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Rong Mo suddenly raised his eyes. The model truly lifted with the wind, trembling and wavering as it glided smoothly through the air for a stretch before gradually descending.

It had succeeded!

He was so excited that he panted heavily. Though the effect was slight, it had indeed soared through the air for a brief moment.

"Excellent." Rong Xi praised him, encouragement written across his face.

Rong Mo suddenly turned his head, his eyes brimming with gratitude.

The others applauded and cheered, marveling at it greatly.

"Who knows where the model landed?" Liu Zishi said with an honest smile. "Young Master, I'll go find it."

"I'm coming too!"

Everyone headed in the direction where the model had descended. After searching for a long time, they finally retrieved it from a tall tree.

Unfortunately, the model had been scraped and damaged by the branches, leaving it looking rather bedraggled.

With their excitement spent, they returned to the residence. Yet upon reaching its gates, they sensed something strange.

Qin Ke summoned a guard. Once the guard appeared, he reported, "Young Master Rong's father and uncle arrived at the residence at a quarter past three in the afternoon."

Rong Lian froze. "Father has returned?"

"You may withdraw," Qin Ke ordered.

After the guard left, everyone looked toward Rong Xi.

Rong Xi's expression remained unchanged. He calmly stepped into the residence and headed for the main hall. Qin Ke had no intention of meddling in the Rong family's affairs and returned to his room alone.

In the main hall, a man sat upright on the mat, his face somewhat haggard. The moment he saw Rong Xi, his gaze became indescribably complicated.

A beautiful, gentle-looking woman stood beside him. She was Madam He.

Second Uncle Rong Weiheng immediately rose to his feet and looked at