The boss is at the same table, she pretends to be good again

Chapter 138 Go out and say that your father is not good, someone will put a sack on you!
Seeing Rong Heng's gloomy and terrifying face in the afternoon, Li Mingting thought that there might be some wealthy family's secrets in his family, so he especially disliked Yang Xiaojing, his stepmother, and Yang Xiaojing also hated and feared his stepson.

But looking at it now, it's true that Rong Heng doesn't want to see him, but he doesn't feel hostile to him. Instead, he looks like you can do whatever you like.

Yang Xiaojing didn't have any fear or hatred towards Rong Heng, she was just a little... afraid?
It is rare for a stepmother to be afraid of her stepson.

Rong Heng leaned on the sofa, watched Li Mingting's nimble eyes roll slightly, and knew that she must be guessing about these things in her family again.

Rong Heng sighed and explained: "Although Rong Bin was born by Yang Xiaojing, his surname is Rong after all, and he is my younger brother by blood, so I have an obligation to discipline him."

Moreover, Rong Heng also grew up with Rong Bin, witnessing him grow from a babbling baby to a... a little fat man who is rolling around, the feeling is very complicated.

Knowing that this kid will gradually become estranged from him, and will fight with him for family property when he grows up, but he clings to him since he was a child, softly calling him brother.

At that moment, Rong Heng felt that his heart would be filled.

Most of the lonely moments in junior high were spent by this little boy by his side, so for Rong Heng, Rong Bin was probably more important than his parents.

Although this little fat man is gradually growing crooked now.

But it doesn't matter, he is only a little over five years old, and he has time to set things right.

As for Yang Xiaojing, Rong Heng smiled, as if talking about a stranger: "She is just one of my father's many women. I am lucky to have Rong Bin, so I can be named Mrs. Rong. Those women are no different. Even her monthly pocket money is in my hands, so I don't need to always target her."

Li Mingting was speechless, and his expression was even more incredulous: "You are in charge of Yang Xiaojing's pocket money every month?"

Rong Heng nodded, looked at Li Mingting and smiled slightly: "So she doesn't dare to offend me, as long as it makes me unhappy, I can let her drink Northwest Wind next month."

Li Mingting asked silently: "Then how much pocket money do you give her a month?"

"Four to five million if you are in a good mood, and one million if you are not in a good mood."

Li Mingting: "..."

For rich people, money is probably a number, right?

A minimum of 100 million a month, is it also called drinking northwest wind?

Where is the northwest wind so expensive?
Li Mingting didn't know what to say.

Should we talk about Rong Heng's bull ratio, or Rong Chengye's bull ratio?
Rong Chengye is also called not caring about his son?
Apart from not being able to be with him, he has considered everything for his son, right?
Even the financial power of his own woman is placed in the hands of his son. Isn't it because he is afraid that his son will be treated harshly if he is not around?
Li Mingting looked at Rong Heng with a somewhat complicated expression, and Rong Heng even felt an inexplicable feeling.

He raised his eyebrows and didn't understand where this complicated feeling came from, so he heard Li Mingting say quietly: "Do you know, if you go out and say that your father treats you badly, someone will put a sack on you!"

How many people want to have such a father!
It doesn't matter if you don't detain yourself, just give the money and it's over, but how cool is it to let you detain others?
Even though Li Mingting has a brain dedicated to scientific research, he couldn't stand the corruption of money at this moment, and began to silently think about the possibility of wearing Rong Heng's sack.

After all, this kid is an old Versailles, so it sounds annoying!

(End of this chapter)