Rong Xuelong was jolted back to her senses by the sound of the car door closing.
Her expression softened.
She smiled. "What a coincidence. Grandma, you are also going to look for Tomi to make a gown?"
In the car, except for Tomi's assistant, who was cowering at the side and didn't dare to make a sound, the rest of the people were all unkind.
Old Madam Rong sat opposite Rong Xuelong and looked at her arrogantly.
On either side of her and behind Rong Xuelong were strong bodyguards in black.
"You're really becoming more and more promising." Old Madam Rong's expression was cold. "You fooled our Rong family with your vixen mother!"
With Old Madam Rong's attitude, Rong Xuelong couldn't possibly use her warm face to stick to someone else's cold ass.
His expression immediately turned cold. "Grandma, say it. If there's nothing else, I still have something on. I won't accompany you."