Rong Qingtian was more worried about Rong Cheng's health. Rong Cheng immediately followed his father's instructions and took a few steps.
But after taking a few steps, he was dumbfounded. Eh? Why did it work again?
He clearly couldn't control his steps just now, so why did it suddenly work again?
Everyone saw this scene. Some people began to cough lightly, while others looked like they were watching a show.
"This..." Rong Cheng was a little dumbfounded. "How am I fine again? I clearly felt that my hands and feet were no longer mine!"
Rong Qingtian heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that his son was fine. However, when he thought of what had happened previously, he frowned again. Rong Cheng's body was fine. In other words, he was clearly making a scene without reason!
"Hehe, Third Young Master Rong, it's fine if you can't dance well, but you can't just frame me. Are you sure...? You're here to apologize to me?"
