Old Master Rong was anxious for a long time.
Then, he said carefully, "Mengxia… have you been well all these years?"
"Me? Can't you tell if I'm good or not?" Madam looked around the interior of her house deliberately.
The exquisite decorations, luxurious furniture, and the entire house and garden were as big as the Rong family's.
It was self-evident.
Looking at Madam, she had been taken good care of by Su Yanyun these few months. She had gained weight and was in a good mood to take care of herself again. Her lips were red and teeth white, and one could already see the elegance from her youth.
"Good is right, good is good…" Old Master Rong muttered softly. "Seeing that you're doing well, I feel at ease…"
"Then take care. I'm a good person at everything, but I don't care about the past." Madam ordered coldly. "In the future, it's better for everyone to not interact with each other."