As soon as she left, Gong Ziqi's expression changed.
Depend on!
This woman is really difficult to deal with.
In the evening, Gong Ziming did not go down for dinner.
When Madam Gong came to find him, he was playing video games in his room.
When asked why he wasn't eating, he said he didn't want to eat and didn't want to see those bad people.
Madam Gong knew exactly who he was talking about, but she couldn't say anything openly.
"Zimo, what do you want to eat? Mom will make it for you."
Madam Gong patted his head and spoke softly, as if she were talking to a child who was only a few years old.
But he didn't like it and shook his head to avoid her touch.
"I don't want to eat, I want to play with my sister."
Gong Ziming glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, seemingly understanding but not quite.
Madam Gong was very patient and kept trying to persuade her.
After trying to persuade him to no avail, Gong Ziming got up and wanted to kick him out.
"Ugh, aren't you annoying?"
I already said I don't want to eat anymore.
He frowned, looking impatient.
Madam Gong didn't want to upset him.
He quickly compromised, saying, "If I don't have an appetite, I won't eat. I'll have some late-night snacks later."
Gong Ziming pouted, looking at the game console in her hand.
We lost again.
He simply threw it on the ground, turned around, and said he was going to find his sister.
On such a hot day, Gong Ziming took off his shirt as soon as he got back.
Right now, Madam Gong noticed the slightly red marks on his back.
She frowned and went to touch him.
But fearing it would hurt him, she stopped abruptly. "Zimo, where did you get these injuries?"
"Injury?" Gong Ziming shook his head. "I don't know."
He opened the door, and Madam Gong followed him out.
He was still muttering, "Did someone hit you?"
No, or yes?
I don't know.
Gong Ziming is only focused on his sister right now, so he doesn't care about anything else.
Utterly helpless, Madam Gong stopped asking questions.
Just make him put on some clothes, otherwise it would be really embarrassing if word got out that he was going to find some young girl naked.
Fortunately, I listened to what she said.
Gong Ziming put on his shirt before knocking on Rong Chang's door.
Turning around, he saw Madam Gong still behind him. He frowned and urged her, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"
"Alright, I'll go." Madam Gong sighed, then smiled helplessly.
Just as I was about to leave, the door clicked open.
Rong Chang appeared at the doorway.
Upon seeing the mother and daughter, Rong Shang first greeted Madam Gong.
Then she looked at the man who was closer to her, "What's wrong?"
Gong Ziming hung his head and didn't say anything.
Madam Gong added, "He wants to play with you."
“Okay.” Rong Shang readily agreed. “Come in.”
Upon hearing this, Gong Ziming immediately nodded.
A smile appeared on his face.
Madam Gong took a deep breath.
"You guys have fun."
Before leaving, she told Rong Shang that he had no appetite and hadn't eaten dinner yet, asking her to find a way to get Gong Ziming to eat something.
Rong Chang agreed.
Enter the house.
Play games with him.
Around eight o'clock, the third concubine knocked on the door, saying she had brought her milk.
Rong Shang couldn't understand it; she wasn't familiar with this person.
Gong Ziming stopped her from opening the door as soon as he heard the noise.
Alright, Rong Chang turned off the game console.
They told Gong Ziming to be quiet, and the two of them just stayed there quietly.
They waited until the knocking on the door stopped and the footsteps gradually faded away.
Gong Ziming said, "These people are really annoying."
They keep bothering them.
Seeing his displeasure, Rong Shang smiled but said nothing.
Later they played games, of course, very ordinary games, like rock-paper-scissors.
Rong Shang said that whoever loses has to eat a bowl of noodles.
Gong Ziming readily agreed.
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