Even if the Emperor himself came, it wouldn't make a difference.

"This is my home."

He is the young master of the Gong family. What right does he have to let a butler and a lover boss him around?

He pushed past the butler and was about to rush inside.

Suddenly, he called in several bodyguards, who all grabbed him.

Gong Ziqi frowned, his anger rising even more. "What do you mean?"

"Old Jiang, who are you? How dare you lay a hand on me?"

"I wouldn't dare." Old Jiang was afraid of angering him, so he spoke in a relatively polite manner. "Fourth Young Master, I'm just an employee. Please don't make things difficult for me."

"Difficult?" Gong Ziqi sneered.

He looked up at the people in the room; everyone was watching the spectacle, and no one was willing to speak up for him.

His gaze turned colder.

Gong Ziqi lowered his eyes and said, "Fine, I'll go stay next door."

"When my dad gets back, I'll have him fire you."

"Okay, I'll be ready anytime." Old Jiang wasn't afraid of what he said at all.

He nodded and then gestured to his men with his eyes.

Soon, Gong Ziqi was taken away by them.

Rong Shang had just come downstairs at that time.

She inadvertently met Gong Ziqi's gaze.

The other party was taken aback.

In just a few seconds, their eyes met.

Rong Shang walked to Old Jiang's side, somewhat wary, "Why is he back at this time?"

"I don't know either." Old Jiang turned to look at her and reminded her, "Miss Yun, the visitors are not friendly. You must be careful."

"I know."

...

The next day, Rong Shang woke up early and heard from the servants around Madam Gong that Gong Ziqi had called several servants over to serve him in the morning.

He also said that he needed song and dance performances to keep him company while he stayed next door for the next few days.

Even Rong Chang wanted to laugh when she heard that.

This guy really knows how to enjoy life.

However, Rong Shang was very wary of his appearance.

He thought to himself, "Could it be that she's seen the second concubine and is here to avenge her?"

I spent the whole afternoon at the villa.

During that time, Rong Shang met with Lao Jiang, who was in a hurry and didn't know where he was going.

I only found out later when I asked him that he was in a hurry to arrange a performance for Gong Ziqi that afternoon.

There must also be alcohol and meat on site.

Old Jiang shook his head helplessly as he recounted this story.

Rong Shang could tell that Gong Ziqi had really worn him out.

After dinner, Rong Chang went upstairs to take a bath.

I only saw the missed calls on my phone after I finished showering.

It was Gong Ziming calling.

She called him last night, and his assistant said he was in a meeting until now.

I suppose they're too busy to leave.

Rong Shang dried her hair and slapped him back.

As a result, it showed that the device was turned off.

Uh, this...

What a coincidence.

She tried calling again every few minutes, but each time the phone was switched off.

I'm not playing anymore.

Rong Chang went for a walk on the beach.

When Gong Ziming was acting foolish, he liked to come here to relax.

He's fine now.

Rong Shang felt happy for him.

But sometimes I feel a little lonely.

Because he was just too busy.

I've had very little time to see him or talk to him lately.

Last night, Madam Gong came to see her and asked her what her plans were for the future with Gong Ziming.

Rong Shang couldn't answer for a moment.

Well, they're not even boyfriend and girlfriend yet.

Regarding what Madam Gong said, the two should find an auspicious day to finalize their marriage.

She simply couldn't answer.

In November, the wind blowing by the sea was a bit chilly.

Rong Shang didn't wear an extra coat when she came out.

With the sea breeze blowing, she couldn't help but rub her hands together; her fingertips were still a little cold.

As I walked further ahead, someone suddenly appeared behind me.

Before she could turn around, the other person took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.