Pei Rong inhaled deeply before he suppressed his anger and said, “It’s not too late to recall the text message. Give me your phone.”

Old Mr. Pei veered his eyes and kept holding onto his pocket. He paused before he turned to look at Pei Rong again. “Son, just take it from me. It’s not too late to stop. I know we can’t afford to offend Qin Zheng, but let’s not forget Huo Yao has the backing of the Min family…”

Old Mr. Pei did his best to convince his son to change his mind, but Pei Rong promptly interrupted his father.

“Enough. Dad, this all comes down to pride. Why do you keep insisting that I’m making a mistake? I’m just watching out for myself and planning for my future.”

Pei Rong was sick of listening to his father’s nagging all these days.

Pei Rong shook his head and stopped trying to take his father’s phone. He simply said, “What’s the point of telling Huo Yao about this? You don’t understand what Deputy Chairman Qin is like. The moment he sets his sights on something, there is no changing his mind.”

Old Mr. Pei felt as though he did not know his son at all. He did not expect Pei Rong to become an unscrupulous man and suddenly felt upset.

Pei Rong did not want to see the disappointed look on his father’s face, so he raised his head and said, “Huo Yao might have the backing of the Min family, but do you think they can keep saving her?”

Old Mr. Pei was stunned. “What do you mean?”

Pei Rong narrowed his eyes as he thought about the conversation he had with Deputy Chairman Qin a couple of days ago. He did not give his father an answer. Instead, he said, “Haven’t you been treating Young Master Min?”

Old Mr. Pei did not understand why Pei Rong suddenly brought up the matter. Moreover, he had never told anyone about Min Yu’s condition. How did Pei Rong find out?

Old Mr. Pei looked at Pei Rong and asked. “How did you know?”

Pei Rong straightened his sleeves. “I just know.”

Old Mr. Pei frowned. “So what if he’s sick?”

“The guy is going to die anytime. What makes you think he can keep shielding Huo Yao?” answered Pei Rong mildly.

Old Mr. Pei promptly said, “Do you want to do something to Min Yu? Are you nuts?”

“Do I look like I’m capable of doing anything to him?” Pei Rong pursed his lips and said, “He’s already sick. Why should I bother doing something harmful to him?”

Old Mr. Pei froze briefly. It sounded like Pei Rong knew nothing about Huo Yao’s treatment of Min Yu and his recovery.

Heparted his lips wanting to speak, but Pei Rong could not be bothered talking to him any longer. “Dad, I know you don’t want to help me. Why don’t you just stay home and rest for a few days?”

Pei Rong stopped looking at Old Mr. Pei and turned to leave the bedroom.

The door slammed shut behind Pei Rong. Old Mr. Pei sat leaning into the chair sadly before he sighed.

He could only hope that Min Yu would let Pei Rong off on account of him.

**

After leaving Old Mr. Pei’s bedroom, Pei Rong decided to go back to the Apothecaries’ Association to speak to Deputy Chairman Qin. He told the maid to keep an eye on Old Mr. Pei before leaving for the association.

When Pei Rong got to Deputy Chairman Qin’s office, he noticed that there was a guest present there. Pei Rong could only wait outside.

After waiting for roughly 20 minutes, Deputy Chairman Qin walked out with the guest. His attitude seemed particularly reverent. From the looks of it, the guest was an influential man. Pei Rong could not help feeling surprised by Deputy Chairman Qin’s courteous attitude.

He only dared to secretly glance at the guest. He hurriedly lowered his head, moved sideways, and gave way.

Deputy Chairman Qin did not look at Pei Rong. He simply nodded to his guest. “Mr. Fan, don’t worry. I will handle everything as soon as possible.”