Chapter 12 I have a friend...

Hong Kong Rong Family...

After listening to Mr. Zhu's explanation, Su Ti was stunned with an indescribable expression.

Mr. Zhu thought she didn't know, so he took a sip of tea and prepared to tell her about the origins of the Rong family: "It's normal that you don't know. The Rong family has been keeping a low profile in recent years. Back then, even in the golden age when gangs were popular, the Rong family was one of the best in Hong Kong."

Su Ti said absentmindedly: "Rong family, I know."

"The Rong family was very famous in that era. Many businessmen from the mainland who went to Hong Kong to seek their fortune would pay their respects to the Rong family first... Hmm? Do you know the Rong family?"

Mr. Zhu was immersed in his memories and muttered a few more words before he reacted.

Suti nodded mechanically.

Not only did she know, she was just sitting in the other person's car trying to get some information.

Mr. Zhu didn't notice Su Ti's expression, and only said tactfully: "Girl, since you know the Rong family, you should also know that the set of Jianzhan was collected by the Rong family in the museum. It is not easy to get them to give it up. As the saying goes, a gentleman does not take away what others love. You might as well persuade your friend to change to a better one and stop thinking about this set."

Su Ti understood what Zhu Bo meant. After thinking for a moment, another idea came to her mind.

Su Ti refilled Zhu Lao's tea and said tentatively: "I have a friend who knows Rong Shaoting..."

"Rong Shaoting? The eldest son of the Rong family?" Old Master Zhu stroked his chin thoughtfully, "If you have a friend who knows him, this might be a possibility."

Su Ti is not as optimistic as Zhu Lao.

She still needs to consider whether there is any chance.

After all, it is a unique collectible piece. Just like what Mr. Zhu said, why should anyone give it up?

About an hour passed.

Su Ti accompanied Mr. Zhu to eat half an elbow and drink two cups of sake. Before nine o'clock, they were ready to go home.

Before leaving, the old man took out an exquisite pottery gift box from the storage room.

"Girl, take this back to your dad."

Su Ti retracted her outstretched hand and said, "Uncle Zhu, I'm not going home today."

Mr. Zhu glared at her fiercely, "Will it be tiring for you to go back and deliver something?"

Su Ti opened her mouth, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhu stuffed the gift box in without saying anything, "This is an imitation of the Jian kiln oil-drop cup, which I usually keep in the safe. Don't be lazy, girl. I'll ask Lao He to arrange a car to take you back. You must hand it over to your father tonight."

"Uncle Zhu, I..."

"Lao He, prepare the car and take the girl home!"

Ten minutes later, Su Ti was sitting in the Zhu family's shopping cart with a gift box in her arms, watching the street scenes passing by quickly outside the window, completely unaware of how things had developed to this point.

In the south of the city, there is Lanyue Street.

A quiet tarmac road bisects the manicured green landscape.

At the end of the road is the roundabout fountain.

Not far away stood a few garden houses, with light strips around the fountains, and occasionally servants could be seen busily walking by.

This is the Su family’s residence.

The place where Suti lived for twenty-four years.

I haven't been back for more than a month. It's not that things have changed, but Suti is still quite uneasy.

She was worried that she would be kicked out by Lao Su.

Suti emerged slowly from the grocery cart with a heavy heart.

Just after taking two steps, the maid who was sweeping in front of the door took a closer look, threw down the broom and ran to the hall, "Sir, Madam, the second young lady is back."

Su Ti: “…” That’s not necessary.

It would be so embarrassing if she couldn't even get through the door.

Fortunately, what Suti worried about did not happen.

When she walked into the living room holding the gift box, Su's mother Yan Shuwan had already come out excitedly to greet her, "Titi, my baby, you're finally back." When Su Ti saw her mother, she pouted and called her mother.

Mother Su held Su Ti's cheeks, looked at her from left to right, and felt distressed. "You look thinner. It must be hard to live without money, right?"

The corner of Su Ti's mouth twitched: "..."

My mother's soft knife is still so sharp and decisive.

Su Ti smiled and pretended to be ignorant, shifting her gaze slightly to look for Lao Su.

At this time, on a single sofa not far away, Su Houren, Su's father, was sitting with his legs crossed, smoking a cigar, holding in his hand... "Women's Beauty and Fashion Magazine", occasionally turning pages, sometimes frowning, reading with great concentration.

Su Ti called out "Dad".

Father Su didn't raise his head or open his eyes, and acted like a patriarch, "Yeah."

Mother Su rolled her eyes and whispered, "He's just pretending. Don't pay attention to him."

Su Ti pursed her lips and handed the gift box in her hand to her mother, "Uncle Zhu gave this to my father. Please keep it for him."

Mother Su took the gift box and placed it on the coffee table casually. "How is Uncle Zhu's health?"

Suti: "Not bad, pretty tough."

"I haven't seen him for a while..."

The mother and daughter chatted as they walked towards the side hall, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared.

Peace returned to the living room.

Now, the pretendingly deep father Su could no longer sit still.

He closed the magazine with a snap, stood up with a cigar between his legs, walked around the living room twice, and stopped near the stained glass window in the side hall.

In the side hall, the mother and daughter were chatting privately.

Apart from caring about her daily life, Su's mother would occasionally say a few harsh words to her, but Su Ti didn't feel any pain and was used to it.

At the end of the conversation, Su's mother sighed and quietly put a bank card in Su Ti's hand, "You two sisters, neither of you is worry-free. Take this card, there is 50 million in it, when the time is right, give it to your father and fool him."

Suti was so moved that tears filled her eyes.

However, although she was touched, she returned the card to her mother and said, "Mom, I can make money. Please believe me."

Su's mother had a stern face and stabbed with a soft knife without any ambiguity, "How do you make money? You are not your sister. You don't have the fate of a strong woman, so how come you have the disease of a strong woman?"

Known daughter Moruomu.

Yan Shuwan knew her two daughters too well.

The eldest brother is stubborn and the second brother is rebellious.

Each idea is more correct than the other.

Yan Shuwan regretted very much that she should have stopped Su Ti and his father from making a bet at the dinner table.

They were once a happy family of four, but now only the couple are left, facing each other day and night, feeling lonely and desolate.

Su Ti listened to her mother's nagging with an attentive look on her face, but her eyes were flickering and it was obvious that she was distracted.

Su's mother saw it clearly, but couldn't bear to say anything more.

The mother and daughter huddled together and whispered for half an hour.

It was past ten o'clock at night. Su Ti was tired after a busy day. She said, "Mom, it's late. Tonight I..."

"That's right, it's already past ten o'clock." Yan Shuwan looked at the clock and nodded repeatedly, "Go back quickly, Mom won't keep you any longer."

Su Ti, who wanted to sleep at home for the night: "..."

In less than five minutes, Su's mother sent Su Ti out.

As for Su's father, he stood with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, carefully examining the Jian teapot that Mr. Zhu had given him, as if he didn't care at all whether Su Ti stayed or left.

(End of this chapter)