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    "Her home was one of the businesses that was burned down on Wenchunli East Street. The store, warehouse, and upstairs residence were all burned down." Yang Xiucheng whispered to Rong Dingkun, "She did not hide her origins.  . My investigation is very clear. All her background is in the report. Cousin, what do you think is wrong? "

    "It's hard to say." Rong Dingkun held up a civilized stick and walked slowly in the courtyard. "Is it really such a coincidence that the people from Wen Chunli entered the Rong family by mistake? But if he had a purpose,  Shouldn't we hide our origins? This woman is a bit unclear."

    Yang Xiucheng followed Rong Dingkun step by step: "Feng is very good at life, and all the servants at home like her. I think Fang Lin and Fang Hua also like her, and even Jiashang can listen to a few words from her."

    "It's really not easy to make Jiashang obedient." Rong Dingkun pondered, "What do you think of her? Does she seem to be here with bad intentions?"

    Yang Xiucheng thought: "We need more contacts before we can define it. But if my cousin is not at ease, just resign. It's not easy to hire a rich and famous teacher, so why take the risk?"

    "No." Rong Dingkun shook his head, "If she really came with bad intentions, as a little girl, if she has the ability to enter the Rong family, there must be someone behind it. If she is not left behind, how can we find out the instigator?  ?¡±

    Yang Xiucheng knew that Rong Dingkun was suspicious, so he guessed what he would say: "Then let me continue to keep an eye on her. If there is any movement, I can catch it immediately."

    Rong Dingkun nodded.

    They are celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival in an old house in the countryside.  Silver light fell on the ground, women played mahjong in the house, and children lit lanterns and played in the courtyard.  At night in the countryside, the air is cool and there is a tranquility that is not found in Shanghai.

    Rong¡¯s family is small, and all his immediate relatives died in an epidemic that swept the area in the early years.  After Rong Dingkun became rich, he reorganized the sacrificial field next to his ancestral graves and built an ancestral hall. After that, he would return to his hometown to worship every year and festival.

    It is said that although Rong Dingkun wears a suit, lives in a foreign-style building, and sends his children to foreign missionary schools, he is still a traditional Chinese at heart.

    The Huang clan of the Yue family, like all noble clans, could not afford to lose after the fall of the Qing Dynasty.

    In the early years, Rong Dingkun needed manpower when he was conquering the country, so he hired many Huang family disciples.  These brothers-in-law then took over many important positions in the business firm. Each of them regarded themselves as a hero and elder, and did not listen to Rong Dingkun's command.  Rong Dingkun regarded them as thorns in his eyes and thorns in his flesh, and plucked them out one by one. In two years, most of them had been eliminated.

    But because of this, the relationship between Rong Dingkun and the Huang family gradually deteriorated.  His father-in-law scolded him for crossing the river and burning bridges, being ungrateful, and never wanted to see him during the New Year.  Yang Xiucheng's mother's surname is Huang, and she and Mrs. Rong are half-sisters and have a very good relationship.

    In this game between Rong Dingkun and the Huang family, although Yang Xiucheng played a certain role in balancing the situation, it became increasingly embarrassing.

    "That's right." Rong Dingkun asked, "Is the matter between you and Zhihui settled?"

    Yang Xiucheng smiled bitterly and said, "Not yet. Her family doesn't like me very much, and she herself wants to talk about marriage after finishing college."

    "The Yu family is just a vine that is fostered on the tree of the Huang family." Rong Dingkun sneered, "Why, do you think you can't take care of the Huang family enough if you work with me?"

    Yang Xiucheng sneered: "The main reason is that they dislike me because I have no future. The Yu brothers wanted to open a company and asked me to join them. But I refused."

    "The men of the Yu family, young and old, are all useless, what can they do?" Rong Dingkun said, "You are also infatuated. So many girls like you, but you only like Zhihui."

    Yang Xiucheng said: "After all, the marriage between me and her was decided when my mother was still alive. Besides, Zhihui and I still have something in common and are close friends."

    "A close friend" Rong Dingkun's eyes dimmed, and a face from a long time ago appeared in front of him again, making him shudder.

    He remembered why Feng Shizhen had frightened him.

    She looks a bit like that man.  Not the facial features, nor the body shape, but an indescribable temperament.

    But there is no way she has anything to do with that person!

    Will there be one?

    He had obviously already

    "Uncle," Yang Xiucheng interrupted Rong Dingkun's meditation, "my surname is Yang, not Huang. When I call you uncle, I regard you as a teacher or even a father in my heart. I only follow your lead and am willing to make sacrifices.  I will risk my life to follow you and serve you!"

    Rong Dingkun turned around, looked at him deeply, and patted his shoulder.

    "Xiucheng, you are a child with ideas and abilities. I have always been the most optimistic about you and have brought you by my side to train you over the years."As I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a noise coming from outside.  It seemed that someone was back, and the footsteps were coming this way.

    She quickly tore up the note, put it in her pocket, and walked toward the door.  And the sound of footsteps approaching from far away, accompanied by conversations and laughter, was coming towards the door.

    Feng Shizhen paused, locked the study door, and walked quickly to the window.

    The windows are also locked!

    Feng Shizhen touched the tools in his pocket and heard the sound already outside the door.  Rong Jiashang whispered something, and Yang Xiucheng replied: "I have to leave after I get the documents. You guys have a good time."

    It¡¯s too late to unlock the window now!

    Hiding under the desk?

    The baffle of the desk is very high and cannot cover my body.

    Feng Shizhen felt cold sweat emerging from his pores.

    Yang Xiucheng was looking for the key, and there was a clattering sound.

    At this moment, Feng Shizhen¡¯s eyes fell on the floor.

    Under the bookcase on the side wall of the large study room, the wooden floor has been dragged out with a faint arc mark.  Feng Shizhen walked over quickly and groped around with his fingers on the bookcase.

    On the door, there was the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole.  Feng Shizhen also touched an unusual relief on the bookcase.  She pressed it without hesitation.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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