Even If You Marry a Sow, You Can't Marry Her

Madam Rong rubbed her brows. "I'm not interested in your secret."

Rong Xuelong had a big mouth and even if she had a pimple on her face, Madam Rong simply didn't believe that she had any secrets.

"I definitely don't have any secrets in front of Mommy." Rong Xuelong said coquettishly. "This secret isn't really a secret. It's just some gossip."

Seeing how mysteriously Rong Xuelong was acting, Madam Rong couldn't help but smile. "Okay, go ahead."

Rong Xuelong slid down from the sofa's armrest and leaned beside Madam Rong. She deliberately lowered her voice. "This news is related to my brother. This afternoon, Jiang Chengxi even went to see someone before he saw Lin Yi. Guess who?"

"If you want to say it, say it. What's with the guessing?" Madam Rong was impatient.