"Are you proud of yourself? Is it an honorable thing for a father like you not to recognize his daughter?" Mr. Rong scolded his youngest son, "How long has it been since you last came home? At your age, haven't you had enough fun? When will you finally settle down and care about your daughter?"
Rong Siyuan chuckled and didn't dare to respond; at this moment, responding would only lead to more scolding.
"Dad, is there a reason you called both Si Yuan and Qingqing home?" Rong Honghui felt that Mr. Rong had something hidden to say; otherwise, he wouldn't have gone through the trouble of calling them both home specifically.
If he remembered correctly, Rong Siyuan was still out of town yesterday, and now he was back in Qing City, probably brought back by Mr. Rong's arrangement.
