"Are you Xia Xintong?" The old man spoke slowly, his tone light. If Xia Xintong had not been strong in her heart, she would have collapsed on the ground.

"I am, may I ask you..." This is the second time Xia Xintong asked. If this time it doesn't work, she will not ask again.

"Rong Ye called me to Uncle Rong San." The old man did not answer directly, but indirectly admitted his relationship with Rong Ye and his own status.

Xia Xintong had long known Rong Ye’s extraordinaryness, but now it seems that it is not just that he is unusual, but that Rong’s family is unusual.

"May I ask, are you doing something?" When she said this, only Xia Xintong knew how much strength she had used to cross her hands behind her to avoid being weaker than being weak.

Uncle Rong San looked at Xia Xintong in front of him with a blind eye and walked forward with great force. Under this pressure, Xia Xintong subconsciously gave up. At the moment the two of them intertwined, the old man's sneered disdain came from above his head.

Unwillingness, who had been living in the Xia family for a long time, came to her heart again, but she knew in her heart that she had no power to fight back in front of this old man.

"I only have one thing to do here. I heard you are following Rong Ye now."

A word like Sui completely misjudged her that type of person, obviously not. She didn't insist on staying with Rong Ye, but she didn't know why.

"I know that for you, Rong Ye's identity, you have to try even if you are crushed to pieces. If you succeed accidentally, you will be countless wealth waiting for you, right?"

No, not like that.

"But I'm here. No matter what means a woman like you uses, there is no possibility. She understands what she should do when I'm still talking."

"If I don't understand, I don't mind using some means to make you understand."

Xia Xintong looked at the old man in front of her in disbelief. Is this what the rich man thinks? Looking at a living person is like looking at an ant.

"What do you mean?" Xia Xintong really didn't know what these so-called rich and powerful people think about the problem.

"What I mean is to let you leave Rong Ye. Is this clear enough?"

The old man looked straight at Xia Xintong, but what was presented in deep eyes was heartfelt disdain. "I heard that your father sold you to Rong Ye for business matters."

Xia Xintong's fingertips penetrated into the flesh with the ridicule in her ears, and the blood was surging inside. Her breathing was a little rapid, but she didn't let her weakness appear. No, it should be that she would not let her show her weakness in her subconscious mind.

"Although I'm sorry about your father, since it has happened, all we need to do is to look forward to see if it is. I don't know what your future plans are, but I can't let anyone leave any stain on Rong Ye's future."

Speaking of this, Uncle Rong San was clearly speaking. The two people behind him took a step forward. If Xia Xintong had any resistance, they would take action without mercy.

"Uncle Rong San, do Rong Ye know what you said to me now?"

"Do you think your existence is enough to make him turn against me?" Uncle Rong San turned his palm, as if he was rubbing something.

Xia Xintong laughed at herself, "What kind of thing is she, and she can't turn it around in front of Rong Ye, but that's fine. After all, Rong Ye also wants to know the imperial capital. Instead of tearing apart, it's better for her to be a sensible person."

"I understand, but I have something to clean up. Can I..."

"Yes." Uncle Rong San believes that he is not a person who is forced to do so, and he will not be stingy with the space he should leave for the other party.

Xia Xintong walked towards her room step by step. Since Rong Ye came back, the two of them have been sleeping together again. If she had known that the day had come so quickly, she would have...

After slowly packing up her own things, she realized that in this so-called room, she was really nothing, and her whole body was dressed by Rong Ye.

He packed his books and put them in a canvas bag, "I'm packing."

Uncle Rong San ordered his subordinates to take her away. The women in this world were all the same. There was already a Jiang Di before, so he would never allow a second Jiang Di to appear.

Rong Ye went home exhausted, but was extremely deserted. The woman who would have left him a small lamp in the living room was missing. He completed the inspection up and down without any sign of it.

"He Qing, who has been here in the villa?"

He Qing looked helpless when he received a call from his boss. Why did her life be so miserable? "Yes..."

The humble tone also made Rong Ye guess, but he didn't expect it. "Is it the third uncle?"

He Qing on the opposite side was silent, and Rong Ye was roughly guessing, but he also knew what the elder expected of him.

"Where are they now?"

“In Emgrand.”

After getting He Qing's address, Rong Ye pulled his tie and rushed to Di Hao and Uncle Rong San's room without stopping.

"Uncle San, where is the person?" Seeing Uncle Rong San savoring the tea carefully, the fragrance of tea spreading in the room, and could be smelled from a distance, and the water that was constantly boiling seemed to be covering something.

"What do you want to do when you are so anxious?"

Uncle Rong San looked at the man in front of him and could be said to have cultivated him with his majestic spirit and ruthless methods. All of them were like dragons and phoenixes among people.

Hearing that he said, Rong Ye could not see any strangeness on his face. Instead, he sat in front of Uncle Rong San, picked up a cup of tea and tasted it.

"The tea fragrance is elegant and the color is rosy, but... what a pity." Rong Ye looked at the tea surging in his hand, pretending to be deep.

Uncle Rong San didn't know the purpose of his arrival, and laughed a little, "I don't know you yet, don't beat me up with Mahazi, I'll talk about it if I have something to do."

Rong Ye repeatedly confirmed that Uncle Rong San was not abnormal before he began to say, "Uncle San, are you relieved to do things?"

Uncle Rong San looked at this inexplicable sentence carefully. As long as Rong Ye said something, there was no nonsense. There must be his reason to say it. Thinking about it this way is rare to be serious.

"She has what I want."

Uncle Rong's eyes couldn't help but floated to somewhere, thinking.

"Rong Ye, I don't care if you have anything, but what happened five years ago..."

"Uncle San, don't worry, it won't happen again." If Rong Ye had been in the past, he would not change his face even if Mount Tai collapsed, but at this moment he did not hide his hostility.

Uncle Rong San looked at the man in front of him with satisfaction, holding his hands and preparing to send tea into his mouth, but he thought of something.

"You keep Xia Xintong, it's not like you to use her as a test subject for Jiang Di."
Chapter completed!