บท 504: Seeking Wang Qing's Shelter

"You can't move these things! They belong to my household. Who gave you permission to take them away?" Mrs. Rong Sr. commanded.

Mrs. Rong Sr. was shoved to the ground, twisting her ankle and causing her sharp pain. Unable to stand, she could only sit on the ground clutching her foot, wailing. Yet despite her cries, nobody paid her any attention. The movers continued with their work, indifferent to her protestations.

Mrs. Rong Sr. felt as though the sky was collapsing around her. Without money or power, she was invisible to these people, no better than a beggar. As she sobbed on the ground, a voice of confusion came from above.

"Grandma, what are you doing here?"

Rong Feiyu stood before Mrs. Rong Sr., dressed in a beautiful dress, her face delicately made up, her hair fashioned into an attractive style. Rong Feiyu looked like a pampered little princess. Mrs. Rong Sr. looked up at her with mixed emotions.