Tiandong City's finest private hospital, the old Xiao Family Head was still unconscious.
Outside the emergency room where Xiao Yibo's grandfather was being treated, Xiao Yibo suddenly turned around with a somewhat helpless look at Zhou Rong, who seemed to be following him like a shadow.
Ever since Yang Xiao left yesterday, Zhou Rong had been closely following him at every moment, and it had been almost two days and one night by now, as if he were a thief rather than some Xiao family young master.
This annoyed Xiao Yibo greatly, but he couldn't show his annoyance to Zhou Rong.
Accustomed to pretending, he had no desire to clash with Zhou Rong at this time.
Despite some thoughts in his mind that Zhou Rong's behavior might be due to something Yang Xiao had said to him.
But Zhou Rong was, after all, the Xiao Family's butler, his grandfather's confidant, and the Xiao Family's true power broker in every sense of the word.
