Author: Mahjong Jun

Xiangjiang area, Rong family villa.

Rong Renyi has returned home, and orders are issued from here, causing many big figures and powerful forces in Xiangjiang to be disturbed.

The big shots are finishing up.

Big shots are working hard for the stability and unity of Hong Kong and the mental health of citizens.

It is their goal to prevent every citizen from being afraid.

In the spacious and bright hall, Zhao Wenqiu, Rong Xinyi, Rong Zhenyi, and Zheng Xiaowen were either sobbing, holding their knees in thought, pacing frequently, or sighing.

The little girl sat obediently on the sofa.

She didn't speak or cry, she just sat there obediently.

The little child also understood that everyone was in a bad mood, although she did not know why.

She doesn’t know why her parents are not here, it doesn’t matter, she just waits obediently, her parents will definitely come back!

The crystal chandelier exudes soft light, but it cannot dispel the haze on everyone.

"Xiaoqiu, tell me, Third Brother, does Third Brother know?"

"Axin!"

Rong Xinyi was suddenly interrupted by Zhao Wenqiu before she could finish her words.

She shut her mouth immediately.

"Nanny, do you want to go to bed? Can my aunt take you to bed?"

Zhao Wenqiu tried to coax the little girl to sleep.

The little one can already understand what adults say, so it's better not to let her stay here.

"No! I want to wait for dad and mom!"

The little one is very stubborn and won't go to bed unless she sees her parents.

"well!"

Zhao Wenqiu sighed and sat back on the sofa.

She has no intention of coaxing the child now.

People kept coming in and out of the Rong family villa. These people appeared from nowhere, as if there were so many people in the villa originally.

Everyone is busy and everything is in order. It seems that this is not the first time this has happened.

In fact, it is indeed the first time for these people to deal with the aftermath of such a fierce battle on the physical level.

They are better at handling wars without gunpowder, making waves and stirring up troubles in the capital market.

But it doesn't matter. In comparison, this kind of real-life struggle has a smaller scope and its influence is far less than the former.

When a lion fights a rabbit, he also uses all his strength.

For these people, the war has begun and they must return victorious!

"Brother, I'm causing trouble for you!"

In the nanny's car, Zhao Jing was bandaging Zhao Wenmu's wound distressedly.

Zhao Wenmu thanked Rong Zhenbang apologetically.

Rong Zhenbang did not feel that Zhao Wenmu had caused him any trouble. On the contrary, he believed that it was the Rong family's fault that Zhao Wenmu suffered this unreasonable disaster.

Zhao Wenmu and his wife were distinguished guests of the Rong family. The guests almost died on their own territory. This was due to the poor hospitality of the Rong family.

"Ah Mu, it was the Rong family's poor hospitality and poor protection that caused this disaster for you and A Jing. It's my fault to apologize to you!"

Zhao Wenmu twitched his lips and smiled.

Zhao Jing was still crying.

Zhao Wenmu stretched out his hand, and the man's thick, strong and somewhat rough palm brushed the corners of her eyes, and gently scratched the woman's smooth forehead.

"Silly woman, why are you crying? Am I not living a good life?"

Hearing this, Zhao Jing cried even harder.

Zhao Wenmu held her slender little hand and let the warm tears fall on his hand drop by drop.

After a long time, he patted Zhao Jing on the back.

"Sister, it's okay, don't be afraid."

The motorcade drove back to the Rong family villa. When they saw Zhao Wenmu, Zhao Jing, Zhao Wenqiu, and Rong Xinyi who had returned safely, they rushed towards them. Zheng Xiaowen hesitated for a moment and then also rushed towards them.

A group of people hugged each other, and several girls inevitably cried again.

Zhao Wenmu finally squeezed out of the crowd. Facts have proved that the warm and soft embrace of a group of girls is not necessarily a good thing.

For example, his already weak body as a wounded man was even more shaky after being squeezed.

When the little girl on the sofa saw her father, she quickly climbed down from the sofa with her little butt raised, and then ran towards her father.

Zhao Wenmu picked up the fragrant and soft little guy from the ground and held it in his arms.

"Dad, you're injured, I'll give you a breath, and it won't hurt anymore."

The little guy pursed his lips and breathed gently on Zhao Wenmu's face.

Every time she bumped her, grandma and aunt would always say "huhu" and "huhu" would stop the pain.

The little guy thought that no matter what, as long as he snored, it wouldn't hurt.

The cool breeze blew across Zhao Wenmu's face, taking away all the pain on Zhao Wenmu's body and face.

"Zijia, do you miss your father?"

The little girl’s name is Zhao Zijia.

Child Zhao Zijia was stunned for a while before she remembered that Zijia was herself.

"Miss Dad!"

The soft and waxy little girl kissed Zhao Wenmu's dirty face.

"Dad, let me give you some candy."

The little one took out a rainbow candy from her pocket. It was given to her by Rong Zhenyi. She was usually reluctant to eat it, but she treasured it!

For someone like Zhao Wenqiu who likes to bully children, the little girl won't even look at her.

Zhao Wenmu opened his mouth, grabbed a jelly bean with his soft little hands and gently put it into his mouth.

It's very sweet, just like life now.

After a while, Zhao Jing broke away from the crowd and came to the side of the father and daughter.

The little girl in dad's arms stretched out her two little arms, meaning she wanted to be hugged by her mother.

Zhao Jing took her and held her in her arms, and the little guy repeated the trick he had just used to coax his father.

It made my mother cry and laugh at the same time.

Throughout the night, the Rong family villa was brightly lit.

In this city, there are countless people working day and night, busy with various things.

The family doctor carefully examined Zhao Wenmu's body and confirmed that he had not suffered any internal injuries in the crash or explosion. Zhao Jing felt relieved.

Early the next morning, Rong Ren called Zhao Wenmu to the study.

"Feng Deshui has been dealt with last night. Jiamu Films is willing to pay 2 million Hong Kong dollars as compensation, and the TV broadcasting company also wants to compensate you 500,000 Hong Kong dollars."

Rong Renyi explained to him the causes and consequences of last night's incident.

It turned out that this was just a mistake, an unnecessary disaster.

Feng Deshui is Brother Shui, the leader and organizer of the entire incident. Of course, everyone knows that he is just a low-level leader responsible for carrying out tasks.

So after the incident happened, he was dealt with immediately.

Not only to give an explanation to the Rong family and the forces behind the female celebrities, but also to cut off any possible involvement in the society.

Jiamu Company is just an property of Brother Shui's society. It came forward to compensate Zhao Wenmu 2 million Hong Kong dollars to express the society's apology and respect for the Rong family.

The TV broadcasting company is the company where the real female star works, and it is also the property of the other club.

The reason why it gave a symbolic compensation of 500,000 yuan was to appease the boss and show its respect for the Rong family.

After all, as the real victim, the Rong family's face was seriously damaged in this incident, so there must be enough thunder and anger to accompany it.

In the next period of time, the Hong Kong gang society will suffer even greater blows.

Some societies even direct and stage attacks on themselves, sacrificing some fringe industries and disobedient members to appease the anger of the bosses.

The so-called survival of a broken arm is nothing more than that.

In today's Hong Kong, gangster groups are, after all, nothing more than puppets of capital.
To be continued...