Rong Weiwei felt like her breathing was about to stop. Her face was devoid of any color as she struggled fiercely, and in a frenzy, she roared at Rong Yan, "You're crazy, what do you want to do! I don't want this! Mom, Mom..."
Her cries were so loud, Jiang Meiqi couldn't possibly have not heard them. Seeing the police cuff Rong Weiwei's wrists, the normally dignified lady of high society grew frantic, her eyes bloodshot as she rushed forward and shoved at the police, only to be pulled away by the other officers under the pretense of cooperating with the investigation, "Mrs. Rong, please do not cause a disturbance, we are lawfully taking Miss Rong to the police station for a talk."
"Let go of me!" Jiang Meiqi, having successfully married Rong Nanfeng, was accustomed to respect from everyone in Capital City, and to living the pampered life of Mrs. Rong. Suddenly being treated so impolitely by mere police officers, anger crept into her eyes and brows, "I said let go of me!"