Rong Zhenye's breathing gradually steadied, and he waved his hand, "Continue."
"Dad, but you..." Rong Ye expressed concern.
"I'm fine, the meeting continues."
Rong Zhenye said with authority, his eyes sweeping over Rong Zi Chen, his expression complex.
Upon hearing these, Rong Ye sighed in relief. If the meeting ended today, it would be one more day before he could grasp the real power. Each day without the inheritance was a day of unrest for him.
Seeing that Rong Zhenye was only emotionally agitated, everyone slowly quieted down.
"Zi Chen, I'm giving you a chance to rearrange your plan."
Rong Zhenye looked at Rong Zi Chen, his flushed face made Rong Zhenye's eyes a bit sore.
Upon hearing Rong Zhenye's words, Ding Yu immediately gave Rong Zi Chen a look.
"I won't change." Rong Zi Chen declared, literally taking the breath away from Ding Yu. She thought to herself, 'It's all over, can't expect to secure the inheritance now.'
"Zi Chen, you mustn't be rash."
