Rong Gongzi was a little aggrieved, and he dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak.

Recently, people in the media have nothing to report except digging up small materials to get by.

Suddenly, someone in the work group posted photos and listened to the news that kept playing, and it was conceivable that there was a big melon.

Then, a little bit to watch.

it!

What a big melon.

But who would dare to send it.

Who dares! That's Rong Shao! Who the doesn't want to eat, dare to blow up these ugly photos of him.

People who mix with the media know that there are a few people in Jingzhou who can't be easily offended, the brothers and sisters of the Rong family are the first, the Xie family's President Xie, and the second lady of the Qiao family who does not go out of the boudoir all the year round, these are the blacklist of the media industry, and they can only explode some innocuous trivial things.

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Rongguan Mountain's residence is in the back mountain, independent courtyards, antique buildings, rare podocarpus trees are planted in the courtyard, that is the old man's favorite one, after hearing that the old man of the Xie family was blown up by Xie He, since then the old man Rong has also forbidden children to come in.

Over time, it was very quiet, and there was little movement.

In the early years, the Rong family was also prosperous, but it did not uphold the concept of external and internal affairs, which also led to the fact that the living descendants of the Rong family today only have Rong Wen who has not returned for a long time, and the grandchildren are Rong Huaijing and Rongqi, and the rest, no one knows, and no one dares to mention it in front of the Rong family.

The white marble paved road is swept spotlessly, and the surrounding flowers and plants are carefully cared for, the closer to the inside, the more Buddha fragrance overflows.

There are red lanterns hanging on both sides of the mahogany corridor, which is the only warm color, and there is snow drifting, white and red are commensurate, the air is filled with a thin mist, the tiles splash water droplets, there is a kind of hazy smoke and rain ink painting, one by one.

At the door of the wood-carved gate, a man and a woman, both dressed in black, beautiful women and handsome men, extremely eye-catching, make people involuntarily follow.

"Miss." The maid ran over to hold an umbrella for her, but was stopped by the gentleman with a good face beside her.

She couldn't help but secretly glance at her, beautiful bones, skin like jade, warmth in her eyes, through the hazy smoke and rain, this skin is stunning, she is the first time she has seen someone who looks better than the young master, her temperament is calm and elegant, the key is to protect the young lady wholeheartedly.

It seems that it is my uncle, I don't dare to look any more, so I hurriedly retreated.

Rong Qi only asked, "Where is Grandpa?" "The look has returned to normal.

Chi Yan took her hand and held an umbrella for him, and he didn't care if the corners of his clothes were dyed with fine snow.

The servant didn't dare to look up: "The master is in the study." ”

In the study, he is practicing calligraphy, which is one of Mr. Rong's hobbies.

She nodded, indicating that she understood, "Let's go down." ”

For here, Rong Qi came a lot, when she was young, she and Rong Huaijing were often called to the study to practice calligraphy.

She also knows a little about Buddhist scriptures.

The study is also made in the antique form, the door is wide open, the wind blows in, a few pieces of paper are flying, and a slender hand catches it.

"Wait for me here."

Chi Yan stopped, put away the umbrella, and helped her brush off the snow particles on her shoulders, and the love in her eyes couldn't be covered: Okay, call me if you have something.

"Hmm."

After she entered, Chi Yan took a step outside.

Rong Qi didn't want him to know those secrets, he knew, but followed her choice.

The whole study is covered with paper, Rong Guanshan has not stopped writing, and the pen is still like a god.

"What? People won't scream anymore? ”

Rong Qi put down the paper and shouted lightly: "Grandpa." ”