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    The sky in Shanghai is always leaden gray, with low clouds hanging over people¡¯s heads.  Scattered raindrops scattered across the sky and earth with the west wind, leaving a thin streak of water on the car window.  The lush Rong family mansion looks increasingly gloomy and depressing under such a sky, like a prison with its door open to welcome the return of wanderers who have nowhere to go.

    "The eldest young master is back?" Mrs. Rong stood on the stairs to greet her stepson and greeted her step-son coldly. "Your father has been talking about you since he woke up. He lives in the west hall now. You go and invite him first.  Let¡¯s settle down.¡±

    It was a cloudy day and the lights were not turned on, making the house look even more gloomy.  Mrs. Ke Rong's face was rosy and her dress was as bright as a light bulb. She did not look like a miserable wife whose husband was seriously injured and paralyzed in bed.

    Rong Jiashang nodded indifferently to his stepmother and walked towards the west hall.

    Rong Jiashang is now very familiar with personnel affairs.  Women don't just look so radiant for no reason.  Presumably, during the more than half a month when Rong Dingkun was in coma and Rong Jia went to Peking, someone nourished Mrs. Rong very well and helped her get rid of the haggard image of a resentful woman in the past.

    Thinking of this, Rong Jiashang became even more curious about his father's current condition.

    As soon as they walked into the door of the west hall, they heard a loud shout from upstairs, and the crisp sound of plates and dishes being knocked over resounded throughout the whole building.

    "Do you want to kill me?" Rong Dingkun was roaring, "Don't think that if I can't move now, I am not the head of the Rong family!"

    The old woman ran away from the bedroom crawling on the ground as if she were fleeing for safety.  Rong Dingkun cursed incessantly, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, just like the howling of a night owl.

    Rong Fanglin¡¯s tired and helpless voice sounded: ¡°Dad, please calm down, the doctor told you not to get angry.¡±

    "Then what do you want from me?" Rong Dingkun roared, "If you don't want to serve me, get out!"

    "Dad"

    "roll¡ª¡ª"

    Rong Fanglin walked out in embarrassment and saw his brother standing downstairs dusty.  The eyes of the brother and sister met, and the brother's gentle and soothing gaze penetrated the girl's heart.  All kinds of grievances came to her heart, and Rong Fanglin's eyes suddenly turned red.

    "Brother." Rong Fanglin called out, choking.

    Rong Jiashang walked up and touched her head: "It's okay. I'm back. Where are the others?"

    Rong Fanglin wiped her tears and said: "Fang Hua was not in good spirits and didn't dare to let her come over. Mom didn't want to come, and dad hated Aunt Sun, so Aunt Wang and I took turns to serve him. IDad woke up  Later, his temperament changed drastically. Brother, you have to be careful."

    He is old.  This was Rong Jiashang's first thought when he saw his father waking up after being seriously injured.

    Rong Dingkun was sitting on the big bed, his whole body was as dry and haggard as a dried orange.  His skin was dull and hung loosely on his face, and every wrinkle appeared particularly profound under the light and shadow.  The formerly tall and straight body had shrunk a lot, with a stooped back, sunken eyes, and two nasolabial folds that looked so mean and cold.  He stared at the returning eldest son with eerie eyes, like a spider waiting for its prey to fall into its web.

    Rong Jiashang felt very uncomfortable, so he stopped three or four steps away from the bed and did not move forward.

    Rong Dingkun stared at his son standing a few steps away with a sinister look.  The young man is handsome and tall, with a figure as tall as a pine tree and exuding vigorous and burning vitality.  He is full of fresh vitality, like a sun trying to break through the clouds and shine on the earth.  Rong Dingkun shrank even more under his son's light, like a creature that cannot see the light.

    "You still know how to come back?" Rong Dingkun's voice was hoarse and rough, full of resentment, "What? That woman is actually willing to let you go?"

    Rong Jiashang looked at his father calmly and said, "Shizhen and I are over."

    Rong Dingkun sneered: "A worthless thing. A fool who only knows how to be led by a woman! You actually broke off the engagement with the Du family so easily? Now the whole of Shanghai is laughing at us, the Rong family, for being weak-footed shrimps.  I¡¯m a cuckold and I don¡¯t know how to fight back.¡±

    Rong Jiashang said indifferently: "This is my marriage, and I have my own way of handling it."

    "This is the Rong family's wedding! You are just an errand boy in this marriage! What qualifications do you have to make the decision on your own?" Rong Dingkun roared, his whole face turned red, "You have simply saved dozens of dollars from your father and me.  Your old face has been completely shamed! Meng Xu'an has already been killed in front of you, but you only know how to avoid it. Is it the woman named Feng who made you so cowardly? The Rong family has raised so many killers, and there is no need for it at this time.  How long do you have to wait?¡±

    "This is a bit difficult to handle." Rong Jiashang raised a sarcastic smile on his lips, "One of them is me."?Industry is.  "

    Rong Dingkun made a purring sound in his throat, as if he wanted to say something.  However, under the influence of the medicine, his eyelids became heavier and finally closed.

    Rong Jiashang stood quietly, listening to his father's long breathing.  He looked down at the small seal in his hand, sighed complicatedly, turned around and left.

    Rong Fanglin is still waiting downstairs.  She looked at her brother walking down with five fingerprints on his face, and his expression turned ugly for a moment: "Dad can't seem to reason now. If he doesn't get what he wants, he says we want to harm him."

    Rong Jiashang said: "He is physically disabled and cannot accept this reality. He can only vent to the people around him."

    Rong Fanglin sighed: "Dad used to be a very energetic person. He walked with long strides and was always energetic. Brother, do you really want to send him to the United States for medical treatment? Can his injury be cured?"

    Rong Jiashang smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's just to comfort him. I asked Dr. Mance. Dad's spine was a comminuted fracture and the nerves were completely destroyed. With current medical technology, there is no way to repair it."  ."

    "Then" Rong Fanglin was confused, "That's it? He can never get better?"

    "My body is hopeless. As for his temper" Rong Jiashang smiled helplessly, "I hope he can look away as soon as possible."

    The brother and sister returned to the big house and saw Zhao Huaan talking to Mrs. Rong.  Mrs. Rong sat on the high-backed sofa by the window, leaning towards Zhao Huaan.  Zhao Hua'an held the back of the sofa and leaned over to listen to Mrs. Rong's words, his posture was intimate and attentive.

    Rong Fanglin immediately changed his face and coughed twice.

    The two people who got together immediately separated.  Zhao Huaan stood up and looked over, then smiled and said: "Jia Shang, has the journey been smooth?"

    Rong Jia nodded calmly: "Very good. Is Uncle Zhao here to see dad? He has already fallen asleep after taking medicine."

    Zhao Huaan said: "My wife said that you are back and invite me to have lunch. Secondly, I also want to report to you about the company's affairs. There are several documents that require your father's seal and signature."

    "Zhang is still here with me." Rong Jiashang said: "I will still handle the company's affairs from now on."

    As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Mrs. Rong and Zhao Huaan flashed.  Rong Jiashang calmly met their probing gazes and said: "Dad was very frustrated this time. He was mentally unstable, irritable, and had many hallucinations. He really couldn't manage the affairs of the company. I still have to take care of the company's affairs.  .Uncle Zhao, do you mind?"

    "The prince oversees the country, what do you have to mind?" Zhao Hua'an chuckled, "You did a good job before, and several uncles are very satisfied with you."

    Mrs. Rong rolled her eyes several times and said with a smile: "With Jiashang taking on the big responsibility, the master can recover from his injuries. I just discussed with you, Zhao Shu, to send the master to a manor in the western suburbs. The air there is good,  It¡¯s quiet and perfect for recuperation.¡±

    "Don't you hate the manor in the western suburbs the most, mom?" Rong Fanglin said gloomily.

    "It's not because of your father." Mrs. Rong said coldly, "He can be ruthless to me, but I can't ignore him. Who calls me a woman? If I don't fulfill the three obediences and four virtues, outsiders will gossip.  But it will affect your marriage proposal."

    Rong Fanglin said: "Since my mother is so wronged, I can't be unfilial, so what if I don't marry?"

    "Don't talk nonsense!" Mrs. Rong said angrily, "You have experienced your father's behavior firsthand. We, mother and daughter, can only depend on each other. In the future, when your eldest brother gets married, do you want to live by looking at your sister-in-law's face?"

    Rong Fanglin suddenly thought of Feng Shizhen and felt that if she were to be his sister-in-law, life would be pretty good.

    Rong Jiashang couldn't help laughing when he heard his stepmother's words.

    Zhao Huaan hurriedly came out to smooth things over and said: "Father and daughter are closely related by blood. Even though the eldest brother may have some faults, Fang Lin is a good and filial child. My younger siblings are so lucky to have raised such a good daughter."

    Zhao Hua'an reached out and gently pressed Mrs. Rong's shoulder. As if by magic, Mrs. Rong's tense face immediately relaxed, and she couldn't help but cast a coquettish glance at the man.

    Rong Jiashang calmly took in all the subtle movements and only blinked slowly.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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