It was not her fault that Rong Huang had lost it at the beginning. Why did Rong Huang say that?

Mother Rong looked at Rong Huang angrily, "I think you were nurtured in the orphanage, and you were so unobstructed. You can't learn more from your sister. If you are half as good as her Thank goodness."

Rong Huang wanted to laugh a little. If the original owner was still there, it would be uncomfortable, right?

But she is not the original owner, and sadness does not exist.

"Sister? You mean my cousin from the distant house who has been raising in our house?" Rong Huang let out a soft voice, as if thinking of something, "Actually, what she has eaten over the years should have been mine, mother. Why are you so partial? I am your biological daughter."

Seeing Mother Rong's eyes flashed slightly, Rong Huang's face was smiling, but every word was stinged.

"Now that I'm back, people thought I was a poor relative who came to our house from which village to fight the autumn wind."

Mother Rong looked at Rong Huang's clothes that were incomparable to Rong Chan, and visually observed the appearance of up to two or three hundred yuan, a little guilty.

This can't be blamed on her, the blame can only be blamed on Rong Huang for not being by her side these years, she has no relationship with Rong Huang at all.

And it's not that the family has no money, can't Rong Huang ask for it?

That's what Yung Mu thought, and at the same time said the same.

"There is no shortage of money at home, do you have a long mouth just to eat? Can't you ask us for money if you don't have money?"

Rong Huang almost laughed. She had no father and no mother, and was raised by Feng Xi. The initial impression of her parents was that of the parents of the first world's original owner, gentle and kind.

And the mother of this world is arrogant and ignorant, cold-blooded and ruthless.

It made Rong Huang feel extremely responsive.

"Oh, my fault." Rong Huang curled his lips and smiled, revealing a small pear vortex. The other side was covered by gauze, giving people a weird feeling.

Rong Mu was not angry enough, and wanted to teach Rong Huang a lesson, but thinking of the purpose of coming this time, he just endured it.

"I heard your sister say, you said on the Internet that Dusui's child is your fiancé?"

Rong Huang tilted his head, his tone was very soft, if the voice was not hoarse, it would be better, "Didn’t Du Sui be engaged to Rong’s daughter? Could it be that Dad carried you outside and gave birth to another woman? child?"

When Mother Rong heard this, her face with fine makeup became distorted, "Is this what you can say? Your upbringing was eaten by a dog?!"

Rong Huang smiled lightly, angered and did not pay for his life, "I'm sorry, mother, I grew up in the orphanage, no one taught me what upbringing is?"

"The dean only told me that if it is mine, it should be mine, and those who occupy the magpie's nest can't take it away."

"By the way, Mom, I'm back, shouldn't the cousin leave our house?"

Mother Rong was surprised, and refused without even thinking about it, "No, she can't go."

"why?"

"She grew up in Rong's family these years, why did she leave? You can't get along peacefully? Why do you always bully your sister?"

Rong Huang tapped the white quilt with his fingertips. Once again, he was disgusted by Rong's indifference, and he pulled his lower lip, "...oh."

Seeing that Rong Huang was smiling, Mother Rong couldn't understand what she was smiling.

"Please don't talk nonsense outside in the future. Du Sui is your sister's fiancé. This is a fact that cannot be changed."

"And if you look at you like this, the Du family will still want you to be his family's daughter-in-law?

Rong Huang couldn't listen anymore, even the staff could speak better than her.