Li Juan saw her mother, whose face was full of anger, heading out. Her gaze flickered.
However, she didn’t chase after her.
Meanwhile, Madam Rong was at home cooking!
"This late already, how come your daughter hasn’t come back yet?"
Rong Wenming: ...
What do you mean "your daughter"?
Isn’t she your daughter as well?
"She must be busy! Now that the hospital has discovered her superb medical skills, how could the hospital let her go?"
Madam Rong, hearing this, couldn’t help but glare at him, "Can you not speak properly? Is it appropriate to use ’let her go’?"
"Alright, alright, I misspoke," Rong Wenming said with a gentle smile, "What I mean is, the hospital sees such a great talent, they definitely want to make the best use of her..."
With those words, he provoked another glare from Madam Rong, "If you can’t speak properly, just shut up! Would you use ’make the best use of her’ on your daughter?"
She was absolutely furious.
Rong Wenming: "...What I mean is that our daughter is incredibly skilled, and the hospital probably has some difficult patients they want her to help. Anyway, don’t worry about whether she’s eaten or not, she probably had her lunch in the hospital cafeteria."
Madam Rong didn’t want to speak with him anymore, and just at this moment, there was suddenly a tumult of cursing outside, and their front door was being pounded on fiercely.
"...Rongs! Come out... don’t hide inside like cowards..."
Rong Wenming and his wife both frowned upon hearing the yelling.
"Who is that?"
Rong Wenming wasn’t sure, but Madam Rong recognized who it was.
She scoffed coldly and marched outside briskly.
Right, she also grabbed a kitchen knife on her way out.
Seeing her with a knife, Rong Wenming felt his eyelids twitch several times and hurriedly followed her out.
Mother Li was still outside, cursing loudly, getting angrier with each word.
After being splattered with chicken feces that day, she had felt sick all night, and it even ruined her appetite for her meals.
Today, she was here for revenge.
As she was cursing away, the door suddenly swung open.
Then, she saw that old bitch charging out with a knife.
A knife? The words of Mother Li abruptly stopped, "What, what are you doing?"
Madam Rong sneered, "I’m gonna get you!"
Swinging the knife, she charged at Mother Li.
Seeing the knife coming almost onto her... Was this madwoman actually going to chop her?
Mother Li, frightened, turned and ran as fast as she could...
Madam Rong chased her for a short distance, "Don’t you run! I’m going to chop you to death..."
Hearing the footsteps chasing her from behind, Mother Li ran even faster.
Oh my God, had this old bitch gone insane?
Rong Wenming, seeing his wife chasing with a kitchen knife, his eyelids twitched uncontrollably, "...Calm down, Honey..."
Only then did Madam Rong stop, and slowly walked back.
Seeing her husband, she snapped, "Idiot, why did you come so late?"
She had to chase a few extra steps because of his delay.
Rong Wenming: ...
Madam Rong returned to the house feeling exhilarated, thinking about that old woman running so frantically she lost her shoes... She felt she might eat an extra two bowls of rice for lunch.
Rong Wenming watched her happy state and was somewhat speechless.
He was about to ask what had happened but decided against it.
Rong Yan, riding her bicycle home, saw that her mother was in a good mood, casually asked, "Mom, did something good happen? You seem so happy. Someone might think you found some money."
Madam Rong gave her a glance, "What’s there to be happy about finding money? Someone with high moral standards and awareness like me would definitely turn it in at the police station, not secretly keep it. I’m not that kind of person."
Rong Wenming: ...
You really know how to paint yourself in gold.

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