Chapter 19: She still hasn

At this moment, Jiang Zhe happened to arrive at the pantry and, hearing this, was stunned for a moment.

He and Cheng Yuan had always felt that it was impossible for Rong Ci to really be willing to leave the company.

They also firmly believed that she would definitely find an opportunity to stay.

Yesterday, when Xu Xuena, who was taking over her work, came to the company to work, they had thought Rong Ci would take some action.

After all, Xu Xuena was outstanding and beautiful in appearance.

How could Rong Ci possibly feel at ease letting such a woman stay by Feng Tingshen's side?

Yet, not only had Rong Ci accepted Xu Xuena over these two days, but she also got along well with her, and now she was even going to pass on this coffee-brewing skill to Xu Xuena?

This...

What exactly was going on?

Rong Ci didn't know what Jiang Zhe was thinking.

She conscientiously completed her work, refused Xu Xuena's suggestion to go eat, and when the time came, she planned to go home for a meal before continuing to research AI-related content.

Just as she left the company, her phone rang.

It was a call from Feng Jingxin.

"Mom, are you done with your work?"

Rong Ci got into the car and asked: "What's wrong?"

"I want to eat crispy pork and water chestnut and lean meat soup. Mom, will you come back and make it for me, okay?"

Rong Ci paused.

She and Feng Tingshen hadn't officially divorced yet, and Feng Tingshen hadn't called to demand she move out either.

She was going back to make dinner for her daughter; she believed Feng Tingshen shouldn't have any objections.

However—

She was a bit tired now and had her own arrangements.

Feng Jingxin was her responsibility, that was true, but she also had her own life; she would no longer unconditionally sacrifice her own time for her.

She said: "Mom has things to do today, let's do it next time."

In the past, Rong Ci prioritized Feng Tingshen and Feng Jingxin in all her arrangements.

Rong Ci almost never said no to them.

Today, however, she had heard Rong Ci's refusal twice in a row.

Although Feng Jingxin didn't notice this point, only thinking that Rong Ci really had something to do, she was used to being put first by Rong Ci and had rarely been refused like this by her.

She felt aggrieved: "Mom, why do you always have so many things to do lately? I don't care, I want to eat crispy pork, I want to drink water chestnut soup!"

"Xin Xin..."

Rong Ci had a bit of a headache.

Feng Jingxin gave a "humph" and hung up the phone in a temper.

Rong Ci sat in the car, her eyes reddening. She covered her eyes and remained silent for a long while before driving away.

Returning home, she ate some noodles casually, and just as she opened her computer, Yu Moxun called: "There's a banquet in a few days, will you accompany me to attend? I want to introduce a few people to you."

"Alright."

Yu Moxun asked again: "When can you finish the handover over there?"

"Soon, it should be within these few days."

"That's good."

On the other side.

After Feng Jingxin hung up the phone, she thought Rong Ci would rush home immediately to coax her and make her dinner.

But she waited and waited.

More than an hour had passed, it was almost eight o'clock at night, and Rong Ci still hadn't returned.

The butler was worried she would be hungry and advised: "Since the Lady has things to do, Miss, you should eat something to pad your stomach first, and wait for the Lady to come back to make it for you..."

"I don't want to!" Feng Jingxin pouted. Seeing that Rong Ci hadn't returned for so long and hadn't even made a single call, this time, she was truly aggrieved. As soon as the butler mentioned it, she burst into tears: "I want to eat the food Mom makes—"

"But—"

The butler thought Rong Ci really had urgent matters and couldn't come back. With no other choice, he thought about it and called Feng Tingshen.

Feng Tingshen didn't answer the phone until a while later.

"What is it?"

The butler told him everything that had happened.

Feng Tingshen: "Give the phone to her."

Feng Jingxin took the phone, sobbing: "Dad..."

"Eat first."

Feng Jingxin wiped her tears, stubbornly remaining silent.

Feng Tingshen also didn't speak.

Feng Jingxin cried even harder.

Feng Tingshen's tone was indifferent: "I'll take you out to play on the weekend, you pick the place."

The gasping stopped, "Really?"

"Mm, eat first."

"Dad, have you eaten?"

"I'm at a business dinner."

"Oh..."

"Go eat."

"Got it..."

Feng Jingxin pouted, but her mood improved. She hung up the phone and obediently went downstairs to eat.

After hanging up, Feng Tingshen returned to the private room, where someone teased: "President Feng always has so many calls."

Feng Tingshen took a sip of wine: "My daughter is throwing a tantrum and refusing to eat, just coaxed her a bit."

Others hearing this had varied expressions.

For these past few years, there had always been people saying that Feng Tingshen had already been married for several years, but no one had ever known who the Lady Feng was.

But there were also people who said Feng Tingshen wasn't married at all.

What the truth was, they didn't know, and they didn't dare to ask too much.

Now hearing Feng Tingshen take the initiative to mention that he had a daughter, many were astonished.

But they didn't dare to ask any more questions.

After dinner, Feng Jingxin kept waiting for Rong Ci.

Waiting for her to come home.

But it was past nine o'clock at night, and she had already finished her bath, yet Rong Ci still hadn't returned.

She kept paying attention to the movement outside.

Past ten o'clock, hearing the sound of a car coming from outside, her eyes lit up, and she ran downstairs, pattering: "Mom—"

Before she could finish, seeing that the person walking in was Feng Tingshen, her happy voice came to an abrupt halt.

"Dad?"

Feng Tingshen handed his coat to the butler, not missing the disappointment on her face: "What's wrong?"

"I thought Mom had come back..."

Feng Tingshen didn't get jealous of the so-called "child only has Mom in her heart and no Dad." He paused: "She hasn't come back yet?"

"Mm..."

Feng Tingshen wasn't concerned, saying: "She must have things to be busy with. Didn't she promise to take you to school tomorrow morning? Go to sleep early, you'll be able to see her when you wake up tomorrow."

Hearing this, Feng Jingxin finally became a bit happier: "Okay."

After going upstairs, Feng Tingshen went to the study to handle some things. By the time he was done, it was almost dawn.

He thought Rong Ci had already returned during the time he was busy.

But after returning to his room, he discovered that Rong Ci wasn't there.

She hadn't come back.

It seems something really happened to the Rong family.

Thinking this, Feng Tingshen entered the bathroom with composure.

The next day.

Because she had to take Feng Jingxin to school, Rong Ci got up very early.

She ate something simple and drove out of the residential area.

When the car entered the familiar villa area, Rong Ci had a moment of trance.

She had lived here for almost seven years, and now that she had only been gone for twenty days, it felt as if she hadn't been back for half a lifetime.

In fact, not a single blade of grass or tree here had changed.

Yet Rong Ci had already started to feel a sense of strangeness toward this place.

Seeing her, the butler hurried out to welcome her: "The Lady is back."

Regarding the butler's address, Rong Ci paused, but in the end, she didn't correct him. She responded and asked: "Where is Xin Xin?"

"She shouldn't be awake yet."

The time was actually about right; if Feng Jingxin didn't go downstairs for breakfast soon, it would be too late.

However, she had no intention of going upstairs, only letting Aunt Liu go up to urge her.

Butler: "Has the Lady eaten breakfast? Breakfast is already made, how about—"

Rong Ci smiled faintly and shook her head: "No need, I've already eaten."

"Is that so, alright..."

At this moment, Feng Tingshen came down from upstairs.

Rong Ci looked at him and didn't speak, only nodding faintly, which counted as a greeting.

Feng Tingshen's footsteps paused, and before he could speak, Feng Jingxin ran down from upstairs and threw herself into Rong Ci's arms.

Rong Ci held her, rubbed her hair, and smiled: "It's getting late, go eat breakfast quickly."

"Mm!"

Sure enough, she saw Mom as soon as she woke up in the morning!

Rubbing against Rong Ci's arms, smelling the familiar scent on Rong Ci, Feng Jingxin was satisfied and happily pulled Rong Ci over to accompany her: "Then Mom, accompany me to eat together."

Rong Ci didn't get up: "Mom has already eaten, you eat."

Feng Jingxin acted spoiled: "Then Mom, accompany me to talk for a bit."

While the mother and daughter were talking, Feng Tingshen had already sat down in the dining room.

Rong Ci couldn't refuse her daughter, so she went to the dining room with Feng Jingxin and sat down opposite Feng Tingshen.

The butler poured a glass of water for Rong Ci, and Rong Ci drank water while quietly listening to Feng Jingxin talking enthusiastically about what happened at school yesterday.

As for Feng Tingshen, she ignored him directly.

Feng Tingshen naturally noticed the change in Rong Ci's attitude toward him.

The last time they returned to the old mansion, Rong Ci was also like this.

Thinking of this, Feng Tingshen frowned, and his dining movements paused.