Aunt Ying sighed: "The old lady needs to rest now and doesn't want to be disturbed. This is what she meant. Yiqing, please don't make things difficult for me."
Rong Yiqing clenched and unclenched his fists several times before he seemed to give in: "... I understand."
Yang Jiaxin stepped forward and said, "Can't we all go up? We are all very worried about the old lady. We will feel uneasy if we don't go up and take a look."
Aunt Ying still shook her head: "The old lady said she wanted to be alone."
Finally, it was Rong Yan who spoke: "Let's go first and let grandma have a good rest."
His words were always convincing, and everyone else agreed.
In the end, Rong Yan stayed in the old house to look after Xu Youlan, while everyone else went back.
Rong Yun didn't go back, so this time the family driver came to pick her up. Rong Yiqing thought it was troublesome to keep calling her back and forth: "Sister-in-law, let me take you home. It's on my way."
Meng Yao thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Rong Yiqing was feeling a little down on the road. When the car stopped at a red light, he could no longer hold back and said in frustration, "Sister-in-law, what do you think of grandma's condition? Why are you suddenly not letting us in?"
He paused, his eyes firm as he said, "After sending my sister-in-law home, I will go back to the old house again."
"Do you think grandma doesn't like me... She thinks I'm too noisy and that's why she doesn't let me go up?" He lowered his eyebrows and spoke in a weak voice.
There was the sound of a car horn from behind, the light had turned green, and Rong Yiqing drove away.
Meng Yao opened her eyes and looked at his back: "Don't think too much, grandma will be fine, and it's impossible that she doesn't like you."
"If you are worried, you should go back and take a look, so as not to worry."
In Meng Yao's memory, Xu Youlan attended the wedding of Meng Qingqing and Rong Yiqing in the finale of the book and was in good health. So Xu Youlan would be fine.
Maybe it was because Meng Yao’s eyes were too calm, but Rong Yiqing felt that his restless heart was soothed a little.
The car finally stopped at the villa. Rong Yiqing often came here and was very familiar with the layout here. He got out of the car and helped Meng Yao open the door: "Sister-in-law, we're here."
"Yiqing, thank you for your hard work."
“It’s not hard, it’s not hard.”
"Sister-in-law... Tell me, am I really useless? From the time I was born till now, I have never been a worry to my family. People outside secretly call me a 'brother-dependent'. I know I am useless and can only rely on my brother for everything. Grandma is worried about me. It's all because I am too noisy that makes her so worried."
He had his head slightly lowered, looking dejected, like some large, furry dog.
"Why do you think so? Who says you don't have the ability? You have been shining on the screen recently and gained so much popularity. It's not just because of your brother, right? Identity will be a plus for you, but it won't have an absolute impact on you. Have you ever noticed the way your fans look at you? Are they fanatically worshipping you?"
"If you feel that your strength is not enough, then practice more. One day you will be satisfied."
Rong Yiqing blinked slightly, as if he had an epiphany.
Meng Yao coughed twice and felt his throat a little dry. It turned out that as a rough man, he was not suitable to persuade others, especially this kind of long-winded persuasion.
Rong Yiqing raised his head and said firmly: "Sister-in-law, you are right. I shouldn't be so depressed."
Seeing that he had regained his energy, Meng Yao nodded: "If you want to go back to the old house, go ahead."
"good!"
*
Old House
"Uncle Ye, how is grandma?" Rong Yu saw Ye Lin walking out of Xu Youlan's room and took a few steps forward.
Ye Lin was hunched over, and his apprentice behind him helped him hold the medicine box.
He stroked his beard and said, "Don't worry, it's just that my excitement triggered my old illness. I'll be fine after a good rest."
Rongyun felt a little relieved, and Aunt Hong went ahead to see Ye Lin off.
Rong Yan stayed outside for a moment, and finally decided to guard the door.
There was a high probability that Xu Youlan was angered by Rong Zhen, and she was weak and needed to rest.
Thinking of Rong Zhen, a cold light flashed across Rong Wei's eyes.
*
Rong Yan stayed in the old house for a few days, and Meng Yao saw him again when she visited him on the set.
"Why did you come here suddenly? Aren't you very busy?"
"I missed you." He said frankly.
There were quite a few people around, including the assistant who was following her, and many staff members walking around. Meng Yao inexplicably felt her face getting hot.
"How's grandma doing lately?"
Rong Yan said slowly: "It's much better now..."
Somehow, Meng Yao always felt that there seemed to be some depression hidden between Rong Yan's handsome brows, as if he was worried about something.
She thought about it and said, "Are you worried about something?"
“Not really.”
Rong Yan's arrival was not a good opportunity, as Meng Yao had a scene about to start filming and the schedule was tight.
Rong Yan adjusted her costume for her, his fingertips resting on her cheek for a moment, and he said, "Go and get busy."
At the assistant's urging, Meng Yao turned back and said, "You go back first. I'll go home in the evening."
"Don't worry, I'll wait for you here." After saying that, he sat calmly on a bench.
Meng Yao looked back at him twice, then went to continue the show.
Xiao Song did not leave with Meng Yao, but packed up Meng Yao's luggage on the spot.
Meng Yao is often restless and doesn't stay in the RV. She likes to set up a temporary tent and sit down to enjoy the cool air and the scenery.
There are many mosquitoes in the summer, so insect repellent and a bunch of other miscellaneous things are indispensable.
Suddenly a deep voice sounded:
"Are you Yaoyao's assistant?"
Xiao Song put down the object in his hand, looked in the direction of Rong Yan, and then hurried over: "Yes, Mr. Rong, I am Sister Meng's assistant."
Every time he looked into his eyes, Xiao Song admired Rong Yun more and more. This face and this temperament were worthy of being his idol since college.
"You stay with her every day?"
"Almost... if there is a work arrangement."
Rong Yun nodded slightly: "Is Ling Xiao on the set?"
Xiao Song was confused by the question: "Ling Xiao...?"
"That's the Ling Xiao you were thinking of."
"Oh... Mr. Ling, he was on this set, and I think he was a special guest. I can't remember exactly. Mr. Rong, is there anything you're asking about this?"
Rong Yan's lips tightened unconsciously, and he pretended to be nonchalant: "Ling Xiao often comes to see me..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a figure walking towards him from a distance. The other person was wearing a high-end suit and the gentle smile on his lips froze slightly.
Rong Yan stood up and walked over.
"Ah'an, come to see Xiaoyao?"
Rong Yan didn't reply: "Do you come here often?"
"Not really. She comes over occasionally to see me. She doesn't seem to like chatting with me."
Rong Yan's gaze stayed on him for a moment: "Let's go, let's talk."
(End of this chapter)