Ding ng received a definitive answer from Rong Xianning and secretly rejoiced at finding a hidden treasure.
The Gu family, a prestigious family with a thousand-year legacy of scholarship.
Founders of the De Ren Institute, the esteed Gu family.
A family of literati, noble and aloof, not following common trends. In the past, they were unattainable despite any sche she might concoct.
But who could have imagined that her artist was actually the true young master swapped at birth from the Gu family?
The Gu family must feel guilt toward him and will surely dedicate all their resources to make ands.
Rong Xianning, once trapped by a terrible biological family, won public sympathy, but those unscrupulous parents were always two ticking ti bombs on his path to stardom.
That had been Ding ng’s worry all along.
But now, those unscrupulous parents could no longer morally blackmail Rong Xianning.
This dramatic and sensational plot twist is what the public loves to see, and Ding ng instantly imagined how to market Rong Xianning’s background for maximum value.
She already envisioned Rong Xianning’s brilliant and bright career ahead.
Hanging up, Ding ng sighed, "This kid’s hardships have finally co to an end; that’s great."
Lv Qing said incredulously, "Is the online rumor true?"
Ding ng nodded, "You know how to market this, right?"
Lv Qing clapped a hand excitedly, "Great, those haters always attacked Xiao Rong’s biological family, now we can finally make a triumphant coback."
Ding ng pondered and said, "Let’s hold off for now and let the haters revel as much as they want. Only when the tide goes out do you discover who’s been swimming naked, and I also want to see if the Gu family will stand up for Xiao Rong in the end."
Rong Xianning has just been recognized by the Gu family; on one side there is a fake young master raised with genuine affection for seventeen years, and on the other side, his biological kin separated for seventeen years. She wanted to know which way the family’s scale would tip as it influences the nuances in her future marketing strategies.
Lv Qing and Ding ng, long-ti partners, imdiately understood her thoughts: "You’re always so thorough."
anwhile, Rong Xianning hung up the phone, and Na Amo looked at him with worry, "Was that your agency calling?"
Rong Xianning pursed his lips, "It’s trending on social dia."
Na Amo pressed on, "How will your agency handle it?"
"I don’t know."
Madam Gu said, "A clear conscience fears no slander. Let people talk, that’s their business. An’an, don’t go back tonight, your room is ready. With you here, Aning will feel more at ease."
Shen You’an nodded in agreent.
"It’s getting late, everyone should get so rest. Chengzhao, Amo, co to my room later; I have sothing to tell you."
Chen Feng led Rong Xianning and Shen You’an upstairs.
"This is the master bedroom. The young master can stay here first. You two can chat while I fetch toiletries for the young master and heat two cups of milk for a good night’s sleep."
Chen Feng left.
The bedroom now had only Shen You’an and Rong Xianning.
Rong Xianning looked at the warm and elegantly simple decor of the bedroom; the bookshelves and bedside tables were filled mostly with professional books.
The soft yellow light and faint fragrance made it hard to distinguish dream from reality.
"An’an, am I dreaming?" the young man spoke softly, his voice cautious as if afraid to disturb the dream.
"It’s not a dream." Shen You’an’s gentle tone was filled with reassurance, easily soothing the young man’s tension and unease.
"Do I really have parents and a grandmother now?"
Rong Xianning’s clear, dark eyes quietly gazed at Shen You’an, so obedient it was heart-wrenching.
Shen You’an felt a sudden, sharp pain in her heart, like needles spreading finely and densely.
She stepped forward, gently embracing Rong Xianning, giving him strength through her warmth.
In a previous life, she had never heard of Rong Xianning having any issues with his background; his unscrupulous parents stuck to him like ghosts, refusing to let him go until he was dragged into the abyss.
We could say that that life’s Rong Xianning led twenty-eight years with no dramatic background or warm family, only a life story woven with blood and tears.
Back then, to her, Rong Xianning was but a legendary figure, like a lone hanging moon in the night sky, leaving only its radiant moonlight fro the earth and that eternally lonely and cold silhouette.
In the end, he used his exceptional talent and unyielding perseverance to climb out of the mire and step by step beco a phenonon and a superstar of the era.
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