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Rong Lian pressed his lips together, glanced at Madam He, then at Rong Weijing, and gathered his courage. "Father, Concubine He is family. Why can't she dine with us?"

"She is a concubine..."

"Do not speak while eating. Whatever you wish to say can wait until after the meal." Rong Xi suddenly interrupted Rong Weijing.

Rong Weijing shot him a resentful glare and truly said no more.

Though he loathed Rong Xi, he was also wary of him.

After breakfast, Rong Weijing was just about to assert his authority as head of the household when Rong Xi spoke before him. "Aunt He, you've only just arrived. You might as well familiarize yourself with the affairs inside and outside the residence first. Elder Liu, take Aunt He around outside and introduce her to the neighbors."

Liu He naturally obeyed, respectfully leading Madam He out of the residence.

Rong Weijing: "..." He was practically choking to death with pent-up frustration!

For more than a decade, Rong Lian had grown up in the Shengjing Rong Residence. Though he pitied his birth mother, after being taught the rules, he had never dared to speak of it. Moreover, he had grown accustomed to such conventions and held no thought of resisting, nor had he realized that his birth father treated his mother so disgracefully.

But after living at Rong Residence, his way of thinking gradually changed. Once he had something to compare it with, some of his affection for Rong Weijing faded.

His heart had gone cold, and he no longer wished to pay Rong Weijing any heed.

As for Rong Weiheng, he had sold off the shops in Shengjing and saved some money. He intended to buy a shop in the county town, earn a little, and live out his days at leisure.

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