Chapter 588: Unrelated to Them

Ren Ji and Nan Zhizhi, Qi Geng, and others were on good terms, but they rarely had chances to get together privately.

Since Rong Ci and Yu Moxun could both participate, logically, Ren Yi’an should have invited Ren Ji to join as well.

After all, spending more time with Nan Zhizhi, Qi Geng, and others wouldn’t hurt Ren Ji.

Yet Ren Yi’an didn’t even mention it to Ren Ji.

If someone hadn’t posted online about Nan Zhizhi and Ren Yi’an’s dinner gathering, Ren Ji wouldn’t have known Ren Yi’an had gone out to dine with Nan Zhizhi and the others that day.

Not just Yao Xinbo—Ren Ji himself couldn’t understand it either.

Could it be that Rong Ci and Yu Moxun had spoken ill of him to Nan Zhizhi, causing Nan Zhizhi and the others to dislike him, so his old man didn’t invite him to their gatherings?

But he was still his old man’s own son, and he knew that although they occasionally snapped at each other, if Rong Ci and Yu Moxun had truly slandered him in front of Nan Zhizhi and the others, even if Rong Ci and Yu Moxun were outstanding, his old man would never have shown such admiration for them.

After hanging up, Ren Ji had planned to call Ren Yi’an, but thought their dinner might still be ongoing, so he switched to sending a message.

He first sent Ren Yi’an the photo the waiter had posted online, then added: 【You had another dinner together? Why didn’t you invite me?】

Ren Yi’an was talking with Rong Ci and the others when he saw the message; he raised an eyebrow: 【You want to come too?】

Ren Ji: 【... What nonsense are you talking about, old man?】

Even if he had grievances against Rong Ci and Yu Moxun, he still wanted to spend more time with Qi Geng and Rong Hong.

Ren Yi’an: 【Next time. I’ll invite you next time there’s a chance.】

Ren Ji: 【...】

That day, Feng Tingshen and Feng Jinglin returned to the ancestral home.

The news of Rong Ci’s dinner with Nan Zhizhi and Rong Hong was first noticed by Feng Jinglin.

She froze for a moment; Sang Qian noticed her expression and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Feng Jinglin handed her phone over; when Sang Qian saw the photo, she too paused, then passed the phone to Feng Linsong.

Feng Linsong took it, puzzled.

They had already heard about Rong Ci’s award.

Now, seeing this photo, Feng Linsong paused, then smiled: “Little Ci’s future is boundless.”

As a politician himself, he understood: if Rong Ci could dine with Qi Geng and the others, it meant they admired her—otherwise, she wouldn’t have been allowed into their circle.

And the fact that Qi Geng and the others permitted the dinner photo to be leaked suggested Rong Ci was quite close to them.

She had already integrated into Qi Geng’s circle.

Feng Jinglin naturally understood this too.

That was why she was so astonished.

After retrieving the phone, she handed it to Feng Tingshen; he took it, read it, murmured “Mm,” and returned it to Feng Jinglin.

Feng Jinglin, seeing his calm expression, asked, “You knew she was close to them?”

Feng Tingshen said, “I’ve seen them play golf together before.”

Feng Jinglin looked at Feng Tingshen and fell silent.

To be honest, after leaving the Feng family, Rong Ci living so well and achieving such prominence was beyond her expectations.

Yet all of Rong Ci’s current accomplishments were achieved after she left the Feng family, brought to her by Yu Moxun—none of it had anything to do with them.