But……
Thinking back, she realized that she had been inquiring about Sheng Changdi's whereabouts for the past two or three months.
At this moment, Rong Chang looked at her with pity and reluctance.
Some words were stuck in Rong Chang's throat; she couldn't say them, nor could she remain silent.
Actually... the truth is, Sheng Changdi is already dead.
During this time, she devoted herself entirely to the task of hunting wolves.
It was all to declare war on Feng Jue and to give the Sheng family justice.
At eight o'clock sharp, Rong Chang arrived at the Luo family's house.
The once spacious courtyard was now packed with people.
Summer weather is hot.
Several large air conditioning fans were placed next to the swimming pool.
Rong Chang has passed away.
Several acquaintances immediately came over to greet him.
She took the wine from the tray held by the maid.
He looked at the crowd in front of him.
I looked around but couldn't find Ah Liang.
Rong Shang withdrew her gaze and clinked glasses with the people opposite her.
"Uncle Fu, where's Uncle Liang?"
With her eyes slightly narrowed, Rong Shang said while drinking her wine, "Didn't he come?"
"They're here."
Yuan Fu turned around, as if searching through the crowd.
Finally, I looked towards the balcony on the second floor of the Luo family villa.
"Found it," he pointed.
“There he is.” Yuan Fu smiled helplessly. “That drunkard of his made Lao Luo find him some good wine as soon as he arrived.”
Old Zhang chimed in, "That's right, he has to have alcohol with every single meal."
Drinking alcohol is bad for your health.
If Ah Liang keeps drinking like this, he'll drink himself to death sooner or later.
I didn't get involved in their conversation.
Rong Chang looked up slightly at the balcony on the second floor in front of her.
By the light, she could vaguely see Ah Liang's flushed face.
Seeing him drink like that, Lao Luo frowned, looking quite helpless.
Even from several meters away, Rong Shang could still hear him advising A Liang, "Stop drinking. You're here today to celebrate my 60th birthday. If you drink like this, how will you celebrate with me if you get drunk?"
He wanted his wine back, but Ah Liang wouldn't let him.
He stepped aside to block Lao Luo, and as he looked down into the courtyard, he boasted, "You think I'll get drunk? Lao Luo, you're underestimating me."
"You have no idea, the last time I drank with Ah Feng, I drank seven bottles more than him and still managed to take him home."
"You were drinking with Ah Feng?" Old Luo asked, somewhat incredulous. "When did that happen?"
Ah Feng?
Rong Chang's eyes flashed, and she raised an eyebrow.
He wondered if he was referring to Sheng Linfeng.
Not long after.
A middle-aged man's hoarse voice came from afar.
Rong Shang's expression changed slightly when she heard what he said to Lao Luo.
The time Ah Liang mentioned was the night Sheng Linfeng had his accident at the Sheng family villa.
In a daze, she remembered rushing to the hospital when the accident happened.
Grandma Sheng cried in the corridor and said to the nurse, "My child would never drink alcohol. What he does is so dangerous, how could he drink alcohol?"
I knew he couldn't have been attacked for no reason.
It turns out that drinking caused the problem.
She lowered her eyes slightly.
A dangerous look in his eyes.
Not long after, Rong Shang left.
When they arrived at the villa's entrance, Lao Luo came out from inside.
Upon seeing her, he cheerfully instructed his children to greet her.
She can be called "Miss".
He was very polite in his speech.
They also acknowledged her identity.
Rong Chang's mind was not on this.
She smiled gently, very modestly, "Not at all."
"Uncle Luo, you're too kind."
He turned to his children and said something.
"Chang'an is a few years younger than my older brothers and sisters, so you can just call me Chang'an."
What young lady?
Whether you call out or not, it doesn't matter.
"Hahaha." Old Luo stroked his beard, feeling more and more gratified as he looked at her.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
