Knowing she had a question, Gong Ziming added a sentence.

Rong Shang glanced at it and let out a sigh of relief.

She sat down on the beach and casually asked him, "I just left, aren't you afraid something might happen to me?"

"Aren't you afraid too?" The man chuckled and started lighting a fire with a lighter.

Rong Shang saw it and asked him, "Where did this lighter come from?"

"I asked the housekeeper for it."

Will he give it to me?

"Hmm." Gong Ziming put a tissue in and lit the fire. "I said it was what you wanted, how could he not give it to me?"

"..."

This guy.

Rong Shang's eyes flashed, and she turned to look at the sea in front of her, then fell silent.

After a while, the firewood around them burned brighter and brighter, and there was no wind around.

As the heat hit her, Rong Chang subconsciously fanned herself with her hand, trying to find some breeze.

Gong Ziming turned to look at her, put away the lighter, and finally sat down beside her.

Her position was perfect, blocking the smoke and heat that kept attacking her from the side.

"how?"

Only then did he ask, "What happened?"

Suddenly it wasn't so hot anymore. Rong Shang looked back and immediately understood.

She turned her head again and smiled.

The smile only lasted a few seconds.

"Someone was probably on drugs and wanted to find a woman to relieve his pent-up desires."

She spoke casually, but Gong Ziming frowned upon hearing it.

"who?"

"I'm not sure. The maid just said he's the second concubine's nephew."

"..." That volatile maniac?

I don't know if he knows him or not.

After Rong Chang finished speaking, she saw that his face was gloomy.

"What, you've seen it before?"

"I've seen more than just them." Gong Ziming paused as he spoke.

Rong Shang sensed there was a story behind it.

She tilted her head, rested her chin on her hand, and quietly looked at him.

Gong Ziming remained silent for a while before recounting the events of the past.

It turns out that the second concubine's nephew had a bad temper and usually didn't respect anyone.

This person likes to drink, but has a bad temper when drunk; he always gets into trouble when he's drunk.

On one occasion, after drinking, he even raped one of the villa's servants.

It was only after the second concubine intervened that the matter was brought under control.

As for Gong Ziming, he was provoked by this person time and time again, until finally he was so enraged that he had someone set fire to his residence in the middle of the night.

It is said that although the second concubine's nephew escaped, he suffered extensive facial injuries.

Even plastic surgery didn't help; she became a complete freak.

"Tsk, you're ruthless enough."

What kind of hatred or grudge could burn someone's face like that?

"What?" Gong Ziming didn't expect her to say that. "You think I'm in the wrong?"

“No, that’s not it.” Rong Chang looked down at the sand beneath her feet. “Everything has its reasons.”

"Does it count as him harassing my sister several times and attempting to force himself on her?"

"Calculate."

"Does it count if he deliberately urinates on my car knowing I have severe mysophobia?"

"..."

More than that.

This is simply unbearable.

but……

"You have obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD)?" And it's quite severe?

I can't tell.

Gong Ziming nodded and said truthfully, "It has always been there."

"Anything else?"

"He stole my things."

In fact, neither of the two things mentioned above was his reason for attacking him.

This is the last one.

"What is it?" Rong Chang asked curiously.

But he didn't say anything more.

"In short, you should stay as far away from him as possible while you're here."

This guy is now disfigured and in a state of madness. He's constantly throwing tantrums at his servants or physically assaulting them.

In fact, he had been thinking about kicking him off the island for the past few years, but the accident happened before he could take action.