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Jiang Meiqi really didn’t want to say anything, but she couldn’t hold it in anymore and blurted out, “You know he’s been keeping a mistress out there, and she’s given him a son. I’ve ignored him over these years, but now he’s gotten completely out of hand!”
Rong Weiwei was aware that Rong Nanfeng had a mistress on the side, but she wasn’t as agitated as Jiang Meiqi. How many men in wealthy families didn’t have someone else on the side? Not everyone was like Shi Mufeng, completely devoted to her without fooling around. It was quite normal for Rong Nanfeng to have someone on the side; if it weren’t for the illegitimate child Rong
Nanfeng had with that mistress, she wouldn’t have been able to easily drive Rong Yan out five years ago.
After all, without a son of his own, Rong Yan would have been the only daughter of the Rong Family.
How could Rong Nanfeng bear to let her have his daughter’s status? It was only because he had a biological son that he didn’t care!
“Actually, it’s because I’m not good enough. Dad doesn’t like me, and that’s why you keep arguing with him on my behalf. It led to Dad being entangled by some indecent woman outside…” She bit her lip, her head hanging down, her mood low, and even her voice carried a nasal tone.
Jiang Meiqi was originally still angry about Rong Nanfeng, but now her attention was fully on her daughter. Grasping her shoulders, she turned around to comfort her instead, “It’s not your fault that your dad and I argue, don’t overthink it. He’s doing it on purpose to pick fights with me. You’re already very good and outstanding, mom has always been proud of you.”
Rong Weiwei, as if she had suffered a great wrong, suddenly plunged into her arms and started to sob, “Mom, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. Maybe I should just quit the entertainment industry, that way sister won’t have friction with the family anymore, and won’t… won’t…”
She was crying so hard she couldn’t catch her breath, unable to finish her sentence.
Jiang Meigi patted her back while trying to contain her anger, “Quit what? If anyone should quit, it should be her. Stop crying, it hurts mom to see you . I’ll think of a way to get you more resources. I’ll talk to your dad about investing in your movie. I refuse to believe that anyone can replace you!”
While she comforted Rong Weiwei, who was crying her heart out, she instructed the servant, “Go, make a phone call to Mufeng.”
The Rong Family was in complete chaos.
Inside the VIP hospital room at Kangfei Hospital, the years passed in peaceful silence, with warm light shining on the bed, casting a layer of soft orange glow throughout the room. Even the person lying quietly on the hospital bed seemed to have a bit more color in their cheeks.
By the bed, the little boy who had cried all afternoon finally tired out and fell asleep with his head resting on the edge.
Li Shengxiao picked up the little guy beside the bed and handed him over to the butler, instructing quietly, “Take Duidui to the next room to rest.”
The butler carefully took Li Duidui from his arms, frightened of waking the child with any sudden movements and whispered, “Yes, Mr. Li.”
He carefully carried the little guy next door…
This hospital room was huge, called a VIP room, but it was more like the presidential suite of a hotel. Besides the master bedroom where Rong Yan lay, there was also a living room and a secondary bedroom. The overall decor was discreetly luxurious; if it weren’t for the various instruments for measuring blood pressure and heart rate on the bedside, outsiders would never guess this was a hospital room.
Because this was his personal room, aside from him, Rong Yan was the first person to have stayed here.
Li Shengxiao stepped outside and lit a cigarette; the red flame flickered at his fingertips, and the shadow in his eyes finally seemed suppressed.
He leaned back on his leg, planning to finish this cigarette before having Cui Jiangjing come in for another check.
Just then, a sound like a kitten’s mew came from the person on the bed.