So, the slap was prepared just for him?
Is the 10 o'clock curfew set just for him?
Rong Sijin can do whatever he wants, while he has to kneel in the ancestral hall indefinitely.
"Okay." Si Jin replied, then turned her head and glanced at Rong Yihuai seemingly unintentionally, and said with a smile, "Having made such a big mistake, you shouldn't deserve to take a car back."
Rong's father was somewhat stunned: "Jinjin, you mean..."
"Oh, it's nothing." Si Jin straightened his tie and adjusted the position of the monitor clip on his tie so that Xiao Linyuan could see him at any time, giving him the best sense of security.
Then, he continued politely, "I was just mentioning it casually, I didn't mean anything by it. After all, you are the head of the family, so whatever you say goes."
All the suffering the original owner experienced could be traced back to this scumbag father.
Since that's the case, Si Jin will play along and put on a good show.
A grand drama that turns everyone in the Rong family against each other, leaving Rong's father with nothing but the ability to trust him.
After saying this, she politely greeted Mr. Rong before slowly leaving.
Rong's father was left standing there, pondering the suggestion he had just made.
How come he never noticed before that Jinjin was such a good child? She was polite, sensible, had a strong sense of justice, and was very capable.
Who gave Rong Yihuai the audacity to harm his wonderful eldest son?
The more Rong's father thought about it, the angrier he became. He simply raised his hand and slapped Rong Yihuai three more times: "Don't get in the car. Walk home with the car."
Rong Yihuai: "..."
"Dad, I..."
"If you say another word, I'll make you ride around the city in this car!" After delivering the final slap, Rong's father glared at Rong Yihuai and stepped into the car.
In the biting autumn wind, only Rong Yihuai, his face swollen, filled with hatred, panting heavily, sped alongside the car.
Damn it! It's all Rong Sijin's fault, it's all his fault. That bastard can't say anything nice, he's just trying to harm him!
He has completely lost face at home, in the whole city, and everywhere else he could possibly lose face!
No! Rong Yihuai gritted his teeth: He wouldn't let Rong Sijin be so smug; he still had a trump card up his sleeve!
… …
Si Jin sat in the car, watching Rong Yihuai's miserable state through the system as she drove towards Xiao Linyuan's villa.
Xiao Yao bought a basket of sunflower seeds and lay on the system table, cracking them open one by one: "Master, I think if I get locked up in the dark room tonight, I can watch him do his city marathon."
Si Jin smiled, shut down the system, and her stunning peach blossom eyes gleamed: This is nothing yet; his retribution is still to come.
He knew who Rong Yihuai's trump card was, yet he still laid a large trap for him.
[Hiss...] For the nth time, Xiao Yao was startled by her host's gentle and refined smile, swallowed a small melon seed, coughed lightly, and said: [My lord, I forgot to mention, Little Heavenly Lord also has a system, it seems to be able to measure your favorability towards Little Heavenly Lord.]
I know.
【(皿)】, sure enough, it's useless again QAQ.
Before the little system could finish grieving, Si Jin's order came again: "Today, you need to find a way to get that system back, modify its program, and then change it so that the increase in affection points can only be achieved through kissing."
【ah? 】
The little tiger unconsciously widened its eyes. Should it say, "As expected of an adult?"
To be able to sense the system in advance, and even think of... this kind of gameplay?
In this life, Little Heavenly Lord is a public figure. What if he needs to kiss someone to prolong his life while performing on stage?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com