Chapter 930: Chapter 161: Love That Eats Away at the Bones

"..." Rong Zhengfeng’s aged face twitched in surprise, "You, you came last night?"

"Yes."

"...Why didn’t you ask your brother to open the door when you arrived?" Rong Zhengfeng frowned, speaking while unobtrusively sizing up Rong Sinan from head to toe. His gaze fixed on Rong Sinan’s left leg for a few seconds before returning to his face.

"I arrived close to midnight. Mo Chen was likely asleep, and I didn’t want to disturb his rest, so I didn’t call him." Rong Sinan paused, staring at Rong Zhengfeng, "Besides, I came here to see you. You had already gone to bed by then, so I simply waited in the car until daylight. Didn’t I see you when you got up?"

"Are you an idiot? Locking yourself in a car all night in the middle of winter—weren’t you cold? What if you caught a cold? Look at what you’re wearing! Come on, come inside." Rong Zhengfeng glared at him, appearing fierce but actually worried.

Rong Sinan chuckled gently and took hold of Rong Zhengfeng’s arm, "The heater was on in the car, I wasn’t cold."

Rong Zhengfeng rolled his eyes at him and abandoned his plan to go to the garden, leading Rong Sinan back to the villa.

As soon as they entered the villa, Rong Zhengfeng immediately asked Tan Yu to pour Rong Sinan a cup of hot water, insisting that he drink it to warm up.

Rong Sinan smiled and obediently drank it all.

"Do you feel warmer now? Should we turn up the heating in the living room?"

Rong Zhengfeng watched him and asked.

"Grandpa, I’m really not cold," Rong Sinan said helplessly.

Rong Zhengfeng snorted again, "Do you think you’re still young? At thirty-six or thirty-seven, you’re treating your body like a game."

Rong Sinan maintained a respectful attitude, appearing ready to learn.

Seeing this, Rong Zhengfeng’s anger from Rong Sinan’s foolish actions at Lei Yicheng’s wedding that day had mostly dissipated.

Rong Sinan had always excelled, being gentle, refined, and good-natured.

He was particularly courteous to his elders.

It was hard for people not to like him.

So when dealing with Rong Mochen and Rong Sinan,

Rong Zhengfeng was always more harsh and critical of Rong Mochen, often scolding him without feeling bad, mainly because Mo Chen was more infuriating than his brother.

He was as stubborn as a stone, didn’t like to talk, and even when he made mistakes, he stubbornly refused to admit them, which provoked discipline.

Rong Sinan was different.

Rong Sinan had never made a mistake from childhood... cough cough.

Except for the "wedding snatch" incident.

Honestly, Rong Zhengfeng always felt that his eldest grandson was unnaturally perfect.

And after the wedding snatch, Rong Zhengfeng was both angry and thoughtful.

After all,

there’s no one in the world who’s perfect in every way; such a person feels unrealistic.

Probably, Rong Zhengfeng was the first in history to worry because his grandson was too perfect, feeling it wasn’t genuine.

"Grandpa, has your health improved?" Rong Sinan said, his smile fading a bit, as he looked seriously at Rong Zhengfeng.

Rong Zhengfeng looked at Rong Sinan, feeling a warmth growing in his heart, yet he snorted, "You’ll drive me to an early grave, you two brothers."

Rong Sinan, "..."

"Grandpa, one thing has nothing to do with the other; don’t let your resentment towards my older brother spill over onto me."

The cold male voice drifted down from the second floor.

Rong Zhengfeng turned around to see Rong Mochen leisurely descending the stairs, his mouth twitching.

Rong Sinan’s lips curled into a smile, looking up at Rong Mochen.

The brothers’ gazes met in mid-air for two seconds before they looked away.

Rong Mochen raised an eyebrow, walked down the stairs, and came over to sit on the same couch as Rong Sinan.

Seeing the two brothers, Rong Zhengfeng’s eyes softened slightly.

In their wealthy family, the bond between the two brothers remaining strong had always been a great comfort to him.

Rong Sinan noticed the softening in Rong Zhengfeng’s eyes, narrowed his eyes slightly, and seized the opportunity to say, "Grandpa, about that day, I was impulsive. It was my fault for worrying and upsetting you. Please, Grandpa, don’t forgive Sinan, and don’t hold it against him."

"Hmph. Now you admit you were impulsive?" Rong Zhengfeng snorted, but there was no longer any anger on his face.

Rong Sinan looked at Rong Zhengfeng, his eyes narrowing slightly once more, and continued, "But I don’t regret doing it."

Rong Zhengfeng was taken aback, only to feel as if the anger that had just been suppressed in his chest was surging up again.

He furrowed his brows tightly, staring sternly at Rong Sinan.

Rong Sinan pressed his lips together and said, "Grandfather, I love Yige. In this lifetime, I can never let her go. If I have to watch her marry another man before my eyes, I’d rather die."

"Die? I’ve lived to such an old age and never had the word ’die’ on my lips, and you, so young, talk about dying at every turn. Only cowards have die hanging on their lips!"

Rong Zhengfeng gritted his teeth, staring fiercely at Rong Sinan.

His words reminded him of the wedding day scene when Rong Sinan placed a gun to his temple. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

He dared not imagine what the result would be for Rong Sinan if Yige insisted on marrying Yicheng in the end.

Could he really pull the trigger and die at that wedding?

He’s already experienced the pain of sending off a younger generation once; does he have to go through it again at such an age?!

Upon thinking of this.

The anger in Rong Zhengfeng’s chest surged uncontrollably, and he gripped the cane in his hand tightly, suddenly standing up from the sofa, and glared at Rong Sinan with reddened eyes, "If you, Rong Sinan, have only this much ambition, then I, Rong Zhengfeng, will consider you no longer my grandson! From now on, you, Rong Sinan, are Rong Sinan, and I am myself. We have nothing to do with each other! Whether you live or die, it will have nothing to do with me, Rong Zhengfeng!"

After saying this, Rong Zhengfeng turned around angrily, intending to leave the living room.

Rong Mochen frowned, pursed his lips, and looked at Rong Sinan beside him.

Rong Sinan also furrowed his brow, sat on the sofa for two seconds, then got up and walked toward Rong Zhengfeng.

"Grandfather."

Rong Sinan supported one of Rong Zhengfeng’s arms.

Rong Zhengfeng did not shake him off, glaring solemnly at Rong Sinan, as if asking, "What else do you have to say?"

Rong Sinan then gracefully smiled and said, "Grandson knows I was wrong. I will never gamble with my life again."

"..." Rong Zhengfeng stared at Rong Sinan for a long time and asked, "Really?"

"Yes." Rong Sinan also showed full respect and concern for Rong Zhengfeng, nodding seriously, "Grandson promises."

Only then did Rong Zhengfeng take a deep breath, allowing Rong Sinan to help him turn around and walk back to the sofa.

After sitting back down on the sofa, Rong Zhengfeng, still holding onto some anger, glared at Rong Sinan, who was standing obediently beside him, "Let this be the last time I tell you! If it weren’t for being sent to the hospital in time, my old life would have likely ended at your hands."

Rong Sinan apologized with a smile, "It’s all my fault."

Rong Zhengfeng snorted lightly, "Stop standing, sit down."

"Should I really sit?" Rong Sinan laughed.

"Tsk. Are you looking for a beating?" Rong Zhengfeng glared at him in mock anger.

Rong Sinan laughed and sat back beside Rong Mochen.

Rong Zhengfeng looked at Rong Sinan, then at Rong Mochen, and grunted, "I originally thought the elder brother could save me some worry. Only now do I see clearly that neither of you is easy to deal with!"

Rong Sinan fully accepted Rong Zhengfeng’s lecture.

Rong Mochen raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

Rong Zhengfeng sighed, furrowed his brow, and stared at Rong Sinan, asking, "How are things with Yige lately?"

Hearing him mention Yige, a glimmer of clarity appeared in Rong Sinan’s clear eyes, the corners of his lips gently curving, and his voice was warm and soft, "Grandson is working hard."

Seeing the look of spring wind on his face, Rong Zhengfeng frowned.

Seeing this, Rong Sinan’s expression slightly restrained, pursing his lips and looking at Rong Zhengfeng.

"Si Nan, I don’t care what kind of trouble you and Yige have been through, but what you did was truly unfair to Yicheng! It was his and Yige’s wedding day, Yicheng was happily being the groom, yet you disrupted it. How do you expect Yicheng to face that? The guests at the wedding were all brothers from Yicheng’s territory, and you openly disrupted it; can those brothers swallow this? It’s only because Yicheng sees you as his brother and hasn’t let his brothers seek you out for revenge!"

Rong Zhengfeng said with a serious expression.

Rong Sinan squinted his eyes but did not respond.

Rong Zhengfeng stared at him, perhaps feeling his attitude was acceptable, softened his tone, and continued, "This matter is entirely your fault! If Yicheng wishes to retaliate against you, to hold a grudge, it wouldn’t be unjustified."

Rong Sinan lowered his eyes, a subtle crease appearing in his elegant brows.

Rong Zhengfeng glanced at his brows and said, "Yicheng has no parents and has always regarded you brothers as family, and to me, he shows the respect and affection of a grandchild. In my heart, Yicheng is already one of us. Therefore, I will not allow you to bully him in such a way."

"Grandfather."

At this point, Rong Sinan slowly spoke, his deep, moist eyes looking at Rong Zhengfeng, "I know what you want to say. Rest assured, I will make amends to Yicheng."