CHAPTER 388: CHAPTER 362: LI XIN CAUSES A SCENE AT THE BAR (PART 3)

Eight years ago it was two million, so how much would it be now?

I heard that jade appreciates in value, so wouldn’t it have doubled by now?

Four to five million, the girl couldn’t even dare to think about it.

Let alone having it right on her hand right now.

"Don’t make me angry." Rong Cheng suddenly changed his tone. "There’s no reason to take back something that’s been given. You, girl, just keep it."

"Sell it, and it’ll be enough for you to live comfortably for these years, so stop coming to places like this to waste yourself."

He said earnestly and sincerely.

Every word was out of concern for her.

The words reached the girl’s ears, and her eyes instantly turned red. Her nose tingled, and she sobbed, "Thank you, sir, you’re such a good person."

Though he wasn’t handsome.

He was quite old too.

But suddenly she felt the presence of her father from him.

Rong Cheng released her hand, patted her shoulder, and smiled, "Why are you crying, silly girl."

"It’s just a ring, is it worth crying over?"

"Look further ahead, if you want, you’ll have more valuable things than this."

"By the way, I haven’t asked, what’s your name?"

The girl wiped her tears and said, "I’m Fang Yiyi, the ’Yi’ from ’dependence.’"

Rong Cheng praised, "Yiyi, what a beautiful name."

"What year are you in?"

Fang Yiyi answered, "Junior year."

"What job do you plan to pursue after graduation?"

Fang Yiyi said, "I want to enter a public service unit, but I’m not especially outstanding in my studies, so I’m not sure if I have a chance."

Rong Cheng said, "Public service unit?"

"It’s okay, I can help you."

Fang Yiyi was shocked, eyes wide: "You can help me? But it’s a public service unit, how can you help me?"

Rong Cheng mysteriously said, "You’ll know when the time comes."

Fang Yiyi was excited, wondering what kind of big shot she had encountered.

She excitedly picked up a glass of wine: "Sir, I toast to you."

"You better not drink anymore, you’ve already had so much. Drink tea instead."

Rong Cheng laughed in frustration, "Letting a young girl drink wine while I drink tea? How is that reasonable?"

"Isn’t this bullying you?"

Saying that, Rong Cheng poured himself a glass of wine.

Then he picked it up, and their eyes met as their glasses clinked.

That moment seemed to hit Fang Yiyi’s heart.

Just then, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open.

Everyone turned their heads to look.

Fang Yiyi and Rong Cheng were no exception.

But when they saw that it was Li Xin who came in, Rong Cheng’s face immediately turned sour.

Seeing that every man in the room had a young, beautiful girl next to them, Li Xin’s anger erupted even more.

Even more so, two people in the corner were already kissing.

There was even a girl sitting next to Rong Cheng.

Seeing her, Rong Cheng put down his wine glass, stood up, and frowned, "Why are you here?"

Li Xin sneered, "What, did I interrupt your good time? Delayed your date with your mistress?"

Though Rong Cheng is quite a figure in Beijing, always being flattered.

He couldn’t bear being publicly humiliated like this, and his face immediately darkened: "What nonsense are you talking? You’re still pregnant, hurry back home."

"Nonsense?" Li Xin’s eyes reddened with grievance, her hand on her belly, "You still remember I’m pregnant? I’m home feeling so uncomfortable that I can’t eat or sleep, and here you are, out indulging. Rong Cheng, do I even matter to you?"

Someone nearby tried to explain: "Sister-in-law, you misunderstood, we just invited Brother Rong out for a drink, those girls are just here to accompany us, don’t overthink it."

Li Xin retorted unceremoniously, "Shut up!"

She turned her head, about to say something more, and then saw the young, beautiful girl next to Rong Cheng with a jade ring on her hand.

Li Xin’s pupils suddenly shrank, her anger skyrocketing, and she rushed over to grab Fang Yiyi’s hand.

"What’s this?"

"Oh, so you’ve given your ring to her, right? And you say there’s nothing between you two."

"Rong Cheng, you’re shameless!"

While scolding, Li Xin didn’t stop with her hands, she couldn’t hit Rong Cheng, but she could hit the bitch.

Looking at the tall, slim girl in front of her, dressed pure and sweet, Li Xin raised her hand and slapped her hard across the face.

"Bitch!"

"Ah!" Fang Yiyi cried out in pain.

She covered her face, feeling a burning sensation on her cheek.

Fang Yiyi started crying, tears streaming down her face, looking at Rong Cheng with grievance.

Rong Cheng felt heartbroken, and in a rush of impulse, he pushed Li Xin away and comforted Fang Yiyi: "Girl, are you alright?"

Fang Yiyi wiped her tears, speaking with a sobbing voice, "I’m fine."

"Sir, quickly explain to your wife, I am not in the kind of relationship she thinks with you."

Even at this point, even after being hit.

She was still thinking of him.

So kind-hearted.

Rong Cheng felt touched, but also increasingly impatient with Li Xin.

He scolded, "Haven’t you had enough?"