The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend Chapter 20 Employer

The apartnt was purchased on the 18th floor of Building A.

Hua Qing is positioned as a high-end community with a slight luxury decor. Rong Fengmian was amazed the mont he entered the house.

Before coming, he had heard that the property prices in Beijing weren’t cheap. A unit like this would be impossible to get for less than a few million, right? Since when did his sister beco so rich?

Seeing his expression, Rong Zhi imdiately knew what he was thinking.

She flicked her younger brother’s forehead, curling her lips, "Don’t overthink it. This house didn’t cost much. Your sister can afford it."

Rong Fengmian pouted his lips and asked, "How much is ’not much’?"

Rong Zhi recalled the price Zeus had quoted her, casually saying, "A little over a million?"

Rong Fengmian: "..."

Sure enough, it’s really expensive.

Deeply aware of the situation, Fu Yaoyao just smiled silently.

I just quietly watch you make it up as you go.

Tsk, the little brother is really easy to fool.

The house and furniture were all ready. You could move in with just your bags, without needing any tidying up.

Rong Fengmian took it upon himself to handle making dinner.

Not far from the entrance of the community was a supermarket managed by the property. Rong Zhi handed him a map and sent him downstairs to buy groceries.

Once he left, Rong Zhi’s smile gradually faded.

While cracking her knuckles, she spoke slowly, "Bring the stuff to take a look."

...

On the velvet stained with dark, sared, bloody mud lay a thumb-sized piece of tal, edges charred and faded from black to yellow.

Rong Zhi said in a detached voice, "It’s made from tungsten steel compound material."

Tungsten steel, also known as carbide, refers to a composite material containing one type of tallic carbide, which ranks among the hardest worldwide, often used in high-precision and high-wear-resisting critical chanical and chemical parts.

"This is a photo of the rubble after the explosion at the research institute."

Fu Yaoyao handed the iPad to Rong Zhi.

There were many photos, and Rong Zhi swiped through them swiftly, unmistakably seeing the sa human limbs as before.

Though sparse, they were still enough to be shocking.

"Senior sister, what do you think they are trying to do?" Fu Yaoyao’s face was solemn.

The research institute she ntioned was fully nad the S Research Institute, and its specific founding ti and research projects were unknown. Fu Yaoyao knew about it solely through Rong Zhi.

Three years ago, Rong Zhi disappeared for a period of ti. No one knew where she went or what she did. When she returned, she told Fu Yaoyao about the existence of this research institute and instructed Fu Yaoyao to investigate its origins.

Since then, Rong Zhi still disappeared from ti to ti.

The people at S Research Institute were cunning. Once they sensed soone investigating them, they relocated the institute around the globe.

For the past two years, Fu Yaoyao had been active abroad, solely tracking the S Research Institute.

Tungsten steel is among the materials used in machinery fabrication.

"Let’s keep investigating," Rong Zhi said thoughtfully, rubbing her knuckles, "Did Master say when Mom would wake up?"

Fu Yaoyao pursed her lips.

She could hear the faint hope in Rong Zhi’s words.

"It’s still the sa," Fu Yaoyao coughed lightly, putting on a sweet smile, "Senior sister, don’t worry! The equipnt at Beijing Hospital is so advanced, with you and Master there, Aunt He will definitely wake up!"

Afraid that Rong Zhi would be upset, she hugged Rong Zhi’s waist and acted coyly, "So does little brother. He looks forward to Aunt He waking up every day. Aunt He can’t bear to leave you and brother, maybe she’ll wake up tomorrow..."

Rong Zhi gently tousled Fu Yaoyao’s soft hair, her eyes deep and heavy.

...

In the evening.

After her bath, Rong Zhi leisurely sat back on the couch, her legs crossed on the table, with her laptop open at her feet. The desktop wallpaper was of blue skies that, when stared at long enough, felt clearing for the mind.

She leaned forward, her slender fingers tapping twice on the keyboard.

The blue sky on the screen suddenly changed into the night. A network map popped up, in which several red warning star markers stood out starkly and vividly in the darkness.

Rong Zhi raised her eyebrows slightly.

Today she intercepted several hacker intrusions again.

Just what kind of background does her employer have to make the other party willing to expend so much effort and money, employing many hackers just for revenge?

Reaching this level in life, it’s truly challenging.

After cleaning up those prying at her whereabouts, Rong Zhi added another layer of security and then turned on her mobile phone to receive her daily commission.

After finishing up, she turned off the computer and went out to get so water.

As she reached the top of the staircase, the sound of cheerful chatting and laughter drifted up from below.

Stopping idly, Rong Zhi didn’t feel like going down anymore.

She lazily glanced up and saw a neatly dressed family of four entering through the door.

In the living room.

Wearing an off-shoulder evening gown, Rong ng, whose deanor was gentle, hooked her arm through Ying Man’s while chatting and laughing, her eyebrows sowhat laced with pride.

Behind them, the servants were carrying a very large cello case, so heavy it seed with the way they struggled with it.

"...Mom, Teacher Feng said there’s definitely no problem with my upgrade test this ti. She’s introducing to Master Jing tomorrow. Mom, what should I wear to et Master Jing?"

Rong ng pouted slightly troubled, "I don’t know if Master Jing will like ..."

She attended a group assessnt at the Music Hall today, and it went very well. She even t the legendary world-class cello maestro, Jing Ran.

Regarding becoming his apprentice, she was ninety percent confident, but stating it was only a show of modesty.

Ying Man stroked her daughter’s soft hair with a face full of smiles and said gently, "Of course, he will! Our ng ng is so excellent, who wouldn’t like her?"

Rong ng rubbed against her palm, smiling, "Mommy just knows how to praise ."

"That’s because you are worth it," Rong Qichuo chid in softly, his voice filled with pride, "ng ng is outstanding; who wouldn’t want to praise her a bit upon seeing her?"

Rong ng’s eyes squinted with laughter from being flattered.

Soon after, as if rembering sothing, her smile faded slightly, a graceful frown forming between her brows, "Mom, my teacher is decided. Has a teacher for little brother been found yet? The other day at Shiwei Xuan..."

"Ahem."

Her words were abruptly cut off by Rong Qichuo’s cough, and Rong ng imdiately halted her words and turned to inquire worriedly, "Brother, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Housekeeper Lin, hurry and make so rock sugar pear water!"

Rong ng’s tone was anxious, and Housekeeper Lin turned to leave, unable to be stopped by Rong Qichuo.

"Brother, are you alright?" Rong ng looked worried.

Rong Qichuo was naturally fine.

He just didn’t want Rong ng and Ying Man to learn about being threatened by Rong Zhi at Shiwei Xuan. Saying it would be humiliating.

Moreover, father had promised him that he would make Rong Zhi pay, so there was no need to hold on to her now.

Rong Qichuo shook his head to indicate he was fine, and only then did Rong ng feel relieved, returning to the previous topic.

"Mom, has a private tutor been found for little brother?"

Ying Man’s face darkened slightly, and she replied with a heavy tone, "Not yet."

The main issue was that she didn’t know who to hire as Rong Zhi’s tutor. Given Rong Zhi’s temperant, she feared that any teacher sent over would be thrown out imdiately.

Sitting upright, Ying Man fell silent, the dislike for Rong Zhi deepening in her heart.

Rong Xian’an, who hadn’t participated in the conversation, suddenly opened his eyes, his expression almost indifferent, "No need to look anymore. Tomorrow the old master has arranged for a friend to co over. He’ll be Rong Zhi’s tutor."

Rong ng’s expression was surprised, "Grandpa arranged it?"

Rong Xian’an nodded.

A faint gleam flickered in Rong ng’s eyes, a touch of darkness passing through them.