Gong Ziqi moved closer to him, bumped his shoulder, and grinned mischievously.
"Zimo, shall we play a game?"
"What game?" The man looked down at him, a hint of interest in his eyes.
Rong Shang tugged at his sleeve, trying to take him away.
"We didn't make it," Gong Ziqi said, "a wrestling game."
It was all planned in advance.
As soon as Gong Ziqi finished speaking, two of his brothers came up from the left and right sides, each grabbing one of his legs.
Even with her high level of vigilance, she couldn't react at this moment.
With a loud bang.
The hem of her dress slipped from her hands.
Gong Ziming was lifted up by the three of them and then thrown to the ground.
The rough ground was full of small stones, and Gong Ziming accidentally bumped his back on one of them, wincing in pain.
Rong Shang's expression changed, and she rushed forward, forcefully shoving the three brothers aside. "What are you doing?!"
Several concubines laughed on the side.
The housekeeper coughed a few times as if to make a sound, and when they turned around and saw him, their arrogance subsided somewhat.
"Zi Mo." Rong Chang bent down and helped him up.
The man kept his mouth tightly shut, clearly unhappy.
At this moment, the butler interjected, "Young masters, please stop bullying the third young master."
The old man just left, how could they do this?
Gong Ziqi was annoyed when he heard this.
"Butler, we don't like hearing that. How can this be called bullying?"
He patted Gong Ziming on the shoulder before saying, "We were clearly just playing along with him."
With a crisp slap, the woman delivered a blow to his hand, causing him to pull his hand back in pain, leaving the back of his hand bright red.
He wanted to explode, but when he looked up and saw the woman's beautiful face, his anger vanished instantly.
The second concubine was naturally unhappy to see her son being beaten.
She was cursing and swearing, and was about to cause trouble for Rong Shang, but fortunately she was stopped by her two sisters.
Otherwise, Rong Shang would have liked to teach her a lesson.
"Let's go."
She patted his slightly dirty clothes on the back, then turned around and pulled him away.
The butler followed from behind.
As we passed by the concubines, their faces all wore sour expressions.
The second concubine glared at Rong Shang.
In the evening, Rong Shang escorted Gong Ziming back to his room.
I ran into the housekeeper when I came out.
The old man had a gentle, kind smile on his face. He nodded first to greet her.
Then he said, "Miss Yun, please take care of the Third Young Master."
Apart from the wife, none of the concubines were kind-hearted.
The housekeeper wanted to remind her not to get too close to these people.
Otherwise, you'll be the one who suffers.
Rong Shang understood, and she replied, "Thank you."
When she returned to her room, she saw Gong Ziqi at the door.
He was holding a bouquet of flowers, and when he saw her return, he immediately stuffed the flowers into her arms.
The thorns on the flower pricked her fingertips, and Rong Chang subconsciously threw it to the ground.
Gong Ziqi's expression changed, "..."
He stood blocking her doorway, and Rong Shang had to pass him to get in.
Suddenly, I didn't want to go back to my room.
I looked outside and saw that the sun had set.
Rong Chang simply left.
As she walked past him, Gong Ziqi reached out and grabbed her arm.
Rong Shang frowned and shoved him away.
"Yunxi, are you being so disrespectful?"
He picked these flowers himself, but she threw them on the ground without even glancing at them.
Rong Shang turned around and sneered, "Who are you?"
It was clearly meant to mock him.
The man then answered, "Gong Ziqi, the fourth young master of the Gong family."
Rong Shang replied indifferently, "Oh."
She laughed at him, "What does that have to do with me?"
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