Beside him, Qi Ruwen furrowed his brows, seriously contemplating the exact relationship between Rong Zhi and Bai Su.
He turned his head and asked Cheng Yunjing, "Mr. Cheng, I remember Young Master Jiang came to you for Mr. Su’s license plate in August. Did you ask him why he needed it?"
Cheng Yunjing shook his head solemnly.
Qi Ruwen pondered, "That is strange... The main question now is, does Mr. Su know that Third Young Master Rong is a girl?"
If he knows, then everything seems to make sense, but is it possible? A man like Mr. Su, would he be interested in someone with such a cold personality and a temperament as hard as a rock like Rong Zhi?
Thinking from another perspective, Qi Ruwen suddenly felt like surrendering.
He found it difficult to handle, given Rong Zhi’s high social status and identity. To win her over, one must be at least evenly matched, or even have better conditions. This content belongs to novel·fire·net
Qi Ruwen felt Bai Su had quite good conditions, yet when comparing the two, he found himself slightly dissatisfied with Bai Su.
Who is Rong Zhi? The future national treasure!
Cheng Yunjing shared similar thoughts, although he stood on Bai Su’s side. Reflecting on it, he called Bai Su.
The video online had already been blocked by the time they saw it, but since it had been posted for a long time, many people had already seen it, and many had saved it, making public opinion hard to control quickly.
Therefore, when friends forwarded the video to Rong Qichuo for verification, the Rong Family still found out.
Rong Xian’an sat on the sofa, holding his phone, repeatedly playing the forwarded video. The more he watched, the deeper the furrow between his brows became.
They were all at the old residence at the moment. Old Sir Rong, having been rejuvenated after Rong Zhi saved him the other day, was now drinking tea and chatting with Rong Meng.
Hearing the noise from his side, Rong Fangjun glanced over, asking, "What are you listening to so many times for? Aren’t you tired of listening?"
Rong Xian’an paused for a while, then brought the video back to the beginning and handed it to Old Sir Rong, "It’s a video of Rong Zhi; he was captured at Blue Paris."
"Blue Paris?" Rong Meng raised her voice, pursing her lips, and then lowered her voice, seemingly casually tangled, "Isn’t that... a bar?"
"A bar?" Ying Man’s voice instantly heightened, her eyes flashing a hint of disgust. "What is he doing at such a place?!"
Old Sir Rong suddenly interrupted them, and everyone turned to look at him.
Just then, Rong Fangjun’s hand holding the phone tightened, seemingly in disbelief, as he focused on the screen, mimicking Rong Xian’an’s earlier action of playing the video, murmuring, "It’s the third child... No doubt about it, that license plate, is it really his!?"
Rong Xian’an pursed his lips, "I’m not sure."
"If you’re not sure, then ask!" Although the Rong Family had contacts with high-ranking officials who owned such license plates, since the family’s decline, their connections had thinned, which made Rong Fangjun excited, more so with a sense of relief for Rong Zhi.
"Have the third child come home for dinner tomorrow, Lu Zhao, quickly arrange the menu!"
He made the final decision, giving no chance for others to refute, while Rong Qichuo, understanding the situation, clenched his teeth, his dark eyes filled with anger, and Rong Xian’an was silent and thoughtful.
Rong Zhi didn’t pay attention to the online issues; after leaving Blue Paris, she returned to Hua Qing to experiment. The effects of reagent No. 1 in her body gradually waned, and once the excitement wore off, she recently found herself easily fatigued.
The drug taken by Rong Fengmian was part of her experiment project. She planned to talk to Rong Fengmian and soon received a call from Yu Nian, asking her to return to school next Tuesday for the mid-term examination, which she agreed to.
Thinking about it, she concluded she might as well find Rong Fengmian at that time.
In the afternoon, after finishing work, she was about to go to the hospital to see He Songzhi when she received a message from Rong Fangjun, inviting her to dinner at the old residence in the evening, to which she responded with a simple "Mm."
Leaving the Engineering College, she had just turned the corner in her car when a white sedan parked not far away flashed its headlights upon seeing her, and the next second, the phone in her pocket rang.
She answered, and a man’s voice, lazy yet smiling, rang out, deep and melodious, "Little brother got off work early; any interest in playing a little?"
"No time," Rong Zhi controlled the steering wheel, speaking concisely, "I’m going to the old residence."
The man lazily dragged his words in response, "What a coincidence, I’m going too, to meet Old Sir Rong and thank him for accommodating me, let’s go together."
Rong Zhi recalled this man used trickery to soften Rong Fangjun’s heart to get close to her, and for her sake, Bai Su indeed spared no effort.
At his words, she lightly agreed and let him have his way.
The two cars drove one after the other to the Rong Family’s old residence. Upon arriving, Rong Zhi slung her single shoulder bag as usual and heard Bai Su’s voice amidst the sound. She glanced at Bai Su, noting his fine complexion, indicating a good night’s sleep.
The servant at the door paused for a moment, seeing both of them together, and quickly ran inside to inform the Rong Family.
When Rong Zhi and Bai Su arrived, they turned uniformly, spotting the handsome and charming man beside Rong Zhi, each with unique expressions.