Rong Zheng caught up with Rong Ni and patted his shoulder, solemnly saying, "Fourth brother, you need to control your emotions well during this time, and don't go racing anymore. Wait for the auction next month, I will definitely get you the Sorrow-Relieving Sachets so that you can get a good night's sleep."
Rong Ni's eyes seemed forever red with blood vessels, his dark circles were also quite heavy, his handsome face showing nothing but decadence and exhaustion. His emotions finally stabilized a bit, and he said, "I want to see Mother."
Only Mother's comfort would he listen to.
"But with your current state, aren't you afraid of scaring her?" Rong Zheng said.
Rong Ni pursed his lips in agitation and a bit of grievance, then stopped talking.
Indeed, in his current ghastly state, it wouldn't be good to appear in front of Mother, lest it affects the first impression and what if Mother ends up disliking him?
"Do I really look that bad?" Rong Ni asked seriously, furrowing his brow.
