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    Feng Shizhen went back to the room, twisted the handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his face, combed his hair again, and changed into a simple shirt and skirt.

    She stared at the slim and graceful girl in the mirror, showed a gentle and gentle smile that she had practiced many times, and set off to go downstairs.

    The downstairs is very lively, and you can hear the excited laughter of girls standing at the stairs on the second floor.  Rong Dingkun seemed to have brought many people back, because Feng Shizhen also heard the voices of Yang Xiucheng and Zhao Huaan.

    On the sofa in the living room, Rong Dingkun held his youngest son in one arm and his eldest daughter in the other. The remaining three daughters sat at his feet and acted coquettishly towards him.  Mrs. Rong and her eldest aunt sat on the sofa opposite with a smile. Rong Jiashang stood on one side, including the second aunt sitting next to her. This was really a model of a happy family with harmonious wives and concubines and full of children.

    The second concubine, Mrs. Sun, is a slender and petite young woman. She wears a lake blue shirt and skirt embroidered with hundreds of butterflies, and has a popular peach-top hairstyle. She has willow eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, white skin and red lips. She is gentle and charming, and she does have a somewhat scholarly atmosphere.  A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old stood next to Ms. Sun leaning on the back of the sofa. Her appearance was similar to hers, but her temperament was simpler.  This is probably the concubine's sister-in-law that Chen Ma has emphasized.

    Rong Dingkun looked at the eldest son who was standing silently aside and said: "Your Uncle Zhao examined the person yesterday. He is a member of the Guo family. The centipede is dead but not stiff, and always wants to turn over. I think,  From now on, I will assign two bodyguards to each of you and follow you when you go out. The concession has become increasingly uneasy in the past two years."

    "Yes, father." Rong Jiashang looked indifferent.

    Rong Dingkun added: "I heard from my wife that you have finally calmed down recently and started studying seriously?"

    Rong Jiashang nodded numbly: "Yes."

    Mrs. Rong smiled and said: "Jia Shang is finally sensible, can I rest assured? I heard that you met Miss Du yesterday, right? Men, they always have to get married before they become sensible."

    Rong Dingkun snorted: "Raising him to this age, there is nothing that makes me worry-free. A great marriage is in front of you, but because you are not up to par, it can't be finalized for a long time."

    Rong Jiashang said lightly: "The Rong family is from such a good family, and the Du family won't sell it to my father for his great reputation. It shows that my son is indeed not worthy of a young lady from the Du family."

    Rong Dingkun was startled, and then said angrily: "You will make excuses for yourself!"

    A sarcastic smile appeared on Rong Jia's lips: "Miss Du is a famous lady in Shanghai. She has close friends all over the world and leaves a shadow everywhere. Even if her son fails to fall under her pomegranate skirt, she will not be lonely."

    Rong Dingkun said: "When she becomes the daughter-in-law of the Rong family, you can naturally discipline her. You must have the ability to find a well-matched, generous dowry, and a virtuous and obedient young lady. Otherwise, just listen to my arrangements!"

    Rong Fanglin¡¯s face darkened after hearing this, and he couldn¡¯t help but cast a sad glance at Yang Xiucheng.

    Feng Shizhen stood in the shadow beside the stairs, looking at Rong Jiashang's lonely and stubborn figure.  The young man stood upright, standing in the crowd, but he looked so out of place.  The laughter of parents and children, the greetings of relatives and friends, all seemed to him like things outside him.  He didn't know whether he couldn't or just didn't want to blend in.

    Rong Dingkun hugged his beloved little son and asked about his welfare. Turning his head, he caught the light-like smoke-like figure at the top of the stairs.

    It was as if a heavy hammer hit Tianling Gai, and like a sharp arrow piercing the heart.  Rong Dingkun stood up suddenly in shock. His younger son didn't even know he had fallen down. He shouted uncontrollably: "Who is it?"

    Everyone was shocked.

    Rong Fanglin looked over, breathed a sigh of relief, and said angrily: "Dad, that's Mr. Feng. Our family's new tutor."

    Feng Shizhen slowly walked out of the shadows and bowed respectfully to Rong Dingkun, with his braid hanging on his chest.

    "Hello, boss Rong, my name is Feng Shizhen, and I am the tutor in my house. I was rude just now, please forgive me."

    Rong Dingkun¡¯s face was pale and his eyes were bloodshot. He stared at the young woman in front of him as if he were staring at a ghost.

    "Daddywow wow" Young Master Rong sat on the ground and cried loudly.

    Rong Dingkun¡¯s consciousness was gradually pulled back by his youngest son¡¯s crying.  He lowered his head, picked up his son, and handed him to the mother. When he raised his head again, the previous fear had flowed over his back like water, leaving no trace.

    What could be the reason for Rong Dingkun being so frightened?

    For a moment, everyone in the room looked at Rong Dingkun and Feng Shizhen.

    Feng Shizhen was dressed in the most ordinary attire of a good family. He was modest and polite, neither humble nor overbearing. He stood dignifiedly.p; She stopped as soon as she saw it was good, got up and left.

    Mrs. Rong smiled and asked: "Master, I just said that the tutor I found this time is a good one."

    "It's not bad." Rong Dingkun was thoughtful and took another look at Feng Shizhen's slim back.

    Feng Shizhen had just walked up to the third floor when footsteps came from behind.  Rong Jiashang followed him unhurriedly, passed Feng Shizhen, and walked towards his room.

    "Young Master," Feng Shizhen called, "If you are not free for this afternoon's class, you can suspend it."

    Rong Jiashang turned to look at her with a cold expression: "Why not? Or does Mr. Feng have any plans?"

    "What arrangements can I make?" Feng Shizhen said with a smile, "I think the master is back and your family is reunited, so I may need to give you half a day off."

    "Sir, you are attentive and considerate." Rong Jia said, half-smiling but not smiling. His eyes swept across Feng Shizhen's face like a lancet, "No wonder my father liked you very much when he saw you!"

    Feng Shizhen paused for a moment and said calmly: "When you work in other people's homes, you have to please your employer."

    Rong Jiashang twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "I am also the boss, but you don't take me seriously."

    "Why don't I take you seriously?" Feng Shizhen said angrily, "You are the one who has been making things difficult and bullying me from the beginning. You are the first to complain."

    "Sir, no matter what time he didn't come back, he didn't suffer any loss." Rong Jiashang said confidently.

    Feng Shizhen couldn¡¯t laugh or cry: ¡°If I don¡¯t fight back, then I deserve to be bullied by you? Is it because I don¡¯t fight back or scold you that I have gained the favor of your eldest young master?¡±

    Rong Jiashang choked.

    "Besides, the eldest young master is not the one who pays my salary. Wait until you remove the word "shao" on your head one day, and then come to me to show your authority." Feng Shizhen raised his eyebrows and sneered, turned and walked to his room.

    "Hey!" Rong Jiashang shouted, "Are you going to have classes this afternoon?"

    "Come on!" Feng Shizhen turned around and glared at him fiercely, "I'll take a test on English words this afternoon. If you can't recite them, I'll slap you!"

    These words were pungent and powerful, like a soft willow hitting the young man's shoulder, making him feel numb all over his body.

    Rong Jiashang¡¯s heart was beating wildly, and he watched Feng Shizhen slam the door in front of him.  He came back to his senses, touched his nose, and walked away dejectedly.

    "So, you get along well with the eldest young master of the Rong family?"

    In the elegantly decorated room, only one desk lamp was lit.  The smell of cigar lingered, the moonlight outside the window was sultry, and the silver light fell on the man in front of the window.

    Meng Xuan was wearing a fitted suit, with his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his muscular forearms, and a Patek Philippe watch on his wrist.  His gun belt was still on, outlining his solid chest and broad, powerful shoulders.  A beautiful revolver was placed casually on the desk, pressed against a stack of documents.

    Feng Shizhen stood in the shadow where the light could not shine, and whispered: "Although Rong Jiashang seems to be eccentric and unruly, his nature is not bad, he is just a child who lacks care. It will be better to find out his thoughts.  We¡¯ve dealt with him. However, I think Rong Jiashang likes military affairs and doesn¡¯t have much interest in inheriting the family business.¡±

    "Isn't that better?" Meng Xu'an chuckled and blew out the smoke, "The more Rong Jiashang behaves like this, the more eager he is to be recognized. You have done a good job, pay more attention to him and gain all his trust. A smart man  The rebellious son is really a good tool to use against his father."

    Feng Shizhen was silent.

    Meng Xu'an asked again: "How do you deal with Rong Dingkun?"

    Feng Shizhen said: "A beautiful lady in distress is well-educated, clever and smooth, but she is always a bit humble and helpless."

    "What if Rong Dingkun really falls in love with you?"

    Feng Shizhen didn¡¯t answer.

    Meng Xian turned his head and looked over, catching the subtle frown on Feng Shizhen's brow.

    "What's wrong?"

    Feng Shizhen thought about it for a moment and said with confusion: "I wonder if it's my imagination. Rong Dingkun seems to be afraid of me?"

    Meng Xuan showed interest, raised his eyebrows and waved to Feng Shizhen.

    "Is Rong Dingkun afraid of you?"

    Feng Shizhen said: "It seems that there is something about me that reminds him of something he is afraid of. I don't know what it is. We all expected that after knowing my origin, we might hate and resist me. But there was no such thing.  I thought his reaction was much greater than I expected. But he had no intention of firing me. I was a little confused."

    Meng Xuan thought: "I will check it out. If the situation is not good for you, I will arrange for you to withdraw."

    "It may not be a disadvantage." Feng Shizhen smiled meaningfully, "What can make Rong Dingkun afraid must be his weakness. If you follow the clues, you may gain a lot. But for now, you must comfort Rong Jiashang."

    "Don't lose big because of small things." Meng Xu'an said, "Your goal is to bring down Rong Dingkun. Rong Jiashang is just a chess piece for you to step on."

    "I know." Feng Shizhen said with his eyes lowered.

    The moonlight illuminated Feng Shizhen¡¯s fair and delicate face, revealing the deep confusion and loss hidden on her face.

    Meng Xu'an stretched out his hand, raised Feng Shizhen's face with his fingers, gently pinched her chin, and forced her to raise her eyes to look at him.

    "Shizhen, remember, you are the one who gave the bait, don't be dragged into the water by the fish." #####(Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com)sp; "It may not be a disadvantage." Feng Shizhen smiled meaningfully, "What can make Rong Dingkun afraid must be his weakness. If you follow the clues, you may gain a lot. But for now, you must comfort Rong Jiashang."

    "Don't lose big because of small things." Meng Xu'an said, "Your goal is to bring down Rong Dingkun. Rong Jiashang is just a chess piece for you to step on."

    "I know." Feng Shizhen said with his eyes lowered.

    The moonlight illuminated Feng Shizhen¡¯s fair and delicate face, revealing the deep confusion and loss hidden on her face.

    Meng Xu'an stretched out his hand, raised Feng Shizhen's face with his fingers, gently pinched her chin, and forced her to raise her eyes to look at him.

    "Shizhen, remember, you are the one who gave the bait, don't be dragged into the water by the fish." #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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