As Rong Zi Chen walked in, everyone's gaze hurriedly turned towards him. His face was calm, his steps steady as he took his seat to the right of Rong Zhenye.
"Father." Rong Zi Chen spoke, after settling in.
Rong Zhenye gave a slight nod.
"Uncle Rong."
Xia Moer naturally sat beside Rong Zi Chen, speaking with utmost politeness.
"Moer is here too."
Nothing about Rong Zhenye's demeanor revealed his thoughts.
"I am here accompanying Zi Chen." Xia Moer quickly distanced herself, aware that today is a significant day for the Rong's. Were it not for her status as Rong Zi Chen's fiancée, she would have never been allowed to attend.
Rong Zhenye chose not to comment. After all, Xia Moer couldn't do anything about the matter at hand. Who will inherit the Rong's falls solely under his decision.
Ding Yu was seated beside Rong Zhenye. Though she was not involved in the Rong's business, she held five percent of the shares. As Rong Zhenye's wife, she naturally sat by his side.