Chapter 186: Experience is the key, Mrs. Zhan’s trump card
As soon as Zhan Hengyi said this, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Rong Qianming looked at Zhan Hengyi with a gloomy look in his eyes.
Zhan Hengyi's eyes became darker, and he stared at Rong Qianming with a sense of oppression.
The room was completely silent.
"Ah, help, help!" At this moment, a woman's cry for help suddenly came from the backyard of Prince Rong's Mansion, breaking the silence of the restaurant.
Prince Rong frowned and called out to the servant outside, "What's going on in the backyard?"
"Prince Rong, the butler is beating his wife in his room! No matter who we try to persuade him, he won't stop. He has locked the door. Why don't you go over and take a look? If you don't stop him, the butler might beat his wife to death!" The servant said anxiously.
Prince Rong frowned and flicked his sleeves, "Everyone, please take a seat first. I'll go to the back room to take a look."
The butler has taken care of Prince Rong for decades, and Prince Rong has long treated him as a family member, so he cannot ignore him now.
Rong Qianming followed his father out.
When everyone saw this, they all stood up and followed him to the backyard.
Two servants were banging on the butler's door. "Butler, butler, please talk nicely. Stop hitting me, stop hitting me!"
Screams and kicking sounds were heard from the housekeeper's room.
Prince Rong roared, "Kick the door open, quickly!"
At Prince Rong's command, the servants dared to step back and kicked the door open together.
Prince Rong walked in quickly, and everyone followed him in.
The butler looked like he had gone mad, and his wife's face was covered in blood. Even though everyone came in, he showed no intention of stopping.
He punched his wife one after another.
The servants rushed over and grabbed the butler.
Prince Rong yelled angrily, "Butler, what are you doing? You've been married since childhood and have always had a good relationship. Why on earth did you beat him up like this today?"
The butler struggled desperately to break free from the two servants' grasp, his eyes filled with rage, and he seemed to have not heard Prince Rong's questions at all...
He seemed to be oblivious to everyone in the room, and picked up the things that had been packed up on the side.
Rong Qianming walked over, "Butler? Butler? What's wrong with you?" He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the butler's eyes.
The butler walked out as if he couldn't see anything at all.
Nan Chengcheng looked at the butler strangely. He was not possessed by evil spirits, nor was he possessed by ghosts.
At this moment, she suddenly noticed a letter on the table in the butler's bedroom.
I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but the moment Rong Qianming turned around, his elbow knocked over the burning candle in the candlestick on the table.
The candle fell at an angle onto the letter, which instantly caught fire and was soon burned to ashes. The wooden table also caught fire.
Rong Qianming looked at the servant, "What are you still standing there for? Why don't you bring some water to put out the fire?"
“Oh, yes!”
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Several servants in the house hurried to fetch water to put out the fire, and for a moment no one stopped the housekeeper.
The butler rushed out with the servant in his arms.
Rong Qianming tried to pull him, but he raised his hand with brute force, pushed Rong Qianming away, and ran away.
He ran out of Prince Rong's Mansion and disappeared quickly into the dark night.
Prince Rong was bewildered as he watched the two maids help the housekeeper's wife, whose face was covered in blood, to her feet. He asked, "Sister-in-law, why did he hit you?"
The wife raised her hand with difficulty to wipe the blood off her face and said weakly, "I don't know. I just went into the room to call him for dinner, and when I came in, I saw him hurriedly packing his things, so I asked him where he was going...
He rushed over and hit me. I have lived with him all my life, and he has never fought with me. This is the first time.
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