At dusk, the setting sun scattered its light in front of the window, and the long table in the dining room was filled on both sides.
The seat of honor at the head of the table was empty, as Rong Huaizhang was busy with official duties and rarely came home for meals.
Sun Jingyi sat on the left-hand side, followed by Rong Hechuan, Rong Jiabao, Jiang Doudou, and Jiang Xi.
On the opposite side were Rong Zhengyi and his wife, Lady Gu, Rong Shu, and Gu Bichen.
An eerily silent atmosphere prevailed, and an invisible awkwardness spread.
Jiang Xi slightly turned her head, listening to Rong Jiabao and Jiang Doudou talk. Their conversation was interesting, and she became engrossed in it.
Her gaze swept back and forth between the faces of Rong Jiabao and Jiang Doudou, not knowing if it was the brainwashing effect of what Rong Hechuan had said by the lake earlier, but Jiang Xi found that Rong Jiabao and Jiang Doudou indeed looked very much alike.