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    Yang Xiucheng looked up, showing a hint of surprise.

    "Young master Liu, you're fine!"

    The male guest smiled and shook hands with Yang Xiucheng.

    Feng Shizhen walked past them.

    The male guest opposite Rong Dingkun saw her first and said to Rong Dingkun, "Is that beauty the boss Rong's new love?"

    When Rong Dingkun saw it was Feng Shizhen, his heart suddenly sank.  After seeing Meng Xu'an again, he instinctively felt uncomfortable when he looked at Feng Shizhen, who was somewhat similar to Meng Qingzhi.

    ¡° Men like Rong Dingkun, who have fought hard in the world, have an extremely sensitive intuition.  If it weren't for his son's liking, he would have fired her again tomorrow.

    "That's just a tutor." Rong Dingkun said lightly and asked Feng Shizhen, "What's the matter?"

    "Master, this is Miss Yu." Feng Shizhen said with a low eyebrow, "She is not feeling well and wants to find someone to take her home."

    Rong Dingkun¡¯s expression brightened slightly.

    "Really? Her family seems to have gone back first. I'll go see her."

    Yu Zhihui was lying on the sofa in a daze, almost asleep.  Rong Dingkun opened the door and came in. He was startled when he saw this picture of a girl in a white dress, Haitang, sleeping in spring.

    "What happened?" Rong Dingkun scolded, "Why is she so drunk?"

    "Uncle, don't be angry." Yu Zhihui sat up with difficulty, "I was drunk myself, I don't blame Miss Feng."

    Rong Dingkun coughed and said seriously: "What are girls doing drinking so much? It's really worrying."

    Yu Zhihui lowered her head guiltily, with water shining in the corners of her eyes.

    "Miss Yu felt uncomfortable, so she drank a little more. Master, don't blame her." Feng Shizhen came out to smooth things over, "I'm going to the kitchen to ask for some sobering tea."

    Rong Dingkun waved her away casually.

    Feng Shizhen thoughtfully closed the door, and then the sound of crying came out through the door panel.  ,

    In the room, Yu Zhihui was crying sadly.

    "Uncle, why is Xiucheng so cruel? Am I not good enough?"

    Rong Dingkun was not interested in this kind of love between children, but the beautiful girl was crying pitifully, and he had no choice but to comfort her.

    "Xiucheng is still young, uncertain, and doesn't know how to cherish you." He sat next to Yu Zhihui and patted her back, "Stop crying, your eyes will be swollen from crying, and your aunt will have to worry again."

    "Why are young men so unreliable?" Yu Zhihui looked up at him and asked with a smile, "Why can't they be as mature and steady as my uncle?"

    Rong Dingkun loved the feeling of being worshiped by an innocent girl the most. Yu Zhihui¡¯s words were like a glass of warm wine, warming up his internal organs.

    He couldn't help but smile and said: "Maybe my uncle has lived a few more years and has seen more things than them."

    "They don't understand me." Yu Zhihui sobbed aggrievedly, the tip of her nose was red, and she was very lovable.

    "Uncle understands you." Rong Dingkun's hand seemed to have its own consciousness, resting uncontrollably on Yu Zhihui's thin shoulder.

    "Zhihui, if you have anything on your mind, you can tell your uncle."

    Yu Zhihui snuggled into Rong Dingkun's arms, trembling slightly like an injured kitten.

    "My uncle is so kind. As long as you are here, I have nothing to fear."

    Rong Dingkun smiled happily, "Xiucheng doesn't want you because he is unlucky. Zhihui, don't worry. My uncle will not leave you alone."

    "Uncle!" Yu Zhihui looked up at Rong Dingkun with admiration and gratitude, his eyes filled with water.

    Rong Dingkun is not only rich, but also good-looking and well-maintained. He is a handsome, upright, and personable middle-aged man.  Such a man is extremely attractive to women.

    Yu Zhihui couldn't help but sigh sincerely: "It would be great if Xiu Cheng looked like you."

    Rong Dingkun looked at the girl's smooth and delicate face, and couldn't help but think of Meng Qingzhi.

    When Qingzhi fell in love with him, she was at the same age as Yu Zhihui. She also liked to wear a white dress, as pure as a gardenia with dew.  She loves to look up at herself with such eyes, treating herself as a god.  For a person of his background to be loved by such a lady from a scholarly family, it is simply a blessing from God!

    That was the day Rong Dingkun missed the most, and he always wanted to relive it.  How could he think that bitch Sun Shaoqing looked like Qingzhi?  Obviously the girl in front of me has the charm of Qingzhi!

    "Zhihui" Rong Dingkun murmured, "You look good"??Push Rong Dingkun away.

    Rong Dingkun was caught off guard and fell onto the carpet.  He became angry and shouted at the person at the door: "What are you doing? Get out!"

    At this point, Rong Jiashang couldn¡¯t tell that his stepmother was here to catch someone cheating, so he was blind.  He felt disgusted and turned away.

    Mrs. Rong said loudly: "Master, you are too impatient. Miss Feng's brother is still here. If he finds out, how will this matter end?"

    Rong Jiashang stopped abruptly and turned his head to look over in disbelief.

    "What are you crazy about?" Rong Dingkun cursed, "Why are you bringing so many people here? Get out of here!"

    "Master, don't worry." Mrs. Rong asked the aunt to turn on the headlights, blocked the door and sneered, "Miss Sun is gone, I know you are lonely. Miss Feng is knowledgeable and courteous, and I am also"

    The chandelier lit up with a snap, illuminating the room.  Rong Dingkun, who was disheveled, and Yu Zhihui, who was huddled on the sofa, could be seen clearly.  Mrs. Rong's tongue seemed to have been taken away by a cat. Her mouth was open and she could only gasp for breath. Her face gradually turned the color of pig liver.

    ¡°The tutor she promised turned out to be her niece, which Mrs. Rong couldn¡¯t figure out even if she racked her brains.

    Rong Jiashang burst into laughter, indescribably mocking.  He immediately turned and left.

    There was a fire in his father's inner house, and as a son, he should avoid suspicion.

    Mrs. Rong pushed away the aunt who was trying to stop her, and pounced on Rong Dingkun like an angry lion. She reached out and slapped him twice, causing Rong Dingkun to stagger back.

    "You damn beast! This is your niece, and you won't let her go! You damn beast!"

    Rong Dingkun quickly calmed down after the initial panic, grabbed Mrs. Rong's sharp claws, and said coldly: "I never force a woman!"

    Mrs. Rong was stunned for a moment, thinking that this was indeed the case.  So she turned towards Yu Zhihui, grabbed her hair and dragged her off the sofa.

    "You heartless little hoof! I fed you, gave you food and clothing, and paid off your family's debts. Is this how you repay me?" Mrs. Rong slapped Yu Zhihui several times in the face, making her cheeks turn red. "  You are so in need of men that you even want to seduce your uncle? Why are you so mean?" #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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