Rong Wanwan's neck felt as if it was being strangled by something; she struggled to breathe with every word she uttered, her teeth and tongue trembling continuously, making her words unclear.
Originally wearing a smile, Rong Zhonghai's face froze upon hearing the news; even the beauty in his arms no longer seemed appealing.
"You... how could you mess things up like this??"
"Dad, think of something quick!!"
"Alright, alright, I got it. Stop crying. You need to hide right away, don't let anyone see you!!"
"I understand..."
After hanging up the phone, Rong Zhonghai was consumed with worry, and he downed the cup of wine in front of him in one gulp.
What should he do now?
Could it be that he was left only to wait for death?
Indeed, Rong Shengsheng was a disaster, only bringing trouble and misfortune to the Rong Family.
Someone asked him, "Old Rong, you look pale. Is something the matter?"
