The anger that finally appeared suddenly disappeared, and even the servant who was clearing the table couldn't help but sigh.
Rong Boye went upstairs, and the whole house fell into a deathly silence.
Rong Zhe opened the door and said through the darkness: "The preliminary results are available."
Rong Boye sat in front of the window, with the curtains half-opened, and the faint light from outside came in, just enough for him to see the chessboard in front of him clearly.
"explain."
"According to his resume, Song Xiang was born in Jin City and only visited Linhai City not long ago."
A few simple sentences, nothing special.
The person sitting there was obviously suffocated, and the movement of placing the chess pieces slowed down a bit.
"Do we still need to continue checking? Maybe..."
"No need."
It's just a child who looks like her.
Rong Zhe glanced at the man and didn't dare to sigh. After a long time, he wanted to persuade him, but he couldn't find the words.
Suddenly I thought of Song Xiang, that girl was so similar to that girl, she could easily make Rong Boye say a few more words.
"Sometimes I think, she is gone and the child is gone, so there is no point in keeping her."
Rong Boye suddenly spoke, his voice was drawn out, tiredness mixed with happiness, which made people feel uncomfortable.
Rong Zhe remained silent and only said one sentence dryly.
"If something happens to you, I will not water the flowers and trees around Madam for you."
silence.
Rong Boye narrowed his eyes, raised his hand to open the curtain beside him, and his eyes met the shadow on the glass.
"Rongzhe, am I getting old? Maybe it won't be long before I can see her."
"You look very young. If Madam sees you, she will recognize you at a glance."
Rong Boye raised the corners of his lips slightly, retracted his gaze, and looked back at the chessboard in front of him. Song Xiang's face came to mind again.
He raised the chess piece and suddenly put it down again.
"What does she want so fast?"
Rong Zhe was stunned for a moment, then realized, "It seems to be building a factory."
Rong Boye fell silent again.
Rong Zhe had followed him for many years and understood what he meant. Although he was surprised, he quietly retreated.
…
Song Xiang was brought out by Shun Han and scolded by him all the way. No matter what she said, he would not change his attitude towards Rong Boye.
"The more perfect it is, the more serious the problem is. You are not allowed to see him in the future!"
Song Xiang rolled his eyes, "There are many perfect people in the world. Gong Shiheng and Yang Zekun are both perfect. Do they also have problems?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Han's eyes showed a fierce light, and his whole body was full of signs that the dog was about to explode.
Song Xiang quickly stopped, "Okay! I will definitely avoid this kind of people when I see them in the future!"
Yan Han looked at him sideways, "Do you think they are perfect?"
Song Xiang: "Anyway, I'm definitely a little worse than you."
Yan Han: "..."
He punched the cotton, making him feel chest tight with anger.
Song Xiang had a thorough understanding of his temper. He could ignite him casually with just a few words, and he could also coax him immediately.
"Don't be angry." She raised her hand to slap Lu Mao as usual.
Yan Yanhan clicked his tongue and slapped her hand away, "Stop coaxing me like a dog."
Song Xiang laughed out loud, grabbed his neck and stood up, leaned into his arms, and said, "Let's not go back yet."
"Why?" Yan Han immediately became defensive and looked down at her, "I can still take you to work tomorrow morning."
Song Xiang snorted, knowing what he was thinking, and raised his hand to pat his face.
"You ask everyone to go back, and we will go out alone."
Yan Han immediately put down his guard and raised his eyebrows slightly, "A date?"