Who knew that as soon as the phone was set down, it rang again.
"Seriously?"
She thought it was Li Shengxiao calling again, and with a sense of dread, she went back to pick up her phone. As soon as she saw the caller ID, her beautiful eyes quickly filled with coldness...
The three words on the phone kept jumping on the screen, indicating that the caller was determined to make her answer.
She took a deep breath, held the phone to her ear, and spoke calmly, "Does Mrs. Rong have something to say?"
"Is this the tone you use to speak to your own mother?"
She would recognize that voice even if she turned to ashes.
Five years ago, it was this very voice that pointed at her nose and scolded her furiously—
—Rong Yan, if it weren't for your father and grandmother, I would have really wished to strangle you, you curse!
—Whose bastard are you carrying? Can't you stay out of trouble?