Behind him stood a young man, around thirty years old, wearing glasses, with a hooked nose and handsome features. This was Father Rong's illegitimate son, Rong Ye.
"Keep an eye out, and when Zi Chen shows up, grab hold of him."
Ding Yu said to Xia Moer, then moved towards Father Rong, naturally clinging to his arm, silently pushing away Rong Ye.
Rong Ye didn't care in the slightest. He adjusted his glasses and confidently mingled among the crowd.
Ding Yu kept her eyes on him, her right hand involuntarily tightening into a grip.
"What are you doing, where's Zi Chen?" Father Rong winced in pain, turning his head to look at Ding Yu.
"Zi Chen went to the bathroom just now."
Ding Yu said nonchalantly.
Hearing her words, Father Rong didn't say anything more.
"Young Master, the lady orders you to come to the hall immediately." One bodyguard found Rong Zi Chen drinking on the rooftop. He was wearing a black suit with a white shirt underneath, his eyes filled with boredom.