Rong Fei's right little finger twitched spasmodically. (..tw) For a moment, he felt a chill rising from his feet, surging up into his soles, climbing his ankles, and wrapping around his calves, causing his legs to feel slightly cold and numb. It seemed that during the short walk from getting out of the car to holding up an umbrella and entering this house, he had inadvertently allowed the damp coldness of the rain to seep into his shoes, and it was only now beginning to take effect.
He was barely able to stand, his eyes glazed over. He moved mechanically, propelled only by instinct, until he slumped onto the sofa beside him. But his leg felt numb and strange, as if it didn't belong to him at all.
He was reminded of that scene in the rain years ago. He stood under his umbrella at the corner of a narrow alley, waiting for her. Watching her walk towards him with a round belly, stepping over puddles, getting closer and closer, only to pass him by and walk away step by step until she disappeared completely.
At that time, the damp chill clung to him like a shroud, as if adhering to his feet. Then at a particular moment, it would appear, following him relentlessly, like a shadow.
His old face was slightly pale, and his head started to throb with pain. Was Rong Ling proposing a trade? To agree to take in Doudou in exchange for him and Xiao Zhu no longer being involved?!
Actually, his connection with Piglet has always been limited. These days, even though he cared, he successfully held back and didn't call her. For the past thirty years, their relationship was also superficial, not involving anything further. He seemed to be able to do it, but --
No, no!
Being able to do something and completely giving it up are two entirely different things. Just thinking about the fact that this woman will have nothing to do with him anymore makes him miss her. He can't even call her, get close to her, or even steal a glance at her without feeling unbearable pain.
He couldn't agree to such an exchange.
He thought for a moment, then deliberately ignored Rong Ling's words and said.
<<<"Duoduo, that child, has been like you since he was little, cold and quiet, not fond of talking or being particularly affectionate. So his grandmother never really liked him. They say nephews resemble their uncles, and this child is so much like you, it's fate. Our family owes you a debt, but he is your nephew after all, so we beg you, help that child, take him in. He has no parents now, and his grandmother and I are getting old, there's only you who can rely on. That child has ambition and isn't stupid. When I said I would help him, he refused, blocking me, saying he wanted to do it himself, to win you over with sincerity. But I have selfish feelings, pity for him. On the surface, I agreed with the child, letting him try on his own, but behind the scenes, I still lent a hand. I want to tell you, Rongling, that child isn't bad. In the future, he will definitely help you and be filial. I know you probably don't care much, so Dad begs you, for the sake of the child's sincerity, and considering his parents are gone, and seeing him kneeling there in the pouring rain begging after recovering from a serious illness, take him in!">>>
Rong Ling wasn't moved at all. What does it matter if they say something resembles this or that? Just because someone comes over to get close, should he cater to them entirely?! What kind of logic is that!
“You don’t need to say more. I had already made my decision before you arrived.” He pressed on with a cold face. “For the sake of our mother, I can take the child in, but you have to stop being involved with her. This is a very profitable deal, you should know this!”
Feng still avoided this topic. "Rong Ling, Dad begs you, just take Duodu, okay?"
Rong Ling let out a sneer. "You can't divorce Du Caixin, and what business is it of yours to involve my mother? To you, my mother is just an inconsequential person. Let her replace your precious grandson, wouldn't that be great? This deal, you gain steadily and effortlessly, why refuse? Or are you planning to use my mother again to extort something from me?"
Rong Fei's face immediately flushed the color of pig liver, revealing a mix of humiliation and indignation.
"It's nothing, I just want this one thing!"
"You don't need to explain. I've already told Mom very clearly. This is the last time I'll do anything for you. From now on, don't even try to get Mom to make me agree to anything. Mengmeng also witnessed this. This is my oath! So—"
He glared coldly at Rong Feiwu. “Make your choice quickly. Agree, and I’ll have DuoDuo brought in right away!”
However, his expression was completely certain that Rong Fei Wu would abandon his mother. It seemed as if he truly believed what he said, that in Rong Fei Wu's heart, his mother was just such an inconsequential figure!
The mother never expected things to unfold this way. It was so different from the agreement she and her son had made earlier. But she remained silent, a heavy sadness settling in her heart. She thought to herself, it's better this way; at least let him tell her himself that he's giving up on her. This conversation should have happened over thirty years ago, but it was postponed until now.
Mother Rong turned her face, staring directly at Rong Fei Wu. Although her complexion was somewhat dark, her demeanor was unusually calm.
Rong Fei's eyes caught a gaze from the corner of his vision, so he turned his face away. Seeing her expression, he asked with difficulty, "Is this what you mean?"
There is a dull ache in my heart, and it feels slightly bitter.
Mother's heart was heavy with sorrow, she didn't even have the strength to speak, only nodding silently.
Fengwu suddenly stood up, glaring at Rong Mama with a very ugly expression!
Lin Meng glanced at him, then turned her cold face towards Rong Mama's side, her icy gaze warningly fixed on Rong Fei Wu!
Look here, this is where we don't let him run wild!
"Make a choice!" Rong Ling stepped closer.
Rong Fei's martial arts suddenly exploded with rage, his aura powerful and imposing.
"Rongling, this is between me and your mother, you kids don't interfere!"
Rong Ling scoffed. "You can't possibly have everything your way. Which one do you want? Make up your mind and be clear about it. Or, I'll give you some time to think things over. In the meantime, if Rong Hengduo were to die kneeling, I wouldn't bother with him!"
<< Rong Fei's martial arts were as deep and calm as water. >>>
"Don't bother, Duodu's matters are just as they are. My intervention would be superfluous. It's up to the child's own fate!"
Then, looking deeply at Rong Mama again, she was momentarily enraged, but in the end, her expression softened.
"Little pig, take care of yourself!"
After saying that, he left!
This decisiveness certainly shows his past as the head of the household. I have to admit, that fleeting moment of charisma was rather charming. This man must have been irresistible to countless women in his youth, otherwise, Mama Rong wouldn't call him her bane!
Lin Meng felt a pang of sympathy and quietly glanced at Mama Rong a few times. She saw that Mama Rong had lowered her face, her complexion wasn't flushed, but it was definitely not as unpleasant as it had been just now.
She let out another sigh. Her husband had intended to pressure Rong Feiwu into giving up, but instead, he had inadvertently caused Rong Feiwu to reveal his true feelings for his mother-in-law in front of her. However, these feelings were somewhat unconventional and likely to attract criticism from others!
As Ru Rong said, considering everything, Rong Fei Wu would definitely not divorce Du Cai Yi, but he is unwilling to let go of his mother-in-law. This man -- , he is too arrogant and selfish!
As Rong Feiwu was about to leave the house, Rong Ling shouted out to him.
"Don't let Rong Hengduo kneel there, take him with you when you leave. We absolutely won't accept him here!"
Feng Fei stopped in his tracks, and with a heavy sigh, he said from behind him. "He wants to kneel, let him kneel. That's his own business. I'm not from the same generation as him, so I won't interfere."
In this sentence, there's another hint: implying Rong Ling shouldn't interfere with the affairs of him and his mother, because they are separated by generations!
Feng flew out of the car in large strides. Perhaps because he was troubled, he didn't wait for the driver to get out and come over with an umbrella, so he directly charged into the rain and walked toward the car. The driver hurried over with the car and umbrella, but he was rejected. He went on his way in the rain, getting half his clothes wet, before finally getting into the car and telling the driver to leave.
The driver drove the car to the main entrance. As the car slowed down, waiting for the gate to open, a small door from the guardhouse opened instead. A person holding an umbrella came out, walked to the car, and knocked on the rear window, signaling that they had something to say.
Rong Fei Wu kept a calm face and rolled down the car window!
No matter what Rong Ling wants to say, don't let him and Xiao Zhu become enemies!
"But that man said, 'Let me pass on a message to you. He says: how long the little devils outside can kneel, I will treat him that well in the future. Make it clear to that little devil, everything depends on his performance.'"
After saying that, the man nodded at Rong Fei Wu, held up his umbrella, and returned to the security booth with ease.
Rong Fei wu naturally understood the implication in Rong Ling's words in an instant. He was immediately delighted, but then he thought about how Rong Ling had just so openly revealed his displeasure towards him, completely denying his relationship with Xiao Zhu. This delight of his was significantly dampened!
The door swung open quickly, and Rong Feiwu's car drove out. Rong Feiwu instructed the driver to park on one side, got out of the car himself, and stood before Rong Henduo. The driver worriedly wanted to hold up an umbrella again, but was refused by Rong Feiwu once more.
Rain splashed against his face, but he didn't blink, his gaze fixed on his great-grandson. Rong Hengduo tilted his face up, his eyes wide open, trying hard to stare at the rain as it beat down.
"Your uncle said that the longer you can kneel, the better he will treat you in the future. Doudou, you have to keep going, you have to try your best!"
Fei's hand shot out, clamping down hard on Hengduo's head.
Yong Hengduo let out an "Mmm," his eyes were glistening, but it was impossible to tell if he was crying or not at this moment. It was unclear if what slid down his cheeks was rain or tears. He bent down and bowed again to Yong Feiwu, but Yong Feiwu quickly stopped him.
"Tuo Tuo, grandpa didn't do anything. Everything depends on your own efforts. Listen to grandpa, a man has gold under his knees, it's not easy to kneel down to others. This kowtow thing is even more important to be cautious and careful. After winning this battle, in the future, you must be self-respecting, learn from your uncle well!"
"Well, DuoDuo understands!"
My stomach was empty and my body had little strength, but Rong Hengduo tried his best to shout these words out loud, showing his extreme determination!
Feng Feiwu then gave a smile, turned and drove away. |
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