Rong's father's ward to express his gratitude. That's when the incident came to light.

Even the food cooked by Rong Rong is eaten up every time.

He is like an old kid, fighting wits and courage with his wife.

If Rong Weishan was in good health, he would enjoy paintings and flowers at home, play golf and go fishing with his old friends on weekdays. Rong Zheng was willing not to let Rong Rong suffer like this every day.

The patient is the biggest at the moment.

Rong Zheng's eyes showed helplessness, "It's been hot these two days, so take sun protection and go out."

Rong Rong curled his lips and said, "Okay."

At noon, Rong Rong came to the hospital with a food box to visit Rong Weishan.

Rong Weishan and his wife Ying Lan, one sitting on the hospital bed and the other sitting beside the hospital bed, eating fruit and watching variety shows.

The two of them didn't look like they were hospitalized or escorted, but rather like they were on vacation in a hotel room.

Rong Rong walked into the ward, and the couple noticed at a glance that Xiao ‌‌ had a haircut.

In the past, the couple didn't like Rong Rong's hairstyle very much. Either the bangs on the front were too long and covered most of the eyes, or the hairstyle was too unique, and it was really not something that our generation could appreciate.

Because the children like it, we dare not mention it all the time, for fear that if we tell the children, it will annoy them.

This time, Rong Rong took the initiative to cut his hair. He looked handsome and energetic, as if he was a different person. The couple was surprised.

Apart from being surprised, what came to my head was joy.

This hairstyle is much better than the messy hairstyle I had before.

Rong Weishan's attending doctor came over to check the ward. After taking a look at it, he also felt that the short hair was very suitable for the second young man of the Rong family, and he sincerely praised it.

After the doctor and nurse left, Rong Weishan shouted, "After we leave the hospital, we have to have a haircut."

Ying Lan helped Rong Rong place the food boxes and empty bowls brought from home on the small folding dining table one by one. "Rong Rong has a small face and a handsome appearance. He is handsome and cool after having a haircut."

He has the energy of a young man and looks good.

Isn't there a saying on the Internet that size is the only criterion for testing a handsome guy. You, your looks are not good enough, so don't try to get better. When you were photographed later, I thought you had committed something, and it would affect the company later.

Stock price. Xiaozheng's company's stock price has finally stabilized in the past two days, so you'd better not cause any trouble."

"What do you mean? What do you mean? If you shave your hair, you will be a handsome guy. If I trim your hair, you will be a prisoner of labor reform?"

But Rong's father was so angry, "Am I not handsome? If I were not handsome, how could the two brothers Rongrong and Xiaozheng stand out in a competition?"

Ying Lan served the rice to her father and the two of them, "Fortunately, the two children can live up to their own expectations."

The translation of this saying is, don't put gold on your old face.

Chairman Rong can't talk to his wife, and he can't lose his temper at his wife.

So angry.

At noon, he was so angry that he finished two large bowls of rice.

After dinner, Mrs. Rong put away the small table on the hospital bed.

Rong Weishan neatly took the small table from his wife and put it aside.

Rong Rong was not surprised at all.

Growing up, my father’s desire for survival never failed me.

Rong Rong smiled and went into the bathroom to wash the food box and bowl.

Ying Lan turned her head away from Xiao ‌‌ and guessed that Xiao ‌‌ had gone to wash the dishes.

Yesterday, Rong Rong also made lunch, brought dinner, and washed the dishes.

Ying Lan quickly went to the bathroom. She reached out and snatched the bowl from Rong Rong's hand, "Just leave it there for mom to wash. You can go rest, watch TV, eat fruit, whatever."

Rong Rong took the bowl back from Ying Lan's hand, "No need. How many bowls are there? I'm..."

Rong Rong almost blurted out that when his predecessor worked in a restaurant, he washed many more dishes than now.

The dinner plate is big and heavy.

Often at the end of the day, my arm hurts so much that I can't even lift it.

Ying Lan was distracted by Rong Rong's words, her eyes showed confusion, "What?"

Rong Rong smiled and shook his head, "What?"

After washing the bowls in his hands, he drained the water skillfully and put them aside. "Anyway, there are only a few bowls. I'll do it. Dad, it's time for a lunch break. Dad has a lunch break, and so do you."

Go back and have a good sleep. Apply a facial mask, or go to a beauty salon for a sap or something. Come here. If you are too tired, just stay at home and rest.

Anyway, I’m here, so you don’t have to worry too much.”

Ying Lan was happy that her little one had grown up, but at the same time, she felt an indescribable sadness for some reason.

Obviously she had seen Rongrong grow up since she was a child, and she had never left her side. However, she always felt that the child had suffered a lot in a place that she didn't know about, and without her knowledge.

"Mom, what is...what's wrong with you?"

Rong Rong washed another bowl, turned his head, looked at Ying Lan's red eyes, and was startled.

‌ He raised his hand to wipe away his mother's tears. He remembered that he still had detergent foam in his hand, so he quickly rinsed the foam in his hand with water.

Ying Lan touched her fluffy hair and felt the slight tingling sensation on her palms.

When Rongrong was a child, her hair was dark, thick and soft.

In the blink of an eye, it became so big.

Ying Lan blinked away the moisture from her eyes, "‌What, Mom just... feels like my hair has grown up."

Rong Rong breathed a long sigh of relief, "You scared me."

Next, Rong Rong asked his mother to touch the bowl.

‌ "rushed" Ying Lan to the sofa, stuffed the remote control into her hand, and told her to just watch TV.

"Longrong, come here."

Rong Rong finished washing the dishes and walked out of the bathroom. Hearing Ying Lan call, he sat over and asked, "What's the matter, Mom?"

Ying Lan looked at the two circles of blue under Rong Rong's eyes and felt very painful, "How can I rest after these two days? Thank you for your hard work."

Rong Rong curled his lips, "It's not hard work. It's just cooking and delivering meals."

Ying Lan felt a throbbing pain in her chest, and that inexplicable pain came again.

Ying Lan took Rong Rong's hand and said, "Your dad has taken medicine and it's time for him to take a nap. While your dad is sleeping, I'll ask the driver to take you back first. Go back and have a good sleep.

Get some sleep. Come over tomorrow. I'll accompany your dad here."
To be continued...