"Dad!"
Before Tang San could say anything to refuse, Ning Rongrong gave up her patience and shouted with anger and a sharp voice.
Is it like this again, making a decision for her without asking her opinion, or is it a decision that she can't see any benefit to her at the moment!
Looking at Ning Fengzhi angrily, Ning Rongrong threw away Ning Fengzhi's hand. Faced with Ning Fengzhi's suddenly gloomy face, Ning Rongrong did not back down and stared back angrily.
Then he glanced sideways at Tang San and snorted coldly.
"I won't scream, I don't want to blindly identify my third brother!"
Ning Rongrong spoke with sarcasm on her face.
"Rong Rong." Ning Fengzhi spoke in a low tone with a stern tone.
"Don't be rude to your third brother, do you know he is..."
"What third brother? I don't recognize him!" Ning Rongrong interrupted Ning Fengzhi before he could finish his words.
"I have no shortage of relatives, especially no shortage of brothers! I have my own third brother. Why should I call someone I just met for the first time my third brother?"
"Rongrong!" Looking at her daughter who was getting excited, Ning Fengzhi reached out and slapped the table hard, her tone becoming even louder again.
"He is Tang Hao's..."
"Don't mention his identity to me. It's useless. I just haven't seen him. There's no way I can recognize him."
Gu Rong stood behind Ning Rongrong, watching this scene with frowning eyebrows. Seeing that Ning Fengzhi's two openings were interrupted by Ning Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi's face became darker and darker, fearing that this little ancestor was giving Ning
Feng Zhi lost her temper and held down the little girl from behind Ning Rongrong.
"Rong Rong, don't be impatient. Listen to what the sect master has to say and then think about this matter."
"Rongrong." Squatting down, Gu Rong coaxed Ning Rongrong with a warm voice. At the same time, she kept winking at Chen Xin who was beside Ning Fengzhi, secretly asking why Ning Fengzhi did this.
Being pulled into Gu Rong's arms, Ning Rongrong curled her lips. It could be seen from her face that she was still angry, but she did not choose to continue to interrupt Ning Fengzhi's words.
Ning Fengzhi frowned, looking at Ning Rongrong carefully. He once again re-evaluated Ning Rongrong's temper. Even after studying elsewhere for a period of time, and going through a period where not everyone obeyed her in everything and doted on her.
Over time, she has not completely changed this temperament, but has hidden it deeper.
Shrek Academy...
This idea that had been swirling in Ning Fengzhi's mind for a long time was brought up again.
Ning Rongrong can be changed. She will change. She will be changed by the teachers and students at Shrek Academy.
Rongrong won't suffer any harm there, right? She also got through this in her previous life. Flanders and the others will be measured and they have succeeded.
What's more, I helped them this time and allocated money to this college more than once. They will not treat Rongrong badly.
Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong with a deep look in her eyes. Gu Rong noticed it, but he just thought it was because of Ning Rongrong's previous actions.
"He is the son of my father's old friend. Rongrong, do you still remember Tang Hao? The youngest titled Douluo who once made a splash in the soul master world that I told you about."
Looking at the person who was quietly staying in Gu Rong's arms, Ning Fengzhi suppressed the anger in his heart and said softly.
Ning Rongrong nodded. She had heard about this. She had also asked her two grandfathers, and they both recognized this "youngest titled Douluo".
But...
I took another look at Tang San's clothes. Although he couldn't be said to look like a beggar, he wasn't much better. Dust stood on his trousers, and there were obvious wear and tear on the cuffs and corners. The clothes were white and stained.
The hole is dotted with stars.
Ning Rongrong frowned, questioning the authenticity of Ning Fengzhi's words for the first time.
She didn't believe that the man in front of her could be the son of a Titled Douluo. Tang Hao was already a Titled Douluo, so how could he still rob his own child of clothes? Not to mention how luxurious the clothes were, at least he couldn't
That’s right.
Is it so frugal for a Titled Douluo to raise a child?!
"Dad doesn't mean anything else. I just want you to get familiar with each other first. Besides, wouldn't it be nice for you to have an extra brother? There's no harm in it."
The tone of matter-of-factness is as if Ning Fengzhi said this and Ning Rongrong must agree.
As expected, Ning Rongrong's suppressed anger surged up again.
"Why should I recognize this brother?"
With his chest rising and falling violently, Ning Rongrong turned to look at Tang San, his eyes clearly showing disdain.
Ignoring Tang San's gloomy expression, Ning Rongrong said in a strange tone, "Dad, you must have been deceived by this boy."
"With his appearance..." Ning Rongrong shook his head, "How could he be the child of your old friend, how could he be the child raised by a titled Douluo."
"Rong Rong, say it again!" Ning Fengzhi's eyes widened before her gentle tone changed again.
"That's your third brother. You can't judge a person just by his appearance."
Third brother, third brother, third brother!
Ning Rongrong was almost annoyed to death by this word. She did not want to recognize such a brother, and she was disgusted with Ning Fengzhi's current behavior.
"Since you want to have a relationship with this person so much, then don't take me with you."
"You already think so highly of him, why do you need to use my presence to transition this relationship? You might as well just accept him as your adopted son. Anyway, you don't lack a son, so why not have one more."
"This is a much stronger relationship than calling me brother."
Struggling to leave Gu Rong's arms, Ning Rongrong turned around angrily and glared at Gu Rong. Her eyes were red and watery.
Such a scene made Gu Rong's heart tremble, and the hand holding Ning Rongrong loosened.
Ning Fengzhi fell silent.
"Dad!" Seeing that Ning Fengzhi didn't reply, Ning Rongrong was furious and her eyes became even more watery.
He took two steps back in disbelief, gritting his teeth and looking at Tang San. Ning Rongrong's eyes were cold.
"I see... Heh, I won't recognize him."
Waterdrops still flowed from her eyes. She didn't want to see everyone in the living room again. Ning Rongrong clenched her hands tightly, turned around and left, and the door was closed tightly.
"Sect Master." They looked at Ning Fengzhi in confusion. The two old men were dissatisfied with one of the parties who caused Ning Rongrong's outburst.
Although this person found opportunities to interject throughout the whole process, this did not prevent them from implicating him.
Ning Fengzhi pinched the bridge of her nose with a melancholy look on her face and smiled apologetically at Tang San.
"Well, I didn't expect that child's reaction to be so big. It's a joke for you. I just want to have one more person behind her to rely on. From the looks of it, it might be difficult for you two to get along with each other.
."
"I was too hasty."
The helpless tone, melancholy face, and full concern for his children in his words couldn't help but make Tang San feel in a daze. This was what he longed for.
"Okay, you can stay here first. I will discipline Rongrong well. After all, she is still young."
Tang San pursed his lips and nodded despite the unkind looks of the two old men.
This chapter has been completed!