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    The next day, the sky cleared after the rain, and the gauzy morning light fell on the exquisite house and courtyard of the Rong family.

    During breakfast, Mother Li came over and said, "Ms. Feng has caught a cold and said there will be no class today. Let the young master and the ladies read their books by themselves."

    Rong Jia paused for a moment while pouring the coffee.

    Rong Dingkun asked: "Are you seriously ill? Do you need to ask a doctor to take a look?"

    Li¡¯s mother said: ¡°I have a low-grade fever, and I¡¯ve taken western medicine, but I¡¯m just not in good spirits.¡±

    Rong Dingkun said to Mrs. Rong: "Then you should keep a closer eye."

    "Don't worry, sir. I will definitely take good care of Miss Feng." Mrs. Rong felt a little sad, but looking at the second aunt's blue face, she became faintly happy again.

    Unexpectedly, Rong Dingkun then said: "There is a flu epidemic outside recently. If it is serious, people will die. If Miss Feng's situation is not right, we cannot keep her at home."

    The Rong sisters were stunned, not expecting their father to be so cold.

    The second aunt chuckled and said, "Master has thought carefully. I can't let the illness harm the young master in my belly."

    Mrs. Rong smiled coldly: "Aunt Sun is very rich. I see that you have been staying in the house recently and rarely walked around. Otherwise, if you get sick, it will not be good for the child."

    Just as the second concubine was about to retaliate, Rong Jiashang knocked the coffee cup heavily on the saucer, scaring her so much that she shut her mouth.

    "I still have some homework to finish, so I'm going upstairs first." Rong Jiashang stood up and said goodbye.

    Rong Dingkun looked at his son's upright back, showed some approval, and said: "The boss has been really diligent recently. It seems that he hired the right tutor."

    Mrs. Rong said proudly: "I found it after a lot of choices. What's wrong with it? Even your sister has been reading with Miss Feng recently. She is studying English literature. When it comes to knowledge, Miss Feng is definitely better than Aunt Sun.  ¡±

    The second aunt said angrily: "It's not a test for academic certificates, what is the level of knowledge? Miss Feng is so knowledgeable, how can our family keep her? With her talent and appearance, she is not allowed to get to know someone through our family.  A young and talented woman who wants to marry into a high family and become a wife."

    "That's right." Mrs. Rong sneered, "I think she also looks like the first wife."

    The second concubine, whose sisters were both concubines, accidentally fell into a hole she had dug and was disgraced.  Rong Dingkun, however, was impatient to watch his wives and concubines fight. He finished his breakfast hastily and went back to the west hall to change clothes and prepare to go to the company.

    Sun Shaoqing was sitting on the windowsill holding a book, concentrating on it.  The morning sunshine after the rain shone on her beautiful face. Rong Dingkun felt affection for her. He walked over and touched her face and asked, "What book are you reading?"

    Sun Shaoqing didn¡¯t pay much attention to him and said calmly: ¡°Miss Feng recommended to me an autobiographical novel by a French author.¡±

    Rong Dingkun was thoughtful and asked, "What do you usually talk about?"

    "Let's talk about Western literature." Sun Shaoqing said, "Miss Feng is so knowledgeable. It's a bit unfair to teach at home."

    "Apart from talking about books, you didn't talk about anything else?" Rong Dingkun asked, "Has she asked about anything at home?"

    Sun Shaoqing glanced at Rong Dingkun suspiciously and said, "What's there to talk about at home? Miss Feng is different from the women you usually see, sir. She only has mathematics and poetry in her mind, but she is so refined. She brings  She led me to read English literature and taught me a lot. She was knowledgeable, kind, and made people feel warm, just like the sun."

    Rong Dingkun is very disdainful of this kind of girlish worship and the arguments of young literary people.  He likes educated girls, but what he likes is their gentle conversation and elegant style, which makes them look good when taken out.  But he never cared about their thoughts and hobbies.

    "Master," Sun Shaoqing was worried and emphasized, "Miss Feng is a clean person, don't play tricks on her!"

    "Hey, are you jealous?" Rong Dingkun laughed: "Don't worry, the one I love most is not you, who else could it be?"

    After saying that, he hugged Sun Shaoqing and kissed him before going out.

    Fortunately, Feng Shizhen just caught a common cold, so he didn't have to be kicked out of the Rong family.

    She rested for two days and stayed quietly in the house, usually not even leaving the door.  But Rong Jiashang never came to see her, or even greeted her through the old lady. He was so cold that he seemed to have forgotten that there was such a person at home.

    But early in the morning, before Mother Li came to deliver the meal, Feng Shizhen heard a gentle knock on the door.  There was no one around outside the door, but a bunch of freshly picked magnolias hung on the doorknob, still stained with dew.??In the wind and rain, it added a charming atmosphere to this dull and monotonous afternoon.

    "Are you ready?" Feng Shizhen and Sun Shaoqing stood in the octagonal pavilion, looking side by side at the desolate autumn scenery outside. "When you leave here, what will greet you outside is likely to be a violent storm."

    "I'm ready." Sun Shaoqing's eyes were firm, "Give me freedom or give up my life!"

    "Don't die." Feng Shizhen held her hand and said softly, "Live, Shaoqing. Only by living can there be hope and a turning point."

    With tears in his eyes, Sun Shaoqing hugged Feng Shizhen's arm and rested his head on her shoulder, reluctant to leave.

    "Sister Shizhen, you took such a big risk for me. After I leave, I'm afraid your family will embarrass you."

    Feng Shizhen said: "They have no evidence and can't do anything to me. Don't worry about me. Remember, once you walk out of that door, don't look back. Only by not looking back can you really escape!"

    Sun Shaoqing had firm eyes and nodded vigorously.

    Rong Jiashang was tying his tie in front of the full-length mirror.  As if sensing something, he turned his head and glanced downstairs, and then sneered softly.

    Wu Yunchi was playing with a nunchuck in his room. He took a curious look at it and suddenly burst out laughing in surprise.

    "Isn't this your female teacher? Is this the song "Lianxiang companion"?" Wu Yunchi suddenly realized, "By the way, what is your situation with her now? Have you got it?"

    Rong Jiashang rolled his eyes and said, "You can't think of anything else in your mind?"

    "Ever since this female gentleman came to your home, you haven't lived normally for two days." Wu Yunchi sneered, "It seems that you have completely let go of the one in Chongqing? Have you contacted me since?"

    Rong Jiashang said indifferently: "I went to the telegram and found out that she also moved away not long after I left. She didn't even contact me, and she obviously wanted to get a clean break."

    "It's a pity for both of you." Wu Yunchi sighed, "With her appearance and talent, if she had a better background, you might be able to become her. After all, it's childhood sweethearts."

    Rong Jiashang remained silent and did not answer.

    "What about Miss Feng?" Wu Yunchi became interested again, "You are really not interested in her, how could you let her know your true abilities?"

    "Am I not following her to make up lessons?" Rong Jiashang couldn't help but laugh, "You are messing around with your own tutor, and you are afraid that my stepmother will not be able to find an excuse to find fault with me?"

    "You just worry too much. If I were you, I wouldn't care. If you are interested, get it first." Wu Yunchi put his arm around Rong Jiashang's shoulders, "It's just for fun. People like us, there are  What can't you afford to do? All you want to do in life is to have fun."

    "Not interested." Rong Jiashang waved away Wu Yunchi's hand, "Besides, even if I can afford it, she can't afford it, so why bother? I'm not my father. I want to kill anyone I see.  Come over."

    Wu Yunchi shook his head and smiled: "Why do you worry about those women? They are just here for us to be romantic and rich, so naturally they know there are risks."

    "But Feng Shizhen is not that kind of woman." Rong Jiashang said.

    "Hey, I've already called him by name." Wu Yunchi leaned over and stared at him, "It's really interesting."

    "Go away." Rong Jiashang picked up a date and threw it at Wu Yunchi, "Didn't you say you were going to dance at your best friend's place? Let's go!"

    The two of them walked out the door laughing.  Rong Jiashang dismissed the driver and drove himself.  After leaving the gate of Rong Mansion, he passed the car of Rong Dingkun who had just returned home.

    Rong Jiashang glanced through the car window and saw his father sitting in the back seat with a solemn face and a tired look, deep in thought, but did not see his son's car.  Rong Jiashang didn't bother to say hello, so he stepped on the accelerator and ran away.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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