The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend-Chapter 411 - 329

He always felt that a profession like racing, full of uncertainties, was not proper work.

But he couldn’t understand why Ying Hengyu could dive in headfirst, even choosing to give up his senior year study time for racing, and falling out with their father over a girl; he never understood it.

Because he felt that he and Ying Hengyu were not on the same path; for eighteen years, he had never once looked his brother in the eye.

But after setting aside these prejudices, Ying Hengxiang thought seriously and realized that perhaps from the beginning he had placed himself on a much higher pedestal, being overly critical and dissatisfied with Ying Hengyu, while in fact, Ying Hengyu had never provoked him at all.

It was all his biased perception.

Ying Hengxiang talked until his mouth was dry and until he had nothing left to say, like he had finally unloaded a burden that had been pressing down in his heart for years, and only then did he feel a sense of relief.

Rong Zhi, at some point, had lightly picked up a lollipop with her fingertips, its clear packaging revealing the candy within.

She twirled the candy stick absentmindedly, and Ying Hengxiang’s gaze followed the motion of her fingers.

After a while, she curled her lips into a light smile, "Was the last candy tasty?"

Ying Hengxiang was taken aback, then suddenly remembered she was talking about the orange candy he had found in the conference room last time; a flash of understanding crossed his mind, and he blurted out, "Very sweet."

"Then this one is for you too."

Rong Zhi pushed the candy in front of him.

Ying Hengxiang: "... Huh?"

What is this move?

Rong Zhi leaned back leisurely, propped her chin lazily, "A reward for acknowledging your mistakes and correcting them."

Her tone carried the air of an elder teaching a younger one, prompting Ying Hengxiang to retort, "I’m not a kid, besides, I think I’m older than you, right?"

After this heart-to-heart exchange, he subconsciously categorized Rong Zhi as one of his own, and gradually his tone reverted to that of the aloof Second Young Master Ying.

"Even Ying Hengyu calls me brother," Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow nonchalantly, "What do you think?"

Ying Hengxiang was at a loss for words.

He would absolutely refuse to call Rong Zhi third brother.

But he had to admit, her casual remark eased the tension in the air; as he picked up the lollipop, unwrapped it, and put it in his mouth, savoring it with the tip of his tongue.

His grip on the candy stick tightened for a moment, the sweetness spreading in his mouth, and he couldn’t help but curve his eyes, reflecting autumn water.

-

The next day, Rong Zhi received a call from a courier. After signing for the package downstairs, she opened it to find a bumper car for adults placed in the spacious living room, looking particularly unique.

"Who sent this??" Ying Hengyu mumbled, biting into a bun with a muffled voice.

Rong Zhi shook her head.

Her phone dinged; she swiped it open to see a message from Ying Hengxiang on WeChat.

Ying Hengxiang: [Did you receive the package? I didn’t know what color you’d like so I just bought one randomly, or let me know if there’s something you want, I’ll place an order.]

Rong Zhi remained silent, then replied: [What made you think of buying this?]

Ying Hengxiang: [When I saw you and Ying Hengyu playing bumper cars, I thought I’d make up for disturbing you guys, but really, aren’t you too old for these games?]

Rong Zhi: "..."

No, she doesn’t like it.

Ying Hengyu circled around the bumper car, wanting to try it, and when Rong Zhi looked down at him, he cheekily asked, "Bro, shall we ride it?"

Rong Zhi crossed her arms, nodded her chin toward behind him, and said expressionlessly, "Are you sure, here?"

Following her gaze, Ying Hengyu saw a collection shelf in the living room behind him, displaying many rare collectibles, the cheapest of which started at six million at auction.

"..."

He immediately clasped his hands together, surrendering to his empty wallet, "I was wrong, bro, I’ll make myself scarce right away."

Rong Zhi arched her brow mockingly, a soft "hmm" as her response.