Pretend to Be Clean

"Hello, Ms. Rong."

The woman on the sofa stood up and clasped her hands. The disdain and hostility in her eyes were obvious.

Rong Xuelong was only stunned for a second before her expression turned cold.

"This is my home. How did you get in?"

She turned around and made way. "Please leave now, or I'll call the police immediately!"

She chased her out rudely without any pretense.

"Your home? Ms. Rong is really shameless!"

Ying Fuyi had also shed her usual sunny and decent self and showed a dark expression. "It's just that Ms. Rong has always had outstanding acting skills. Who knows if you're acting again? You clearly stole someone else's key and entered someone else's house without permission, but you talked back! After all, what you're best at is stealing someone else's things!"