Chapter 111
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Dozens of media recording devices were still held up, and flashes occasionally flickered.
Qian Xinlei sat next to Rong Yuheng, watching these two openly flirt, feeling like he was about to break into a cold sweat—
He had never seen a couple dare to play like this in front of the media!
The venue fell silent, and Rong Yuheng turned his head with a smile, looking at Wen Zhecheng. The whole room was waiting for his answer.
Wen Zhecheng tried to calm his racing heart and swallowed hard. He met Rong Yuheng’s gaze, which carried a hint of provocation and triumph, as if teasing him.
In front of this group of media experts in capturing shadows, there was a hidden sense of pleasure.
Wen Zhecheng looked at Rong Yuheng for several seconds and then said,
“It depends on what you feel.”
Damn! What is this?
The media below were going crazy, rapidly clicking their shutters, and their pens were flying. What does “depends on what you feel” mean?
Why did these two seemingly say nothing, but it felt like they revealed a lot!?
Some media immediately handed over the microphone, “Teacher Wen, what kind of feeling are you talking about? Do you take the CP of your choice seriously?”
Wen Zhecheng went along with it, “Whether I take it seriously or not is not important. It’s good as long as the fans are happy.”
Another media turned to Rong Yuheng, who had been silent since the beginning, “Rong Rong, Teacher Wen said it depends on what you feel. What is your feeling?”
What feeling?
Rong Yuheng felt that his earlobes must be red. He now felt like he was lifting a stone to smash his own foot!
Rong Yuheng reluctantly said, “What I feel is not important. It’s good as long as Teacher Wen is happy.”
Wen Zhecheng glanced at him meaningfully… So, you can only give brief and concise responses.
Seeing that the topic was almost over, Qian Xinlei gave a hint to the media to let the two main characters go. The topic of the CP was a double-edged sword; too much could be detrimental.
…
After the interview, everyone dispersed.
Xun Guang stopped Rong Yuheng, “Tell me more about the signing. You’re not in a hurry to return to City C tonight, right? Let’s have dinner together.”
Rong Yuheng still needed to visit the Scallop at the Rongshi Group. He thought for a moment and said, “Sure, but my company is nearby. I have to go there first. You have to wait for me.”
“No problem, you visit your family, and I’ll write.”
Just as they settled, Wen Zhecheng approached, “Where are you going?”
The teasing from earlier made Rong Yuheng a bit wary of Wen Zhecheng now. It wasn’t fear, just a fear of being outplayed, afraid of getting involved.
“Don’t want to take you,” Rong Yuheng said.
Wen Zhecheng looked down, suddenly reached out, and lightly traced his palm.
An electric current surged from Rong Yuheng’s palm to his spine, and he almost trembled publicly!
There were still reporters who had not completely left behind them, their actions could be seen at any time.
Fortunately, Wen Zhecheng just made a light stroke and then withdrew his hand.
“Take me with you,” Wen Zhecheng said, sounding like he was being cute.
Although it was a bit of a coquettish tone, it wasn’t a soft and weak girl’s style, but a faint, affectionate intimacy between lovers.
Coming from a man who looked tall and aloof, it had a particularly cute contrast.
Rong Yuheng couldn’t resist Wen Zhecheng’s coquetry and began to waver, “Why should I take you? I have to go shell-brushing for the big scallop.”
Wen Zhecheng seized the gap created by his hesitation and squeezed in, “I want to be with you.”
Rong Yuheng pursed his lips and didn’t say anything. Oh my god… Wen Zhecheng was really teasing him!
While the two were in a flirtatious exchange with hearts beating non-stop, Xun Guang’s indifferent voice suddenly came from the side,
“Alright, that’s enough. Playing with romance is fine, but please consider the feelings of the weak writer who not only has to eat your dog food but also has to produce fan food for you.”
Wen Zhecheng & Rong Yuheng, “…”
Oh, forgot there was someone next to us. How embarrassing!
After the three of them freshened up, they headed towards the Rongshi Group together. On the way, Rong Yuheng roughly explained the terms provided by Qiu Jianlun. Overall, the conditions were in line with Xun Guang’s requirements, but there was one point she found difficult to accept.
“Why does there have to be a domineering CEO character in every book?”
“Qiu Jianlun prefers playing this role, and it’s the only role he knows.”
“This easily makes my characters stereotyped…” Xun Guang frowned for a moment, then said, “Well, as long as Qiu doesn’t mind, it’s fine. CEOs can be charming or straightforward, whichever Qiu prefers.”
Rong Yuheng slyly buried Qiu Jianlun, “Don’t worry, he doesn’t mind at all.”
“That’s good. I’ll contact him after I finish the manuscript.”
Upon hearing this, Rong Yuheng showed a sincere smile, “I’m sure he’s looking forward to it.”
Upon reaching the company’s lobby, Rong Yuheng had to go upstairs to see his “big scallop.” He turned to Xun Guang and suggested she wait in the lobby on the sofa for a while.
Wen Zhecheng wanted to stick close to Rong Yuheng, but his attempt was sternly rejected. Rong Yuheng said, “There’s a good Western restaurant next to our company. Let’s have dinner there. Why don’t you go and make a reservation first?”
“Oh…” Wen Zhecheng reluctantly agreed. He felt like Rong Yuheng was deliberately keeping him away!
Xun Guang had already settled into the sofa, busy typing on her phone. Without lifting her head, she said, “Teacher Wen, you go ahead. I’ll stay here and work for a while. Rong Rong and I will join you later.”
Wen Zhecheng agreed, fearing that his presence with Xun Guang might affect her. He headed towards the direction of the restaurant.
The Chairman’s office was located on the top floor of the group. Rong Yuheng felt a bit overwhelmed as he took the elevator up. He couldn’t understand why the Chairman’s office had to be on the top floor, as it was inconvenient, especially in the event of a fire or earthquake.
The only upside was the view of the city lights below in the deep night, as if standing on the top of the world. However, it also meant working late into the night.
“Ding!” The elevator doors opened.
Stepping out, Rong Yuheng found a thick layer of carpet on the floor, neatly arranged but hard to maintain. He walked down the corridor to the innermost room and coincidentally encountered Secretary Wang, the secretary beside Chairman Rong Tianshen.
“Uncle Wang, is my dad inside?”
Secretary Wang recognized Rong Yuheng and was a bit surprised to see him. “Xiao Heng, why are you here? Chairman Rong is inside; you can go in directly.”
“Thanks, Uncle Wang.”
With a “click,” the door was pushed open, revealing Rong Tianshen sitting behind a large mahogany desk, frowning as he reviewed documents.
The entire office exuded a heavy and solemn atmosphere, dignified and austere, much like Rong Tianshen himself. Rong Yuheng had last been here two years ago, back when he hadn’t yet taken over the company’s affairs and rarely visited even the company.
Rong Tianshen, busy with the documents, heard movement and probably assumed it was Secretary Wang returning. Without looking up, he said, “You…”
Rong Yuheng slowly walked to the front of Rong Tianshen’s desk. “I happened to have an interview nearby today, so I came to take a look.”
Rong Yuheng originally wanted to say “came to see you,” but at the last moment, he replaced it with “take a look.” There was a subtle difference that outsiders might not notice, but the father and son both felt a discomfort at the change of a single word.
Rong Tianshen, rarely caught off guard, said, “Oh.”
Holding some documents in his hand, the pages were slightly crumpled from being squeezed. For someone as serious as Rong Tianshen, office documents were always neatly arranged. Rong Yuheng took a glance and suddenly felt uneasy.
He recalled the day when Rong Tianshen lay on the hospital bed, his eyelids trembling slightly. He also thought of the neatly arranged albums in the bookcase, under which were folded medical records.
In fact, Rong Tianshen’s love for him was no less than that for Rong Congyan.
And Rong Yuheng felt the same way towards Rong Tianshen.
He thought that perhaps the two of them were still searching for a path to each other. It might take a long time, but they would find it eventually.
…
After responding to Rong Yuheng’s words, Rong Tianshen lowered his head to the documents. Rong Yuheng stood silently beside him, his gaze wandering aimlessly on the mahogany desk. Suddenly, it stopped at one place.
Beside Rong Tianshen’s computer was a small potted plant with green leaves, and behind it, a small photo frame.
Inside the frame was a picture of a couple, Rong Tianshen and Wen Qin.
Something seemed to collide violently in Rong Yuheng’s heart, and he couldn’t describe the feeling.
“Bang!”
Sensing Rong Yuheng’s gaze, Rong Tianshen reached out and pushed the frame back onto the table. His expression turned stern. “What are you looking at?”
Pouting, Rong Yuheng said, “Dad, your name should be ‘says one thing, means another.'”
Rong Tianshen, embarrassed and angry, snorted heavily, then tossed the frame into the nearby trash can with a clang.
“Just forgot to throw it away.”
Rong Yuheng’s eyes widened instantly, unable to believe it! How could the big scallop do this?
He was angry!!!
He didn’t want to find a way to each other anymore!!!
He was hurt again!
A teardrop welled up in Rong Yuheng’s eyes. He protested loudly, “Why did you throw it away? This is a picture of you and mom. Even if you keep it, you shouldn’t throw it away!”
Rong Tianshen, with an expression of indifference, said, “Once it’s thrown, it’s thrown. I forgot earlier, and you just reminded me.”
Rong Yuheng, eyes brimming with tears, felt his little chest heaving violently for a few seconds. Then, he turned and walked towards the door. “I’m going back.”
Behind him, Rong Tianshen remained silent. Rong Yuheng opened the office door and stepped out, then closed the door behind him with a flick—
“Click, clack.” The door lock’s bolt got stuck in the latch, bouncing twice.
About ten seconds passed.
Suddenly, a pair of watery big eyes appeared in the crack of the open door, secretly peeking inside…
Inside the office, Rong Tianshen remained unaware. With a stiff face, he bent down, picked up the frame from the trash can, wiped it with his palm, as if relieved.
Peeking through the door crack, Rong Yuheng’s eyes softened:
He knew it. Rong Tianshen was still reluctant. This man, obviously, still had his mother in his heart, but he was just stubborn and wouldn’t admit it…
Suddenly, his gaze sharpened.
He saw Rong Tianshen pry open the backing of the photo frame, and several bank cards spilled out with a clatter. “…”
A hint of reluctance and a sense of relief after a narrow escape appeared on Rong Tianshen’s face. “I almost forgot about these cards I hid back then. Fortunately, I threw them in the trash can, and I could retrieve them.”
Outside the door, Rong Yuheng’s pupils contracted instantly—
It was all for private money!!! And it was the same “dark under the lamp” strategy!
Should he say that they truly were father and son, with completely identical thought processes?
Rong Yuheng was about to storm back and condemn Rong Tianshen for his actions when he saw Rong Tianshen open a drawer on the side, placing the photo frame with only the two of them in it inside.
Rong Yuheng’s hand, reaching for the door handle, pulled back. He stood at the door for a moment, then turned and walked away.
…
The elevator descended to the lobby.
As the elevator door made a “ding” sound, not fully opening yet, Rong Yuheng heard a commotion from the lobby—seemingly from the direction of the reception area.
His heart tightened, and before his footsteps stepped out of the elevator, another familiar voice echoed through the lobby, authoritative and indignant,
“How dare you bully a junior high student!!!”
Rong Yuheng’s steps paused, and he looked in the direction of the voice.
In the reception area, he saw Xun Guang pitifully tucked behind his elder brother Rong Congyan, a small trembling figure. In front of them was a manager with a fearful expression.
Rong Yuheng spent about two or three seconds contemplating what Rong Congyan meant by “junior high student” and whether it had any connection to the Demacian Crownguard he knew.
Then he saw Xun Guang, embracing her small self, looking up at him with watery eyes. “Uncle, I really came with Big Brother Rong Yuheng~”
Rong Yuheng instantly realized:
Oh… Xun Guang is also playing cosplay here.
The author has something to say: Wen Zhecheng: Acted as the media today.
Rong Tianshen: Acted as my son today.
Rong Yuheng: Acted as my father today.
Xun Guang: Acted as Rong Goose Brother today.
Rong Congyan (still angry): How dare you bully a junior high student!!!
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Dozens of media recording devices were still held up, and flashes occasionally flickered.
Qian Xinlei sat next to Rong Yuheng, watching these two openly flirt, feeling like he was about to break into a cold sweat—
He had never seen a couple dare to play like this in front of the media!
The venue fell silent, and Rong Yuheng turned his head with a smile, looking at Wen Zhecheng. The whole room was waiting for his answer.
Wen Zhecheng tried to calm his racing heart and swallowed hard. He met Rong Yuheng’s gaze, which carried a hint of provocation and triumph, as if teasing him.
In front of this group of media experts in capturing shadows, there was a hidden sense of pleasure.
Wen Zhecheng looked at Rong Yuheng for several seconds and then said,
“It depends on what you feel.”
Damn! What is this?
The media below were going crazy, rapidly clicking their shutters, and their pens were flying. What does “depends on what you feel” mean?
Why did these two seemingly say nothing, but it felt like they revealed a lot!?
Some media immediately handed over the microphone, “Teacher Wen, what kind of feeling are you talking about? Do you take the CP of your choice seriously?”
Wen Zhecheng went along with it, “Whether I take it seriously or not is not important. It’s good as long as the fans are happy.”
Another media turned to Rong Yuheng, who had been silent since the beginning, “Rong Rong, Teacher Wen said it depends on what you feel. What is your feeling?”
What feeling?
Rong Yuheng felt that his earlobes must be red. He now felt like he was lifting a stone to smash his own foot!
Rong Yuheng reluctantly said, “What I feel is not important. It’s good as long as Teacher Wen is happy.”
Wen Zhecheng glanced at him meaningfully… So, you can only give brief and concise responses.
Seeing that the topic was almost over, Qian Xinlei gave a hint to the media to let the two main characters go. The topic of the CP was a double-edged sword; too much could be detrimental.
…
After the interview, everyone dispersed.
Xun Guang stopped Rong Yuheng, “Tell me more about the signing. You’re not in a hurry to return to City C tonight, right? Let’s have dinner together.”
Rong Yuheng still needed to visit the Scallop at the Rongshi Group. He thought for a moment and said, “Sure, but my company is nearby. I have to go there first. You have to wait for me.”
“No problem, you visit your family, and I’ll write.”
Just as they settled, Wen Zhecheng approached, “Where are you going?”
The teasing from earlier made Rong Yuheng a bit wary of Wen Zhecheng now. It wasn’t fear, just a fear of being outplayed, afraid of getting involved.
“Don’t want to take you,” Rong Yuheng said.
Wen Zhecheng looked down, suddenly reached out, and lightly traced his palm.
An electric current surged from Rong Yuheng’s palm to his spine, and he almost trembled publicly!
There were still reporters who had not completely left behind them, their actions could be seen at any time.
Fortunately, Wen Zhecheng just made a light stroke and then withdrew his hand.
“Take me with you,” Wen Zhecheng said, sounding like he was being cute.
Although it was a bit of a coquettish tone, it wasn’t a soft and weak girl’s style, but a faint, affectionate intimacy between lovers.
Coming from a man who looked tall and aloof, it had a particularly cute contrast.
Rong Yuheng couldn’t resist Wen Zhecheng’s coquetry and began to waver, “Why should I take you? I have to go shell-brushing for the big scallop.”
Wen Zhecheng seized the gap created by his hesitation and squeezed in, “I want to be with you.”
Rong Yuheng pursed his lips and didn’t say anything. Oh my god… Wen Zhecheng was really teasing him!
While the two were in a flirtatious exchange with hearts beating non-stop, Xun Guang’s indifferent voice suddenly came from the side,
“Alright, that’s enough. Playing with romance is fine, but please consider the feelings of the weak writer who not only has to eat your dog food but also has to produce fan food for you.”
Wen Zhecheng & Rong Yuheng, “…”
Oh, forgot there was someone next to us. How embarrassing!
After the three of them freshened up, they headed towards the Rongshi Group together. On the way, Rong Yuheng roughly explained the terms provided by Qiu Jianlun. Overall, the conditions were in line with Xun Guang’s requirements, but there was one point she found difficult to accept.
“Why does there have to be a domineering CEO character in every book?”
“Qiu Jianlun prefers playing this role, and it’s the only role he knows.”
“This easily makes my characters stereotyped…” Xun Guang frowned for a moment, then said, “Well, as long as Qiu doesn’t mind, it’s fine. CEOs can be charming or straightforward, whichever Qiu prefers.”
Rong Yuheng slyly buried Qiu Jianlun, “Don’t worry, he doesn’t mind at all.”
“That’s good. I’ll contact him after I finish the manuscript.”
Upon hearing this, Rong Yuheng showed a sincere smile, “I’m sure he’s looking forward to it.”
Upon reaching the company’s lobby, Rong Yuheng had to go upstairs to see his “big scallop.” He turned to Xun Guang and suggested she wait in the lobby on the sofa for a while.
Wen Zhecheng wanted to stick close to Rong Yuheng, but his attempt was sternly rejected. Rong Yuheng said, “There’s a good Western restaurant next to our company. Let’s have dinner there. Why don’t you go and make a reservation first?”
“Oh…” Wen Zhecheng reluctantly agreed. He felt like Rong Yuheng was deliberately keeping him away!
Xun Guang had already settled into the sofa, busy typing on her phone. Without lifting her head, she said, “Teacher Wen, you go ahead. I’ll stay here and work for a while. Rong Rong and I will join you later.”
Wen Zhecheng agreed, fearing that his presence with Xun Guang might affect her. He headed towards the direction of the restaurant.
The Chairman’s office was located on the top floor of the group. Rong Yuheng felt a bit overwhelmed as he took the elevator up. He couldn’t understand why the Chairman’s office had to be on the top floor, as it was inconvenient, especially in the event of a fire or earthquake.
The only upside was the view of the city lights below in the deep night, as if standing on the top of the world. However, it also meant working late into the night.
“Ding!” The elevator doors opened.
Stepping out, Rong Yuheng found a thick layer of carpet on the floor, neatly arranged but hard to maintain. He walked down the corridor to the innermost room and coincidentally encountered Secretary Wang, the secretary beside Chairman Rong Tianshen.
“Uncle Wang, is my dad inside?”
Secretary Wang recognized Rong Yuheng and was a bit surprised to see him. “Xiao Heng, why are you here? Chairman Rong is inside; you can go in directly.”
“Thanks, Uncle Wang.”
With a “click,” the door was pushed open, revealing Rong Tianshen sitting behind a large mahogany desk, frowning as he reviewed documents.
The entire office exuded a heavy and solemn atmosphere, dignified and austere, much like Rong Tianshen himself. Rong Yuheng had last been here two years ago, back when he hadn’t yet taken over the company’s affairs and rarely visited even the company.
Rong Tianshen, busy with the documents, heard movement and probably assumed it was Secretary Wang returning. Without looking up, he said, “You…”
Rong Yuheng slowly walked to the front of Rong Tianshen’s desk. “I happened to have an interview nearby today, so I came to take a look.”
Rong Yuheng originally wanted to say “came to see you,” but at the last moment, he replaced it with “take a look.” There was a subtle difference that outsiders might not notice, but the father and son both felt a discomfort at the change of a single word.
Rong Tianshen, rarely caught off guard, said, “Oh.”
Holding some documents in his hand, the pages were slightly crumpled from being squeezed. For someone as serious as Rong Tianshen, office documents were always neatly arranged. Rong Yuheng took a glance and suddenly felt uneasy.
He recalled the day when Rong Tianshen lay on the hospital bed, his eyelids trembling slightly. He also thought of the neatly arranged albums in the bookcase, under which were folded medical records.
In fact, Rong Tianshen’s love for him was no less than that for Rong Congyan.
And Rong Yuheng felt the same way towards Rong Tianshen.
He thought that perhaps the two of them were still searching for a path to each other. It might take a long time, but they would find it eventually.
…
After responding to Rong Yuheng’s words, Rong Tianshen lowered his head to the documents. Rong Yuheng stood silently beside him, his gaze wandering aimlessly on the mahogany desk. Suddenly, it stopped at one place.
Beside Rong Tianshen’s computer was a small potted plant with green leaves, and behind it, a small photo frame.
Inside the frame was a picture of a couple, Rong Tianshen and Wen Qin.
Something seemed to collide violently in Rong Yuheng’s heart, and he couldn’t describe the feeling.
“Bang!”
Sensing Rong Yuheng’s gaze, Rong Tianshen reached out and pushed the frame back onto the table. His expression turned stern. “What are you looking at?”
Pouting, Rong Yuheng said, “Dad, your name should be ‘says one thing, means another.'”
Rong Tianshen, embarrassed and angry, snorted heavily, then tossed the frame into the nearby trash can with a clang.
“Just forgot to throw it away.”
Rong Yuheng’s eyes widened instantly, unable to believe it! How could the big scallop do this?
He was angry!!!
He didn’t want to find a way to each other anymore!!!
He was hurt again!
A teardrop welled up in Rong Yuheng’s eyes. He protested loudly, “Why did you throw it away? This is a picture of you and mom. Even if you keep it, you shouldn’t throw it away!”
Rong Tianshen, with an expression of indifference, said, “Once it’s thrown, it’s thrown. I forgot earlier, and you just reminded me.”
Rong Yuheng, eyes brimming with tears, felt his little chest heaving violently for a few seconds. Then, he turned and walked towards the door. “I’m going back.”
Behind him, Rong Tianshen remained silent. Rong Yuheng opened the office door and stepped out, then closed the door behind him with a flick—
“Click, clack.” The door lock’s bolt got stuck in the latch, bouncing twice.
About ten seconds passed.
Suddenly, a pair of watery big eyes appeared in the crack of the open door, secretly peeking inside…
Inside the office, Rong Tianshen remained unaware. With a stiff face, he bent down, picked up the frame from the trash can, wiped it with his palm, as if relieved.
Peeking through the door crack, Rong Yuheng’s eyes softened:
He knew it. Rong Tianshen was still reluctant. This man, obviously, still had his mother in his heart, but he was just stubborn and wouldn’t admit it…
Suddenly, his gaze sharpened.
He saw Rong Tianshen pry open the backing of the photo frame, and several bank cards spilled out with a clatter. “…”
A hint of reluctance and a sense of relief after a narrow escape appeared on Rong Tianshen’s face. “I almost forgot about these cards I hid back then. Fortunately, I threw them in the trash can, and I could retrieve them.”
Outside the door, Rong Yuheng’s pupils contracted instantly—
It was all for private money!!! And it was the same “dark under the lamp” strategy!
Should he say that they truly were father and son, with completely identical thought processes?
Rong Yuheng was about to storm back and condemn Rong Tianshen for his actions when he saw Rong Tianshen open a drawer on the side, placing the photo frame with only the two of them in it inside.
Rong Yuheng’s hand, reaching for the door handle, pulled back. He stood at the door for a moment, then turned and walked away.
…
The elevator descended to the lobby.
As the elevator door made a “ding” sound, not fully opening yet, Rong Yuheng heard a commotion from the lobby—seemingly from the direction of the reception area.
His heart tightened, and before his footsteps stepped out of the elevator, another familiar voice echoed through the lobby, authoritative and indignant,
“How dare you bully a junior high student!!!”
Rong Yuheng’s steps paused, and he looked in the direction of the voice.
In the reception area, he saw Xun Guang pitifully tucked behind his elder brother Rong Congyan, a small trembling figure. In front of them was a manager with a fearful expression.
Rong Yuheng spent about two or three seconds contemplating what Rong Congyan meant by “junior high student” and whether it had any connection to the Demacian Crownguard he knew.
Then he saw Xun Guang, embracing her small self, looking up at him with watery eyes. “Uncle, I really came with Big Brother Rong Yuheng~”
Rong Yuheng instantly realized:
Oh… Xun Guang is also playing cosplay here.
The author has something to say: Wen Zhecheng: Acted as the media today.
Rong Tianshen: Acted as my son today.
Rong Yuheng: Acted as my father today.
Xun Guang: Acted as Rong Goose Brother today.
Rong Congyan (still angry): How dare you bully a junior high student!!!
Dozens of media recording devices were still held up, and flashes occasionally flickered.Qian Xinlei sat next to Rong Yuheng, watching these two openly flirt, feeling like he was about to break into a cold sweatHe had never seen a couple dare to play like this in front of the media!The venue fell silent, and Rong Yuheng turned his head with a smile, looking at Wen Zhecheng. The whole room was waiting for his answer.Wen Zhecheng tried to calm his racing heart and swallowed hard. He met Rong Yuheng's gaze, which carried a hint of provocation and triumph, as if teasing him.In front of this group of media experts in capturing shadows, there was a hidden sense of pleasure.Wen Zhecheng looked at Rong Yuheng for several seconds and then said,It depends on what you feel.Damn! What is this?The media below were going crazy, rapidly clicking their shutters, and their pens were flying. What does depends on what you feel mean?Why did these two seemingly say nothing, but it felt like they revealed a lot!?Some media immediately handed over the microphone, Teacher Wen, what kind of feeling are you talking about? Do you take the CP of your choice seriously?Wen Zhecheng went along with it, Whether I take it seriously or not is not important. It's good as long as the fans are happy.Another media turned to Rong Yuheng, who had been silent since the beginning, Rong Rong, Teacher Wen said it depends on what you feel. What is your feeling?What feeling?Rong Yuheng felt that his earlobes must be red. He now felt like he was lifting a stone to smash his own foot!Rong Yuheng reluctantly said, What I feel is not important. It's good as long as Teacher Wen is happy.Wen Zhecheng glanced at him meaningfully So, you can only give brief and concise responses.Seeing that the topic was almost over, Qian Xinlei gave a hint to the media to let the two main characters go. The topic of the CP was a double-edged sword; too much could be detrimental.After the interview, everyone dispersed.Xun Guang stopped Rong Yuheng, Tell me more about the signing. You're not in a hurry to return to City C tonight, right? Let's have dinner together.Rong Yuheng still needed to visit the Scallop at the Rongshi Group. He thought for a moment and said, Sure, but my company is nearby. I have to go there first. You have to wait for me.No problem, you visit your family, and I'll write.Just as they settled, Wen Zhecheng approached, Where are you going?The teasing from earlier made Rong Yuheng a bit wary of Wen Zhecheng now. It wasn't fear, just a fear of being outplayed, afraid of getting involved.Don't want to take you, Rong Yuheng said.Wen Zhecheng looked down, suddenly reached out, and lightly traced his palm.An electric current surged from Rong Yuheng's palm to his spine, and he almost trembled publicly!There were still reporters who had not completely left behind them, their actions could be seen at any time.Fortunately, Wen Zhecheng just made a light stroke and then withdrew his hand.Take me with you, Wen Zhecheng said, sounding like he was being cute.Although it was a bit of a coquettish tone, it wasn't a soft and weak girl's style, but a faint, affectionate intimacy between lovers.Coming from a man who looked tall and aloof, it had a particularly cute contrast.Rong Yuheng couldn't resist Wen Zhecheng's coquetry and began to waver, Why should I take you? I have to go shell-brushing for the big scallop.Wen Zhecheng seized the gap created by his hesitation and squeezed in, I want to be with you.Rong Yuheng pursed his lips and didn't say anything. Oh my god Wen Zhecheng was really teasing him!While the two were in a flirtatious exchange with hearts beating non-stop, Xun Guang's indifferent voice suddenly came from the side,Alright, that's enough. Playing with romance is fine, but please consider the feelings of the weak writer who not only has to eat your dog food but also has to produce fan food for you.Wen Zhecheng & Rong Yuheng, Oh, forgot there was someone next to us. How embarrassing!After the three of them freshened up, they headed towards the Rongshi Group together. On the way, Rong Yuheng roughly explained the terms provided by Qiu Jianlun. Overall, the conditions were in line with Xun Guang's requirements, but there was one point she found difficult to accept.Why does there have to be a domineering CEO character in every book?Qiu Jianlun prefers playing this role, and it's the only role he knows.This easily makes my characters stereotyped Xun Guang frowned for a moment, then said, Well, as long as Qiu doesn't mind, it's fine. CEOs can be charming or straightforward, whichever Qiu prefers.Rong Yuheng slyly buried Qiu Jianlun, Don't worry, he doesn't mind at all.That's good. I'll contact him after I finish the manuscript.Upon hearing this, Rong Yuheng showed a sincere smile, I'm sure he's looking forward to it.Upon reaching the company's lobby, Rong Yuheng had to go upstairs to see his big scallop. He turned to Xun Guang and suggested she wait in the lobby on the sofa for a while.Wen Zhecheng wanted to stick close to Rong Yuheng, but his attempt was sternly rejected. Rong Yuheng said, There's a good Western restaurant next to our company. Let's have dinner there. Why don't you go and make a reservation first?Oh Wen Zhecheng reluctantly agreed. He felt like Rong Yuheng was deliberately keeping him away!Xun Guang had already settled into the sofa, busy typing on her phone. Without lifting her head, she said, Teacher Wen, you go ahead. I'll stay here and work for a while. Rong Rong and I will join you later.Wen Zhecheng agreed, fearing that his presence with Xun Guang might affect her. He headed towards the direction of the restaurant.The Chairman's office was located on the top floor of the group. Rong Yuheng felt a bit overwhelmed as he took the elevator up. He couldn't understand why the Chairman's office had to be on the top floor, as it was inconvenient, especially in the event of a fire or earthquake.The only upside was the view of the city lights below in the deep night, as if standing on the top of the world. However, it also meant working late into the night.Ding! The elevator doors opened.Stepping out, Rong Yuheng found a thick layer of carpet on the floor, neatly arranged but hard to maintain. He walked down the corridor to the innermost room and coincidentally encountered Secretary Wang, the secretary beside Chairman Rong Tianshen.Uncle Wang, is my dad inside?Secretary Wang recognized Rong Yuheng and was a bit surprised to see him. Xiao Heng, why are you here? Chairman Rong is inside; you can go in directly.Thanks, Uncle Wang.With a click, the door was pushed open, revealing Rong Tianshen sitting behind a large mahogany desk, frowning as he reviewed documents.The entire office exuded a heavy and solemn atmosphere, dignified and austere, much like Rong Tianshen himself. Rong Yuheng had last been here two years ago, back when he hadn't yet taken over the company's affairs and rarely visited even the company.Rong Tianshen, busy with the documents, heard movement and probably assumed it was Secretary Wang returning. Without looking up, he said, YouRong Yuheng slowly walked to the front of Rong Tianshen's desk. I happened to have an interview nearby today, so I came to take a look.Rong Yuheng originally wanted to say came to see you, but at the last moment, he replaced it with take a look. There was a subtle difference that outsiders might not notice, but the father and son both felt a discomfort at the change of a single word.Rong Tianshen, rarely caught off guard, said, Oh.Holding some documents in his hand, the pages were slightly crumpled from being squeezed. For someone as serious as Rong Tianshen, office documents were always neatly arranged. Rong Yuheng took a glance and suddenly felt uneasy.He recalled the day when Rong Tianshen lay on the hospital bed, his eyelids trembling slightly. He also thought of the neatly arranged albums in the bookcase, under which were folded medical records.In fact, Rong Tianshen's love for him was no less than that for Rong Congyan.And Rong Yuheng felt the same way towards Rong Tianshen.He thought that perhaps the two of them were still searching for a path to each other. It might take a long time, but they would find it eventually.After responding to Rong Yuheng's words, Rong Tianshen lowered his head to the documents. Rong Yuheng stood silently beside him, his gaze wandering aimlessly on the mahogany desk. Suddenly, it stopped at one place.Beside Rong Tianshen's computer was a small potted plant with green leaves, and behind it, a small photo frame.Inside the frame was a picture of a couple, Rong Tianshen and Wen Qin.Something seemed to collide violently in Rong Yuheng's heart, and he couldn't describe the feeling.Bang!Sensing Rong Yuheng's gaze, Rong Tianshen reached out and pushed the frame back onto the table. His expression turned stern. What are you looking at?Pouting, Rong Yuheng said, Dad, your name should be says one thing, means another.'Rong Tianshen, embarrassed and angry, snorted heavily, then tossed the frame into the nearby trash can with a clang.Just forgot to throw it away.Rong Yuheng's eyes widened instantly, unable to believe it! How could the big scallop do this?He was angry!!!He didn't want to find a way to each other anymore!!!He was hurt again!A teardrop welled up in Rong Yuheng's eyes. He protested loudly, Why did you throw it away? This is a picture of you and mom. Even if you keep it, you shouldn't throw it away!Rong Tianshen, with an expression of indifference, said, Once it's thrown, it's thrown. I forgot earlier, and you just reminded me.Rong Yuheng, eyes brimming with tears, felt his little chest heaving violently for a few seconds. Then, he turned and walked towards the door. I'm going back.Behind him, Rong Tianshen remained silent. Rong Yuheng opened the office door and stepped out, then closed the door behind him with a flickClick, clack. The door lock's bolt got stuck in the latch, bouncing twice.About ten seconds passed.Suddenly, a pair of watery big eyes appeared in the crack of the open door, secretly peeking insideInside the office, Rong Tianshen remained unaware. With a stiff face, he bent down, picked up the frame from the trash can, wiped it with his palm, as if relieved.Peeking through the door crack, Rong Yuheng's eyes softened:He knew it. Rong Tianshen was still reluctant. This man, obviously, still had his mother in his heart, but he was just stubborn and wouldn't admit itSuddenly, his gaze sharpened.He saw Rong Tianshen pry open the backing of the photo frame, and several bank cards spilled out with a clatter. A hint of reluctance and a sense of relief after a narrow escape appeared on Rong Tianshen's face. I almost forgot about these cards I hid back then. Fortunately, I threw them in the trash can, and I could retrieve them.Outside the door, Rong Yuheng's pupils contracted instantlyIt was all for private money!!! And it was the same dark under the lamp strategy!Should he say that they truly were father and son, with completely identical thought processes?Rong Yuheng was about to storm back and condemn Rong Tianshen for his actions when he saw Rong Tianshen open a drawer on the side, placing the photo frame with only the two of them in it inside.Rong Yuheng's hand, reaching for the door handle, pulled back. He stood at the door for a moment, then turned and walked away.The elevator descended to the lobby.As the elevator door made a ding sound, not fully opening yet, Rong Yuheng heard a commotion from the lobbyseemingly from the direction of the reception area.His heart tightened, and before his footsteps stepped out of the elevator, another familiar voice echoed through the lobby, authoritative and indignant,How dare you bully a junior high student!!!Rong Yuheng's steps paused, and he looked in the direction of the voice.In the reception area, he saw Xun Guang pitifully tucked behind his elder brother Rong Congyan, a small trembling figure. In front of them was a manager with a fearful expression.Rong Yuheng spent about two or three seconds contemplating what Rong Congyan meant by junior high student and whether it had any connection to the Demacian Crownguard he knew.Then he saw Xun Guang, embracing her small self, looking up at him with watery eyes. Uncle, I really came with Big Brother Rong Yuheng~Rong Yuheng instantly realized:Oh Xun Guang is also playing cosplay here.The author has something to say: Wen Zhecheng: Acted as the media today.Rong Tianshen: Acted as my son today.Rong Yuheng: Acted as my father today.Xun Guang: Acted as Rong Goose Brother today.Rong Congyan still angry: How dare you bully a junior high student!!!
