Chapter 504 - 504: Seeking Wang Qing’s Shelter
Chapter 504: Seeking Wang Qing’s Shelter
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“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.
While I and Rong Tianshi struggled to get by in the hospital, wearing worn clothes and barely eating enough, this usurper lived in luxury. This world is so unfair.’ Mrs. Rong Sr. thought.
Rong Feiyu helped Mrs. Rong Sr. to her feet. Before Rong Feiyu could get Mrs. Rong Sr. inside, a sharp female voice echoed down from the steps, “Feiyu, who told you to get near her? Get over here this instant! Do you have no sense of disgust?”
Wang Qing stood above, frowning down at Rong Feiyu.
Rong Feiyu let go of Mrs. Rong Sr., hiding her revulsion behind a mask of difficulty. She left Mrs. Rong Sr.’s side and returned to Wang Qing.
Looking down, Wang Qing’s swollen face reminded her of Rong Tianshi and Rong Qi, kindling a surge of hatred in her heart. From her position of authority, she addressed Mrs. Rong Sr., “What are you doing here? Haven’t I told you already that the Rong residence has been sold? I came today to move out.”
“Move out? Where will you go?” Mrs. Rong Sr. panicked, “Are you going to abandon Tianshi and me?”
“Why should I care about you? You expect me to look after you? Just leave. Where we’re going is none of your business,” Wang Qing said dismissively.
Mrs. Rong Sr. became desperate and said, “Wang Qing, you can’t do this. You are Tianshi’s wife. If you don’t care for us, how are we supposed to survive?”
Mrs. Rong Sr. resorted to her typical tactics of crying, making a scene, and threatening self-harm. But Wang Qing was impervious to her act and said, “Guards, throw this dead old hag out. And make sure she doesn’t come near the residence again. We don’t want the new owners to be put off by her presence before they even arrive!”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Soon, two men in black took Mrs. Rong Sr. by the arms, preparing to throw her out.
Mrs. Rong Sr. struggled, not caring about the pain in her foot anymore, and said, “Wait, I have something to say. Don’t throw me out, I beg you, don’t cast me away.”
Clutching the ground, Mrs. Rong Sr. crawled towards Wang Qing and begged, “I can work for you; just tell me what you want me to do. But please, don’t send me away. I still have some use; I can be useful!”
After days of hardship, Mrs. Rong Sr. would grasp at any opportunity to escape her plight.
Hearing that, Wang Qing waved for the guards to step back and exchanged a look with Rong Feiyu. Wang Qing rolled her eyes and said, “You can stay, but you have to prove your worth to me. There is something I need you to do right now. Will you do it?”
“Yes! Whatever it is, I’ll do anything as long as you don’t cast me out!” Mrs. Rong Sr. agreed immediately, without a hint of hesitation.
Wang Qing’s smile grew wider, her gaze settling on a distant point as she began to weave her scheme..