"Hmm," Rong Shaoze nodded slightly, a sweet smile curling up the corners of his mouth.
He seemed as ecstatic as a pauper who had suddenly won tens of millions in a lottery.
Yet Rong's mother angrily said, "Shaoze, I see you've completely fallen into her trap!
She tells you to break up, and you agree to it; she wants to make up, and you eagerly comply?
What does she take you for? Does she really think that, just because she's Xiaocong's mother, she can be so bold and treat you however she wants?
Does she really believe that the position of the Young Madam of the Rong Family is hers forever, unshakable?
I'm telling you, even if you've made up, I don't agree with you two being together!
I have to tell her to leave our Rong Family; we can't afford to marry such a noble daughter-in-law!"
"Mom!" Rong Shaoze frowned deeply, speaking coldly.
