The Beginning of Natural Disaster, I Won by Hoarding Tens of Billions of Supplies

Chapter 644: Extra – Young Master Rong

In the early hours of the morning, everything was silent. 

A cool breeze lightly brushed the curtains, and dim light faintly leaked through the fabric, mingled with barely controlled low growls and sultry moans. 

The sounds were rising and falling, like the ebb and flow of waves on a boat, shifting and drifting aimlessly. 

Rong Sanshao slid off Yu Yin and reached for a cigarette on the nightstand. He lazily lit it, took a couple of puffs, and slowly exhaled the white smoke… 

After all that, a cigarette was all he needed to feel on top of the world. 

At his age, he wasn’t really that into relationships anymore. The passion of his younger years had faded, but as a husband, he still had his responsibilities and duties to uphold. 

Born with a silver spoon, he could switch women as easily as changing clothes. 

He might not have many talents, but his skills in choosing his birth were top-notch. 

Once the son of the richest man, the national heartthrob who drove countless women wild, he lived the enviable life of a carefree second-generation heir. 

Even though the Rong family wasn’t one of those ancient, prestigious families, his father had laid the foundation well. To be blunt, even if he messed things up, he’d be fine for several generations. 

But everything came crashing down in an instant. 

Not due to human error, but a natural disaster. 

After an intense, sweaty session, he finished his cigarette and relaxed, but soon sleepiness began to creep in… 

Suddenly, the noise and chaos picked up again, filling his ears with loud, obnoxious sounds. 

With a soft and fragrant body in his arms, Rong Sanshao opened his heavy eyes, instinctively raising his hand to shield them from the light. 

“Sweetheart, if you finish this bottle of white wine tonight, we’ll forget this ever happened,” a young man in a flowered shirt and casual shorts teased, leading the others in a loud, mocking cheer. 

The girl remained expressionless. “Sorry, I’m here to work, not to drink.” 

“Oh, so you remember you’re here to work? Then why were you filming us?” 

The girl calmly explained, “I wasn’t filming you, and I didn’t expose any of your privacy. I filmed the luxury cars after getting the manager’s permission.” 

She had waited for Young Master Rong to leave before taking the shot, but she didn’t expect the spoiled brats to come back and throw a party with a bunch of young models. 

“The manager’s a nobody. He doesn’t even have the right to lick Young Master Rong’s shoes. Do you know how much those cars are worth? If they get scratched or damaged, your life wouldn’t be enough to pay for it!” 

The spoiled rich kid sneered, eyeing her plain clothes with disdain. “Girls like you are just looking to get close to Young Master Rong. Too bad your methods are so pathetic.” 

One of the others chimed in, “I think this girl has a good body. Why don’t you strip and let us enjoy the view? Maybe this whole thing can be forgotten.” 

As soon as he said that, the others joined in with loud cheers, “Young Master Rong’s in a good mood today. Who knows, maybe you’ll get lucky tonight!” 

Rong Sanshao’s ears were ringing, and the scent of perfume from the models filled his nostrils. 

When his eyes adjusted to the light, he lowered his hand and saw the girl standing in front of him. His pupils instantly dilated in shock. 

Holy crap, it’s her! 

His body reacted instinctively, and he jumped up suddenly. 

The young models who had been clinging to him were caught off guard and fell to the floor in a heap. 

Rong Sanshao was stunned. In his panic, he couldn’t even find the words to say! 

This only fueled the excitement of his friends, who thought he was tired of the same old thing and wanted something new. 

Young Master Rong was the son of the richest man in the country, the prince of Fengcheng! 

One of the arrogant, spoiled rich kids decided to make a move. “What are you waiting for? Girls who want to sleep with Young Master Rong are a dime a dozen in Fengcheng. You’re lucky to even be here. You really think he’s going to make the first move?” 

The girl fought back, and in the chaos, she grabbed a bottle from the table and smashed it over his head. 

Blood sprayed everywhere. 

It happened so suddenly that Rong Sanshao didn’t have time to stop it. 

The young woman gripped the broken beer bottle, glaring at Young Master Rong across from her. “If you want to play, I’ll play along. After all, what’s my life worth anyway?” 

With that, she lunged the sharp glass towards his chest. 

“Ah!” 

Rong Sanshao suddenly woke up, finding himself sitting on the bed, his forehead covered in cold sweat. 

Fengcheng was still Fengcheng, but it wasn’t the same as it was when he was younger. 

It was just a dream. 

A very real dream. 

Beside him, Yu Yin was still sound asleep. 

Rong Sanshao took a deep breath, not understanding why he had such an absurd dream. 

Although his sister often spoke harshly and didn’t always treat him well, deep down, she had a soft spot. 

The son of the richest man, the prince of Fengcheng… 

He had indeed enjoyed that privilege, but the Rong family had fallen from grace. Wealth and power were now just a thing of the past. 

And as a member of the Rong family, he knew how to let go. 

Over the years, he never really understood why his sister treated him with two faces, but he had to admit, she had been a solid support. 

The Chief had yet to retire, but he was content with his grandkids, and in recent years, many important decisions had been handed over to his brother-in-law. 

When his brother-in-law rose to power, he’d definitely be the second-in-command. 

Everything was progressing as expected, and Rong Sanshao was quite satisfied. 

He turned off the light and went to sleep. 

But just as he closed his eyes, he sat up abruptly. 

Damn! 

That wasn’t a dream; it was like… something that had actually happened! 

A blurry memory flashed through his mind. 

Rong Sanshao broke into a cold sweat. His sister really did work for him! 

And he really had made things difficult for her — just not in such an absurd way like in the dream. 

After twenty-something years, it was hard to remember everything clearly, but suddenly, it all made sense. No wonder his sister always had such unpredictable moods; the root of it must be this. 

Back in the day, in the New City villa district, he’d thought his sister looked familiar, like he had seen her somewhere before. 

If it was true, everything would make sense. 

Rong Sanshao quietly smoked a cigarette and then chuckled to himself. 

He had come this far because his sister wasn’t really holding grudges. 

Just as he was about to fall asleep, there was noise from the building across the street. 

Through the window, he saw someone working late into the night. 

The new sister-in-law was a force to be reckoned with, screaming like a pig being slaughtered. 

It was nothing like Yu Yin, who had to be carefully trained before she’d let loose. But after all these years, the passion between them had long faded, and it was more about getting things done. 

His older brother’s stamina was on the decline, and his body wasn’t what it used to be. He wasn’t sure if he could keep up. 

But from the sounds, it seemed fine. 

Speaking of which, it was Rong Sanshao who had introduced the new sister-in-law. 

The Rong family was making a comeback, and Tingting was well-known—young, beautiful, and successful. Men lined up to court her, even his older brother became a hot commodity. 

But in Fengcheng, there were all kinds of people—some just looking for a rich meal ticket, others with their eyes on the Rong family’s wealth, and some trying to trap his niece and brother. 

His older brother didn’t want to drag him down, so he turned them all down. 

Now, the woman he married was a foreigner. 

But he didn’t expect her to be so aggressive. The baby had barely been born a month, and she was already so eager. 

At that time, Rong Sanshao had gone to the hospital to find Jiang Ning and accidentally saw a cleaner’s pants stained with blood. 

In the aftermath of the apocalypse, with so few human survivors, Fengcheng had relaxed its conditions for accepting young survivors of different races, as long as their character passed. 

Young, fertile women were in high demand, and there were daily fights over foreign women. 

Rong Sanshao immediately got the idea to use his position to investigate the foreign woman’s background. 

Not only was he quick-witted, but he also acted decisively. 

After confirming the woman was fine, he didn’t hesitate to help his older brother win her over. 

Using the Rong family’s advantages, it was a smooth process. He even asked Jiang Ning to help adjust the new sister-in-law’s health. 

Less than a year later, she was pregnant. 

With that, Rong Sanshao felt his burden lighten a little. 

He sighed with relief. 

He had dreamt of the old man, and for once, he hadn’t been scolded. The old man even gave him an approving smile. 

It was late, and in the morning, he was still groggy. 

The sticky rice dumpling crawled in and snuggled into Rong Sanshao’s arms, her milk-white arms wrapping around his neck, “Daddy.” 

Rong Sanshao groggily got up, but when he heard his daughter’s soft voice, his heart melted. “Little cloud.” 

He kissed her a few times and playfully scratched her with his stubble, making her giggle. “No, it tickles.” 

Father and daughter started playing around on the bed. Little Cloud pouted and acted spoiled, “Daddy, En’en has two older brothers, I want two too.” 

Rong Sanshao was amused and speechless. “Chenzhu and Chenqian are also your brothers.” 

“No, En’en said they are her brothers, and she won’t let me call them brothers.” 

Little cloud was upset. She wanted her own two brothers to protect her, just like En’en did. 

“I’ll try, okay? I’ll work hard to have a little brother for you to play with. Will that work?” 

Little Cloud was almost three and often ran after Huo Chenzhu and Huo Chenqian. They told her that their mom couldn’t have an older brother, and she could only have a younger brother or sister. 

The little one was a fan of the two boys, believing everything they said. She wanted a brother, but she was just being stubborn. 

Though both brothers were very kind to her, she still wanted a brother of her own. 

Hearing her father say the same thing, she could only reluctantly nod. “Okay.” 

En’en wanted a little brother too, and once he was born, she would give him to En’en. 

Yu Yin came in and gently said, “Breakfast is ready. You two lazy bones, hurry up and wash up.” 

The breakfast was hearty—milk, bread, eggs, and rice porridge. 

Her older brother and his wife were still late, and Yu Yin asked, “Should we call them?” 

“No need.” Rong Sanshao drank his milk calmly, not changing his expression. “They were busy all night.” 

Yu Yin pretended not to understand and lowered her head to peel an egg for Little Cloud. 

After breakfast, he drove Yu Yin to work. On his way to the military department, he ran into Jiang Ning, who was dropping her kid off at school. 

A few years had passed without him realizing. Fengcheng now had a kindergarten and elementary school, with textbooks donated by Jiang Ning, and libraries and museums were in the works. 

Thinking about the dream from last night, Rong Sanshao couldn’t help but smile. It was absurd, but very much like Jiang Ning.