Rong Xiaoxia knocked on the door again and said in a cold voice: "Rong Qizheng, Si Cui, open the door. I'm not here to collect debts."
Although her voice was filled with coldness, it was exceptionally pleasant.
Rong Qizheng and Si Cui in the room looked at each other. For a moment, they felt that the voice seemed familiar, but they couldn't remember who it was.
After hesitating for a while, Si Cui went to open the door.
The door opens.
The 20-year-old girl outside has beautiful and delicate facial features. She is wearing a fringed fairy dress from BOE, which makes her elegant.
Si Cui looked at her in shock for a long time, not recognizing her.
But at a glance, he saw the precious sapphire crystal earrings on her earlobes, and a small sapphire crystal platinum necklace around her neck.
A luxurious outfit, beautiful and expensive, like a delicate and beautiful doll.
At first glance, she looked like a lady from a famous aristocratic family. Si Cui thought about it seriously and made sure that she didn't know any wealthy aristocrat.
But she knew very well that such a big shot could not be offended, so she immediately put on a smile and said, "Do we know this lady?"
Rong Qizheng, who was fanning cattail leaves in the house, heard the commotion and came out to take a look.
He didn't recognize it either, "Who are you?"
Rong Xiaoxia's mouth sneered with sarcasm: "You two are really forgetful. They were just discussing how to sell me for money, and you forgot what I look like so quickly."
Rong Qi was pushing Si Cui away, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked her up and down several times, "Are you... Xiaoxia?!"
A year ago, he pretended to take his daughter on a trip to Europe and Africa to relax. On the way, he took the opportunity to contact human trafficking and resold her.
At that time, Rong Xiaoxia was skinny, malnourished, and had sallow skin. Except for a pair of clear and innocent eyes, she had no flesh on her body.
But the girl in front of her has a slim figure, fair and rosy skin, and is wearing a brand-name outfit. She is completely different from the other person.
Si Cui and Rong Qi looked at each other for a long time, and then they gradually found a familiarity under Rong Xiaoxia's exquisite makeup.
Rong Qi was smiling: "I didn't expect that my Xiaoxia would turn out so beautifully after not seeing her for a year. Did she fall into a golden hole?"
Si Cui didn't quite believe it and said sarcastically: "The luxury goods you are wearing are fake, right? Where did you get so much money?"
Rong Xiaoxia glanced at her bitter stepmother, disdaining to continue arguing with them on the topic of money, and went straight to the point in a cold voice:
"I came to you this time to inform you that I am about to get engaged. I found my fiancé myself. I want to transfer my household registration book and completely sever the father-daughter relationship with you, Rong Qizheng."
"fiancé?"
When he heard that the relationship between father and daughter was about to be severed, Rong Qi's face darkened and he began to show off his father's behavior, "It's up to you to find out about your marriage. Don't think that just because you are wearing a fake brand name, you are really a socialite.
, my family’s gambling debts have been wiped out, now that you are back, you should first find a way to help your family pay off their gambling debts.”
Rong Xiaoxia sneered: "We haven't seen each other for a year, but we just met. You don't care about money, but you don't know how to earn it. You only want to enjoy yourself. Rong Qizheng, you should sleep under a bridge and live in poverty for the rest of your life."
Rong Qi was getting angry, thinking that the girl standing in front of him was the obedient Nuonuo from a year ago, who would sweetly call her daddy, but show off her father's majesty in a fierce manner.
"You are still criticizing me, Rong Xiaoxia, I will always be your father, you have to listen to me, if you dare not to listen to me, then I will beat you!"
He raised his palm aggressively, intending to slap Rong Xiaoxia's delicate and beautiful face hard.
But as soon as he waved his hand, his wrist was tightly grasped by a pair of powerful palms.
The opponent's force was so strong that he almost broke his wrist.
Rong Qi was moaning in pain, breaking out in cold sweat, and looked at the man who suddenly appeared next to Rong Xiaoxia.