Repenting or Mourning

Unexpectedly, after running two steps, she saw Rong Jinghui standing at the corner.

"Jinghui… Second Brother…" Rong Xueling wanted to pounce into his arms.

However, Rong Jinghui dodged her.

She could only grab Rong Jinghui's sleeve. "Second Brother, Second Sister-in-law said that she wants to chop you up and feed you to the dogs…"

Rong Jinghui had already heard Qiao Sisi's words clearly.

He didn't expect Rong Xueling to dare to complain in front of him.

He tugged at his sleeve with a cold expression. "If I dare to betray her, she doesn't have to chop me up. I'll chop myself up and feed myself to the dogs."

"Second Brother! Why are you…" Rong Xueling's eyes were filled with tears. "Why are you so muddle-headed? What do you like about this vicious woman?"

Rong Jinghui only had one word for Rong Xueling's heartfelt question. "Crazy!"

Rong Xueling still wanted to pull him and cry.

But her phone rang.