"If last night I, Rong Qingqing, locked your daughter Rong Jiaojiao in a dark room, almost costing her half her life, would you, Rong Honghui, still be standing here and telling your daughter that it was just a joke between me and her?"
"You keep speaking of family, but do you consider me, Rong Qingqing, as family? You’re just taking advantage of the fact that I, Rong Qingqing, have parents who gave birth to me but don’t care about me, so you use your lousy elder status to oppress me."
Rong Qingqing was never afraid of anyone.
"Want to be my elder, huh? Fine, go invite the old masters of the Rong Family or Shen Family, let them point at my nose and say I, Rong Qingqing, am disrespectful and uneducated!"
Shen Jue stood by Rong Qingqing, the first to notice her abnormal emotions.
She stood there, cursing Rong Honghui while crying, her body slightly trembling.
Something was very wrong with her.
Shen Jue reached out to hold Rong Qingqing’s hand, turned his head, and spat a word at Rong Honghui.
The butler saw this and quickly stepped forward to escort Rong Honghui out.
"Rong Qingqing." Shen Jue called her softly, "Don’t be upset."
Only then did Rong Qingqing relax and slump onto the sofa.
Tears continued to fall one by one.
"It’s infuriating, truly infuriating. I hate, I absolutely hate those people who rely on their elder status yet do nothing honorable!"
If it weren’t for these so-called elders, she and her brother wouldn’t have had such a difficult childhood.
If it weren’t for these so-called elders, she and her brother wouldn’t feel like outsiders in their own home. The source of this content ɪs novel★fire.net
So, in this life, the people Rong Qingqing hates the most are those who hold the title of elder but don’t do what elders should do.
Rong Honghui is also one.
"They don’t deserve the word ’elder’," Rong Qingqing said angrily.
"Yes, they don’t deserve it." Shen Jue echoed, "Stop crying, if you cry more, your eyes will swell and you’ll look ugly."
Rong Qingqing glared at Shen Jue with misty eyes.
With tears streaming down, she truly had no threatening force.
"Are you mad at me too?" Rong Qingqing sniffed.
"Just speaking the truth." Shen Jue pulled a tissue and wiped Rong Qingqing’s tears, "Don’t be upset over people who aren’t worth it, it’s bad for your health."
"True, getting too upset is bad for your health and cuts life short." Rong Qingqing nodded, swatted Shen Jue’s hand away, and grabbed a tissue herself.
Then, without any regard for image, she blew her nose forcefully in front of Shen Jue.
The sound was not elegant.
But Shen Jue found Rong Qingqing’s grumpy appearance a bit cute.
At this moment, the butler hurried in.
"Young Master, Miss Qingqing, the two old masters are here with Rong Honghui and Rong Jiaojiao."
Rong Qingqing gasped and instinctively looked at Shen Jue.
"Probably Mr. Rong found out what happened last night and came to Shen Manor," Shen Jue guessed, then Mr. Rong met Mr. Shen at the door along with Rong Honghui who had been kicked out by him.
As for Rong Jiaojiao, she might have stayed at Shen Manor after running out.
"No, I still need to cry for a while."
Rong Qingqing moved her mouth, eyes, and nose, brewed the tears for a few seconds, and then directly plunged into Shen Jue’s arms to continue crying.
After crying for two seconds, seeing Shen Jue stunned and not moving, Rong Qingqing grabbed his hand and put it on her waist, whispering, "I can’t cry for too long, later comfort me not to cry, or else I won’t have an excuse."
Shen Jue almost couldn’t hold back his laughter.