The elderly man's solemn and serious voice seemed to still echo in his ears.
Rong Fangjun stared blankly at the now-dark television, lost in thought.
The thing he least wanted to see had finally happened; Rong Zhi had become a second "Wen Diao," and she was even more ruthless than Wen Diao.
At least Wen Diao considered her position as his wife, contemplating for the Rong Family and Rong Clan.
While Rong Zhi, she only acted for herself.
Rong Fangjun lowered his gaze to his old hands, realizing for the first time the signs of age on his wrinkled face. Only at this moment did he truly understand that he was indeed old, too old to understand a young man's thoughts, too exhausted to prevent all of this.
In a daze, he seemed to feel some warm liquid drop from his eyes.
The old master Rong, who had been strong and wise his whole life, finally regretted the decision he had made.
Perhaps it was a mistake right from the beginning.
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