Chapter 2 Rongxia

When Ning yuan was younger, she would always bring her youngest daughter out to play with her close friends. Her friends would stare at her and then her youngest daughter's faces and tease them that they do not look like each other at all.

It was not that her adopted daughter was not good-looking. It's just that the children in the family were all adorable and Rongxia looked too ordinary compared to her older brothers. Moreover, both she and her husband were very good-looking, so her close friends would inevitably tease her.

This huge difference would always remind her of the fact that her An An was lost, resulting at the end of the day, she would break down in her room with Mr Ming Ji consoling her.

Ning yuan gathered her thoughts and called out faintly " An An, this is Rongxia, your adopted sister."

RongXia clenched her teeth, hearing Ning yuan's introduction "Adopted sister? So all these years you only thought of me as adopted?" She thought.

Ming An Ling looked unconcerned as usual. She did not seem excited to see her biological parents. She merely nodded at Ning yuan politely.

Seeing Ming An Ling's cold demeanor. Rongxia rolled her eyes and spoke up for her. "Mom, An An just came back from the countryside. She might not be used to it yet."

Ning yuan had interacted with Ming An Ling a few months ago. She could tell that she was aloof, so she did not think much of it other than feeling a little disappointed that Ming An Ling did not call her mom.

Afterall she was lost and did not trust them, now she's back. Hence she will need some time to adapt. There is no rush.

Looking at Rongxia, Ning yuan said " Xiaxia it is hard on you." Before landing her eyes on Ming Ji "Husband you should bring her in to rest."

RongXia's face instantly turned red. She opened her mouth and instinctively wanted to say something. "Mom..."

Ning yuan looked at Rongxia. She could not help feeling a little upset, but she did not show it. "Do not make me repeat myself."

Ning yuan was elegant and dignified. Although she was in her fifties, there were very few wrinkles on her face. She looked like she was in her late thirties at most. Although she was smiling, there was a domineering vaillant aura in her eyes that could not be ignored, that vaillant aura was not normally seen in a rich lady.

Ming An Ling raised her brows in astoundment, her mother is quite beautiful.

RongXia looked at her foster mother shocked. She felt humiliated and embarrassed. She bit her lip, her eyes were moist and her face was pale as if she had been greatly wronged.

She couldn't understand why the person who had once doted on her so much would suddenly become so cold. Just because her own daughter had returned?

If that was the case, then it was too hypocritical!

RongXia felt scammed

The atmosphere was awkward as the two were in deadlock with each other.

"Ahem." Ming Ji, who had been silent all this while, cleared his throat and said, "Xiao Xia, let's go home first."