Looking at Rong Zhen opposite him, who was handsome and smiling, Hu Zaishu couldn't help but feel dazed for a while.
He unconsciously looked down at his big belly, feeling as if he was in another world and a little envious.
After so many years, he has already entered middle age. Years of smoking and drinking have hollowed out his body, leaving only a bald head and a big belly.
On the other hand, Rong Zhen... Hu Zaishu lowered his head and sighed.
Rong Zhen still seems to be the boy who likes to read under the wisteria trellis. Time has not left any traces on him, but has only made his temperament more calm and experienced.
"After all these years, you still look the same as before, so I can recognize you at first sight."
Hu Zaishu was a man with good communication skills. He asked, "How have you been these past few years? I was worried about you at the beginning, because you and Yu..."
As if some taboo words were touched upon, Hu Zaishu pressed the pause button.
He smiled awkwardly: "Anyway, I was worried about you after you ran away. Now that I see you are doing so well, I feel relieved."
A complex emotion flashed across Rong Zhen's eyes, but it only lasted for a moment: "Speaking of which, I still have to thank you for your help."
Hu Zaishu laughed cheerfully, but in his heart he cursed himself for saying the wrong thing and mentioning things and people that shouldn't be mentioned.
Hu Zaishu hurriedly changed the subject and tried to make amends: "I heard that you and the Rong family seemed to have a big fight recently. How are you now? Do you need my help? I am... My management ability is not very good. The company has hardly changed in the past few years under my management..."
He then patted his chest and said, "But don't worry, we have been friends for so many years, I will definitely help you if I can!"
Rong Zhen couldn't help laughing, his peach blossom eyes curved unconsciously: "You haven't changed much from before."
He could still find in Hu Zaishu the middle school boy who was obsessed with martial arts novels and vowed to be a hero.
As he recalled the past, his eyes gradually turned cold again.
Hu Zaishu covered the back of his head and said, "I'm sorry to make you laugh. I haven't made any progress in all these years."
"You don't have to worry about me and the Rong family. I have everything under control." He kept smiling, but a cold light flashed in his eyes: "I don't want to make a big fuss with them, but there are some things that I really can't bear..."
After he finished speaking, strong hatred emerged in his eyes.
Hu Zaishu knew a lot about what happened back then and was also a participant in it. Seeing this he could only sigh.
After so many years, he really didn't expect that Rong Zhen still couldn't let go.
"Zaishu, I came here this time to ask for something else."
Hu Zaishu perked up: "Go ahead."
"I want to know... Do you know where she was married to back then? Where is she now...?" His tone was difficult, and he spoke out with difficulty between his lips and teeth.
Hu Zaishu's face was instantly filled with embarrassment and apology: "I... I was young at the time, and my father didn't tell me much. I only knew that it was a big family abroad. As for now..." He said distressedly: "Yes, it's been so many years, how is it possible that there is no news at all?"
"I didn't expect... that you haven't forgotten my cousin yet."
Rong Zhen twitched the corner of his mouth, and his face turned gloomy in an instant.
He tried to control his expression, but still showed some painful emotions: "How could I forget?"
After a few simple pleasantries, Hu Zaishu left without having time to eat, apologizing with his bloated body: "I'm so sorry, Ah Zhen, my bastard son has caused trouble again, I have to go back and clean up his mess!"
He said angrily: "I will beat him with a whip when I get back! This unfilial son!!"
"You have a son?"
Rong Zhen smiled slowly: "That's great."
Then he stood up to send him off, and he reminded him again: "I beg you, if you have any news, please tell me."
Hu Zaishu lowered his head in a hurry, unable to bear to look at his eyes, and responded casually: "Yeah, don't worry."
Rong Zhen's eyes flashed with deepness, and he said, "Thank you for your hard work."
*
As the new film shooting was approaching, Meng Yao knew that she was about to enter a very busy period, filming day and night. She stayed at home and tried her best to enjoy this leisure time.
Rong Yun went upstairs to get the documents, while Xia Yansen sat on the sofa downstairs, not far from Meng Yao.
Somehow, Meng Yao always felt that Xia Yansen's gaze unconsciously drifted towards her, especially the position of his fingers.
"What's wrong?"
The other party retracted his gaze: "It's okay."
The relationship between the two men had eased a lot, but it had not yet reached the point where they were having a great conversation.
Meng Yao curled up on the sofa and watched TV series, while Xia Yansen was looking through his phone. Neither of them interfered with the other.
Meng Yao unconsciously touched the ring in her hand. She didn't know if it was because she was paying too much attention, but she always felt very uncomfortable wearing this ring.
Meng Yao looked at it again and again, and finally took off the ring and put it on the table, but the heavy feeling in her heart did not disappear.
As soon as she put the ring on the table, she heard Xia Yansen's grief-stricken voice: "Meng Yao, what are you doing?!"
Meng Yao turned around and was slightly stunned.
Xia Yansen's expression is too sad, just like the tragic heroine in a melodrama, while Meng Yao is the scumbag who abandoned his wife and children.
"you… "
Xia Yansen ran over, picked up the ring carefully and handed it back to Meng Yao: "Do you know how much effort Brother Rong put into getting this ring? How can you waste his kindness? It's fine if you waste his kindness, but you, you know..."
His expression became more and more excited, as if Meng Yao had done something unforgivable: "Do you know how much this ring costs? Brother Rong bought it from the Jiayu Auction. It is a ring handed down from ancient Europe and is of great collectible value!"
"So valuable?" Meng Yao narrowed her eyes and looked carefully at the ring in her hand.
Why did Rong Yan give me such an expensive ring
Those seductive and sticky love words seemed to echo in her ears. Meng Yao clenched the ring in her hand, her heart suddenly in turmoil.
"That's not right, you old-fashioned guy, you just threw such a valuable ring on the table? What if you accidentally lost it? If you don't want it, just give it to me and I'll pawn it. Why are you wasting money..."
"Xia Yansen."
A familiar voice came, and Xia Yansen shuddered as if he was guilty. His legs shook twice: "Brother Rong, are you done?"
Rong Yan's eyes swept across his face and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why do you look so flustered?"
"No, I just wanted to persuade..."
Xia Yansen lowered his head and looked in the direction of Meng Yao, only to see that the ring had already been firmly worn on her hand.
It’s really fast.
(End of this chapter)