Chapter 1292

"So suddenly?" I am very reluctant to give up the peace, which means that I will not see my son for a long time.

"Urgent task." The young marshal was reluctant to give up. He hugged them in turn, and then turned and left.

He walked in a hurry. A military helicopter had landed at the gate of Rong residence, waiting for him.

Jiang Peihua sighed and couldn't look back for a long time: "I just said I was going to get engaged, so I was called back. I don't know when I can come back next time."

Luo Anning frowned and remembered Xiaobai's fierce reaction just now. She seemed to resist the marriage with Xiaoshuai.

"Mom, don't mention the engagement for the time being. I don't think Xiaobai's child is ready yet. When Xiaoshuai comes back, let them talk about running in by themselves."

Jiang Peihua nodded, "OK, don't mention it, don't mention it."

……

The Young Marshal left, and the oppression was still there. Xiaobai looked at the ceiling blankly.

The young commander has returned to the army. Shouldn't the engagement be mentioned again?

She dared not even think about getting engaged to the Young Marshal. It was a luxury dream out of reach.

"Knock knock -"

The servant knocked at the door: "Xiaobai, the old lady asked me to bring breakfast."

Xiaobai quickly got up and came to the door. Just about to open the door, he withdrew his hand, wiped his face a few times, dried his tears, and then opened the door.

"Xiaobai, are you okay?" The servant came in with breakfast. Xiaobai hurried out of the way: "I'm fine."

While putting breakfast on the coffee table, the servant said, "the old lady and rongshao, the young grandmother are worried about you. You're fine. You haven't had breakfast yet. Eat some first. I'll clean up after eating."

Xiaobai shook his head: "no, I can take it down after eating."

Seeing her absent-minded appearance, the servant didn't say much, took the tray and left.

Sitting on the sofa and eating breakfast, Xiaobai was suddenly stuffy and closed her eyes. She remembered the suffocating silence at the table when the Young Marshal said he was going to be engaged.

Don't think about it, Yun Xiaobai. That's not what you should expect!

She suddenly grabbed her hair, fell on the sofa, lay down for a while, cleaned up her mood, hid her mood, changed her business suit and was ready to go to the company.

Downstairs, Rong Shao also had a good breakfast. He was sitting on the sofa looking at the financial magazine. It seemed that he was waiting for her.

Xiaobai took the tableware to the kitchen, washed it, dried his hands, came out and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Rong, haven't you gone to the company yet?"

"Yes." Closing the magazine, Rong Shao stood up and said, "let's go."

"Oh..." Xiaobai wanted to delay time and went to the company by herself. Unexpectedly, uncle Rong was waiting for her.

Suddenly, the pressure in my heart was even greater.

Sitting in the car, Xiaobai will find words on weekdays. She doesn't feel nervous and cramped. Today, she doesn't know why. Maybe it's because the Young Marshal made that move, which she couldn't say in her heart.

"Xiaobai." Rong Shao spoke slowly.

Xiaobai sat upright and stretched out, subconsciously reacting: "yes, I am."

"Ha ha." Rong Shao smiled and glanced at her. "Don't be nervous."

Xiaobai bit her lip slightly. She also wanted to be nervous, but... Can she not be nervous?

When she was extremely nervous, the one that should come came.

Rong Shao opened his mouth carelessly, and seemed to deliberately wait for her answer: "what do you think of what Xiaoshuai said?"

"Young Marshal... Young Marshal, he's joking. Don't take it seriously, uncle Rong." At this time, Xiaobai clenched her fingers tightly and closed her eyes.

Rong Shao patted her on the shoulder and soothed her voice: "don't be nervous. Tell me what you think."