Rong Shuo was slightly stunned.
Why does Lu Zhan sound more indulgent than his brothers?
"I heard that Mr. Lu also ran the Death Track, right? You should be the most aware of the dangers involved."
"That's right, so I'm Rong Ji's coach now."
"Lu Zhan, you are harming him!" Rong Shuo was furious. How could Rong Ji be so bold? It turned out that there was someone who helped him to commit such evil!
"Second Young Master, as for the money, it's a matter between Rong Ji and me. I don't think Rong Ji wants you to get involved, so I won't be sending you the account number. I'm really sorry."
Rong Shuo hung up the phone and sighed heavily.
He couldn't even handle his own brother, let alone Lu Zhan.
What a headache!
Lu Zhan said that Rong Ji was very confused.
His chest tightened.
Was it because of the pain of losing both parents at a young age? Rong Ji was still young at that time, and when he heard the news, he couldn't understand it.
However, he kept holding the photos of his parents, smiling and calling them "Dad" and "Mom." He saw Rong Ji secretly kissing the mother in the photo.
He felt that he envied this silly brother who knew nothing and naively believed that his parents would come back.
But one day, the photos in the room disappeared, and Rong Ji's temperament became dull. Perhaps he really grew up.
I also accepted this painful fact.
When will this child grow up?
No more worries?
…
The next morning, Rong Shuo took the earliest flight back to Rongcheng.
Old Master Rong was sitting in the living room, sipping tea by himself. Seeing Rong Shuo, he asked calmly, "Are you back? Have you settled your business?"
"No, I didn't help Rong Ji withdraw from the competition."
Mr. Rong showed no anger and asked again, "Have you returned Lu Zhan's money?"
“No.”
Mr. Rong slammed his hand on the table and said, "Why don't you return it?"
Rong Shuo was stunned for a moment, not knowing why his grandfather was so angry. Compared to the competition, this matter was nothing.
"Grandpa, Rong Ji has grown up. There are many things that are beyond our control. He has his own ideas. This is a matter between him and Lu Zhan. I think it's better to let him handle it himself."
"He has ideas? What kind of ideas could he have? His head is filled with water! Have you been bewitched too?"
"People living in this world always have many hobbies. These hobbies may be considered dangerous in the eyes of others, and we may not understand why they are so keen on seeking death. However, this is their own choice."
Old Master Rong picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, looked worried, but said nothing.
"Grandpa..." Rong Shuo called out worriedly.
"Go ahead." Old Master Rong waved his hand.
"Grandpa, we should also trust Rong Ji."
Mr. Rong waved his hand again and didn't want to say anything more.
Rong Shuo felt a little distressed when he saw the old man like this.
Old Man Rong drank tea alone. After a few cups, he stood up, looked at the sky outside the door, and sighed heavily.
"Rong Ji, don't follow in your footsteps!"
"So much time has passed, and I don't want to know anything about you. You and the Rong family have no connection anymore. Is this my fault or yours?"
"Perhaps, this matter shouldn't be judged by right or wrong. In itself, there is no right or wrong. What exists is only the choice that comes from one's heart."
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