Chapter 219: Chapter 219

Early the next morning, while still in a dream, Rong Zhi received a call from Lu Zhao saying that Rong Fangjun had fainted and was taken to the hospital.

She didn’t want to go initially, but the hospital where Rong Fangjun was admitted happened to be the same one as He Songzhi’s, so she had no choice but to change clothes and go.

Quite coincidentally, the two of them had adjacent wards.

Rong Zhi first went to check on He Songzhi’s condition.

On the bed, the woman’s gentle face now showed signs of defeat and despair. Hearing a noise, she lifted her head, her bewildered eyes slowly focusing, looking at the young girl and whispered hoarsely, "Zai Zai."

Rong Zhi’s brow furrowed deeply.

Fu Yaoyao peeked out from behind her, sweetly calling out, "Aunt He~"

She tugged Rong Zhi’s sleeve and walked lightly to He Songzhi’s bedside, then snuggled onto He Songzhi, looking up and hugging her waist, saying in slight surprise, "Aunt He is thinner."

He Songzhi raised her hand slightly to stroke her hair, laughing gently, "Not thinner, fatter indeed."

Fu Yaoyao subtly wrapped her fingers around He Songzhi’s wrist, then shook her head at Rong Zhi.

Rong Zhi sighed inwardly and asked her to stay with He Songzhi for a while before turning to the next ward.

The place was much livelier than He Songzhi’s side, with several elders of the Rong Family present. As she entered the room, their complex and angry eyes all focused on her.

Ying Man rushed over, attempting to grab Rong Zhi’s collar, shouting, "You still dare to come, after harming Meng Meng like that!"

The provincial-level math competition was just a day away, and if Rong Meng couldn’t get out of bed by tomorrow, it would mean giving up the competition automatically, wasting all her previous efforts.

Rong Zhi’s kick was truly vicious, directly resulting in Rong Meng’s ruptured intestines. She still could only stay in bed eating liquid food.

Rong Xian’an frowned and tightly held Ying Man’s arm, preventing her from moving, while Ying Man seemed completely deranged. Seeing the future of the daughter she had doted on for eighteen years about to be ruined, she couldn’t care about being calm!

"Aren’t you a doctor, aren’t you great, then why don’t you save your sister?! What wrong did she do for you to attack her so viciously? Are you even human?!"

"Why should I save her."

Facing Ying Man’s unreasonable angry accusations, the young girl was exceptionally calm, almost coldly indifferent.

She pulled a chair with great composure and sat beside Rong Fangjun’s bed, raising her chin slightly, casting a careless glance at Ying Man, a faint smile tugging at her lips, seemingly mocking, "Who is she to me."

Ying Man suddenly froze.

Rong Xian’an’s gaze turned dark, staring intently at the young girl, and spoke in a low tone, "I know you have grudges in your heart, but now is not the time for jokes. Whatever issues there are, let’s talk after you heal Meng Meng."

Rong Zhi’s brows rose, as if hearing something amusing, the mocking smirk on her lips couldn’t be suppressed, an indifferent layer of irony in her eyes, "Oh, fine, but I have a rule for treatment."

Rong Xian’an pressed his lips, "What?"

"I don’t treat worthless things," she leisurely rubbed her knuckles, "Funny coincidence, your Miss Rong, just happens to be a worthless thing to me."

One reference to ’your family’, one to ’mine’, dividing herself completely from the Rong Family.

Rong Fangjun even disregarded the mockery in Rong Zhi’s words, his pupils constricting slightly in some tension as he began to speak, "Rong Zhi..."

Before he finished his sentence, he covered his throat, coughing uncontrollably, the room filled with Ying Man’s angry curses and his coughing, while the young girl sat stably, like someone outside the drama, coolly observing the entire scene.

Composed and calm as always.

Until the drama ended, she stood up.

Rong Xian’an’s lips pressed into a straight line, silent for a moment before ultimately speaking nothing.

That evening, Lu Zhao came to find Rong Zhi in He Songzhi’s ward, only to be informed that Rong Zhi had returned home.

He then found Yao Guang, the driver who initially transported Rong Zhi, and Yao Guang took him to the Huqing District.

After receiving the call, Rong Zhi went downstairs to meet him.

Lu Zhao stood at the apartment entrance without going inside, smiling at the young girl, his gaze warmly tracing the stunning, exotic features of the young girl’s visage, soon sighing with some sentiment, "The Third Young Master and the Old Madam truly look alike."

Her gender changed, yet the appellation remained unchanged.

Rong Zhi was silent, hands in pockets, low mutter.

This wasn’t the first time she had heard such words.

On many occasions, whether it was Rong Fangjun, Rong Xian’an, or others, when looking at her, they seemed to be seeing through her, seeing another person—the one said to look greatly similar to her grandmother.

Lu Zhao didn’t mind her indifference, speaking freely, starting with when Wen Diao entered the Rong household, and how Wen Diao was so glorious back then, later becoming intimidated by Rong Fangjun, her death was a result everyone was eager to see unfold.

The Rong Family’s rule of not letting women touch family affairs, not allowing women to interfere in company matters, was set by Rong Fangjun.

So when it was heard that Rong Zhi was a male, Rong Fangjun called for a challenge on the spot, without even verifying other information, determining her as a boy.

The Rong Family couldn’t bear a second Wen Diao.

Lu Zhao raised his head, eyes seemingly reddened, staring at the young girl with a nostalgic tone, "Not long after the Old Madam passed away, the Old Man regretted it. Regardless of how forceful the Old Madam was, she was still his wife, and he was the one blinded by profit." ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel✦fire.net

However, there is no medicine for regret.

Wen Diao had long been resting in peace.

Rong Fangjun for life could only live with regret.

And Rong Zhi, being his second great regret.

Should not have, for selfish desires, negated Rong Zhi’s first eighteen years, and continue to restrict her for the rest, demanding she live under his control.

Rong Zhi glanced upward slightly, a faint voice, "Housekeeper Lu, do you have anything further."

Lu Zhao paused, rendered speechless by the young girl’s cold response, "No, no more."

"Alright, I’ll walk you out."

Lu Zhao instinctively nodded, then shook his head, attempting to say more, but as his gaze caught the refined lines of the young girl’s jaw, with her indifferent expression, he swallowed everything back.

Only upon reaching the community gate did Lu Zhao abruptly turn, shoving something into the young girl’s hands, "Third Young Master, this is from the Old Man, whether you choose to stay or leave, the Rong Family will not obstruct."

His voice trembled uncontrollably, "The Old Man only hopes... you can forgive him, recognize him as your grandfather."

Lu Zhao finished, not giving the young girl a chance to throw the item back, swiftly jumping into Yao Guang’s car.

Rong Zhi lowered her eyes, picking up the piece of lustrous jade.

Carved into twin figures playing with a lotus, lifelike.

Yet the piece in her hand was only half; the other half presumably in Rong Meng’s possession.

Perhaps, back then, they had been anticipating her birth.

Unfortunately, all such anticipation, in the six months following her return, was crushed by them inch by inch.

Rong Zhi squeezed at the orb the twins encircled playfully, exerting a little force, and the orb frayed at her fingertips with spider-like cracks.

The twins parted ways.

She placed the shattered jade piece into her pocket, turning expressionlessly.

Perhaps due to the large recent movements by the Rong Group, news regarding the Rong Group suddenly surged.

As Rong Zhi secured the national CSS project, along with Rong Qichuo and the Jin Family’s collaboration, the Rong Group’s stock price soared crazily.

However, last week when Rong Zhi left the Rong Group with the CSS project, a large amount of negative commentary exploded.

Experts spoke out, claiming the Rong Group manipulated concepts, speculated stocks, and deceived shareholder sentiments; analyses followed, ultimately tracing all incidents back to Rong Zhi.