Duan Fei said nothing.

"By the way, Duan Fei, where are you going to play during the holidays these days?"

Duan Fei said, "I'm not going anywhere, I'm staying at home with grandma."

"oh."

Wang Qin also heard a little about the affairs of Duan Fei's family.

My father went to jail, my mother left, and all other relatives broke off, leaving only my elderly grandmother and her to depend on each other.

At six o'clock in the evening, the phone rang.

"Yaoyao." Duan Fei answered the phone, "You're almost there, right? OK, I'll go downstairs now."

Wang Qin quickly stood up and said, "Duan Fei, I'm with you."

**

The two quickly went downstairs and arrived at the door of the cultural center.

Who knew that what Duan Fei didn't expect was that instead of waiting for Jiang Yaoyao, she waited for... a man that she never wanted to see again in her life.

The black Rolls-Royce stopped on the side of the road, and the rear door opened. Rong Moyou was wearing a navy blue velvet suit, a light-colored shirt and a meticulous tie. He fastened the buttons on the suit with his long fingers and pushed it.

The man's long, narrow, and deep black eyes looked this way as if he was wearing glasses, and then looked away.

Duan Fei lowered his head and then turned around.

But Wang Qin beside her was very excited, "Duan Fei, is that Mr. Rong? Am I right?"

Ever since Duan Fei's incident was brought to the school forum last time, many people started searching for information on Mo Xun, including Wang Qin.

So today she recognized him at a glance.

Those iconic glasses, suits and leather shoes, elegant, coupled with that stylish Rolls-Royce...

"Duan Fei?" Wang Qin pulled her, "Look, it's Mr. Rong, right?"

Duan Fei said, "You have seen the wrong person."

"How is that possible? I have seen his photos...who is the woman next to him? She is so beautiful!"

When Duan Fei heard this, she couldn't help but turn around.

Rong Mo stood there carelessly, raising his hand like a gentleman and leading Zhou Yueyao out of the car.

Because she was going to a concert tonight, she wore an elegant black dress. The style was simple but gentle and elegant. It outlined her slim and graceful figure. Her hair was slightly curled, her eyes were bright, and she had a beautiful smile on her neck.

The diamond necklace exudes sparkling light in the night.

The two of them stood together, the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful, and their clothes were dark colors, giving them an unreasonable sense of harmony.

Rong Moyou has a new love so soon?

Duan Fei's mood suddenly changed.

To be honest, although she had regained her freedom these days, she still felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Because this man Rong Moyou is so elusive.

He has an eccentric temperament, unstable and capricious.

Although she was angered by her that day and even made harsh words to make her feel abandoned, he really didn't care about her for a while. Not even Assistant Cheng came to see her, nor did the family's maids and drivers.

The contract was terminated and I left, and the money that was transferred to the card at the beginning of each month was not received...

But Duan Fei was still afraid that he would suddenly change his mind.

But now, Duan Fei's worries are completely gone.

She even started to look at the woman.

With a graceful figure and outstanding temperament, she looks like a typical lady from a famous family. She is the kind of daughter-in-law that wealthy families like...

"Duan Fei, isn't Mr. Rong your uncle?" Wang Qin was still asking, "Why don't you go say hello to your uncle..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden commotion behind him.

Wang Qin pulled Duan Fei to stand aside and said, "Hello, Director, and Minister Hou."

Duan Fei came to her senses and hurriedly said hello, "Director, Minister Hou."

The director of the cultural center hurried over with several department executives. Among them, Minister Hou of the Art Department hurriedly hinted, "You two, come here."

Duan Fei: "???"

Without waiting for her to react, Wang Qin pulled her and followed her.

The group of people arrived at the roadside in a large number.

"Mr. Rong, good evening." The curator extended his hands with a smile on his face and was respectful.

Rong Mo curled up his thin lips carelessly, raised his hand and shook his hand, "Old Zhao, I'm just watching a concert with Yue Yao tonight, your fight is too big."

The man's voice is magnetic and beautiful, and his every move shows the charming charm of a successful man.

Especially when even the director of the cultural center came, bringing with him such a large group of people...

Zhou Yueyao stood beside him, a little flattered, and of course, her great vanity was inevitably satisfied.

After some pleasantries, Director Zhao began to introduce, "This is Liu Zhou, who is in charge of the music department..."

"Hello, Mr. Rong, hello Miss Zhou."

Rong Moyou nodded slightly, and Zhou Yueyao also smiled and said hello, "Hello."

"This is Hou Zhiqian from the art department."

Duan Fei hid at the back of the queue, lowering his head to reduce his sense of presence.

But things turned out to be the opposite...

"By the way, Mr. Rong, Duan Fei has done quite well in our department these days... Duan Fei!" Minister Hou looked back, "What's going on? You didn't even say hello when you saw Mr. Rong?"

Everyone looked over instantly.

Including Rong Moyou.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, the black eyes behind the lenses were slightly curved, and he wore a thin smile, which seemed friendly and easy-going.

Under the gaze of everyone, Duan Fei raised her head and finally said, "Hello, Uncle Rong."

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

**

Duan Fei: Hello, Uncle Rong.

Rong Moyou: Heart attack.

Why don't you go to the hospital for a heart attack? Are you afraid of dying suddenly in the concert hall?
Chapter completed!