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    Rong Jiashang was tall and long-legged, and he strode proudly, and Feng Shizhen was dragged along by him in embarrassment.  The young man's palm was unexpectedly rough, and his palm was hot, and he could not resist clasping Feng Shizhen's slender wrist.

    The corridor is long and dark, with a bright door at the end. The sound of rapid and messy footsteps echoes in the narrow corridor.  Feng Shizhen was pulled away by Rong Jiashang in a daze, walking through the darkness and suddenly breaking into a bright world.

    The scorching sun at almost noon is shining on people¡¯s faces, bringing a slightly scalding temperature.  Feng Shizhen squinted his eyes in discomfort, feeling a chill on his wrist and losing his shackles.

    "Mr. Feng," Rong Jiashang mocked unceremoniously, "you are so knowledgeable, you must know how to write the word 'nosy'?"

    Feng Shizhen lowered his head and adjusted his sleeves, and said, "The young master is a little too rude to his wife. Even if she is dissatisfied, she should not be able to stand down in front of me, an outsider."

    Rong Jiashang's face was full of sarcasm: "Mr. Feng still knows that he is an outsider. When he interrupted in the study just now, he was as cordial as a family member."

    Feng Shizhen looked at him calmly: "The young master is a man, but the wife is a woman after all. Even if you win, you still lose and you still suffer."

    Rong Jiashang sneered: "If I suffer a loss, what does it have to do with you? You are just a little tutor."

    Feng Shizhen said slowly: "Once a teacher, always a father. I am only a few years older than the eldest master, so I can be an eldest sister with a shy face. If a student makes mistakes, the master should control and teach him; if the younger brother is in trouble, the older sister should also do the same.  Stand up and defend me. The young master may not like it, but I have to fulfill my duties."

    Rong Jiashang was stunned, a complex look passed through his eyes like a startled dragon, leaving behind a chaotic wave, and he regained his composure after a moment.

    "Thank you sir for your kindness. Sir, please take care of yourself first. The Rong family is not a pool of muddy water that people like you can get through."

    Feng Shizhen smiled gently and said nothing.

    After receiving the money, the two returned to the living room.  The two Miss Rongs had changed into fashionable dresses, and one of them was carrying a delicate handbag. They were as modern as the fashion girls in "Good Friends Illustrated".

    "There is no need to call the car dealer to ask for a taxi." Rong Fanglin said, "I just called Brother Xiucheng and asked him to drive us."

    Rong Jiashang was noncommittal, sitting on the sofa and flipping through a copy of the "Declaration".

    Rong Fanghua walked to Feng Shizhen and asked curiously: "I saw your husband boxing this morning. Who did you learn from?"

    Feng Shizhen said with a smile: "I was in poor health when I was a child, so my father asked me to learn Tai Chi from an elder in order to strengthen my body. In fact, it was all empty airs, which made the second lady laugh."

    Rong Fanghua said enviously: "You are really good at playing. Can you teach me?"

    Feng Shizhen smiled and said, "Don't ladies should learn to dance?"

    "Can you dance, sir?" Rong Fanghua's eyes brightened.

    Feng Shizhen was stunned, and subconsciously glanced in the direction of Rong Jiashang, meeting Rong Jiashang's eyes peeking from behind the newspaper.

    The gazes of the two people were like two wires colliding in the air, igniting a cluster of sparks, electric current running through both ends, and then they separated hastily.

    There was the sound of a car outside.  Rong Jiashang put away the newspaper, stood up and walked out.

    Rong Fanglin was one step ahead of him, and flew out happily like a bird, calling enthusiastically: "Brother Xiucheng"

    Her tone dropped and her expression froze.

    There was a Ford car parked outside the door. Yang Xiucheng was sitting in the driver's seat, but there was also a young girl wearing a snow-green shirt and skirt sitting in the passenger seat.

    "Cousin Hui." Rong Fanghua called softly.

    The girl rolled down the window and smiled at them, her face bright.

    "Fang Lin, Fang Hua. This is Jiashang's cousin, he's an adult now. Do you still remember me?"

    Rong Jiashang nodded politely: "You are cousin Zhihui from the Yu family. Long time no see."

    "I didn't know that Cousin Hui was here too." After all, Rong Fanglin was Rong Jiashang's biological sister, and their expressions when they were smiling but not smiling seemed to be printed from the same mold.

    Yang Xiucheng got out of the car and said, "We just had an appointment for lunch. When she came to my office, I received your call and asked her to come together. We haven't gotten together since Jiashang came back from Chongqing."

    Rong Fanglin forced a smile and said: "What can we do? There are four of us here, and we can't fit in one car."

    Feng Shizhen immediately said: "Don't count me in. I can go another day."

    &nbI read a book and chatted with her about school.  Yang Xiucheng couldn't get a word in, so he simply got up and went outside to smoke.  Rong Jiashang also continued to read the newspaper.  Only Rong Fanglin leaned against the window admiring herself.

    When Wu Yunchi drove to pick him up, Yu Zhihui took Feng Shizhen's arm affectionately: "Sister, are you in the same car with us?"

    Rong Fanglin looked at Feng Shizhen, showing anger at being betrayed by his colleagues, and then angrily dragged Rong Fanghua straight into Wu Yunchi's car.

    Rong Jiashang watched Feng Shizhen and Yang Xiucheng walk out talking and laughing, leaving behind the crumpled newspaper, and got into the back seat of Wu Yunchi's car.

    "Rong Jiashang, what are you doing?" Wu Yunchi shouted, "Do you think I am your driver?"

    Rong Fanghua hurriedly changed to the passenger seat: "I'm accompanying brother Yunchi."

    Wu Yunchi's face turned from gloomy to clear, he whistled and started the car.  The American Dodge he drove passed Yang Xiucheng's Ford and rushed out of the gate of Rong Mansion first.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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