Su Xiaong walked up to Rong Jing, handed over the invitation, and smiled gently,
"Young Master Rong, you’ve been looking more haggard by the day."
Rong Jing took Su Xiaong’s jab with a smile and said, "With President Su working so tirelessly to find flaws in the Rong Family, I worry day and night—how could I not look haggard?"
"Seeing how you can joke back, it seems the Rong Family must have so decent counterasures..."
Su Xiaong said, her elfin eyes lightly sweeping over Rong Jing and Rong Qiao standing next to him,
"Today is Mr. Rong’s sixty-third birthday... could it be a trap set for , Su Xiaong?"
Rong Qiao’s expression stiffened, and before Rong Jing could respond, she hurriedly spoke up,
"Su Xiaong, you’re really good at flattering yourself!"
"For my father’s birthday, the attendees are all notable figures from the business and political world. To have so many people set a trap just for you—are you really that important? Heh!"
"Speaking of which, Miss Rong, it’s really been a while since we last t..."
Xiao ng took a slight step forward, her face lightly made up yet still showing a gentle smile, as her eyes scanned Rong Qiao’s outfit from top to bottom,
"Miss Rong, at your age... you still do love pink..."
"Su Xiaong, what did you just say!"
Rong Qiao, cherished by the Rong Family father and sons, is treated like a precious gem, afraid she’ll break. Be it Rong Si or Rong Jing, they both dote on the spoiled eldest daughter of the Rong Family.
"It’s been two years, right? Miss Rong’s temper really hasn’t changed a bit."
The once naive and sowhat childish nineteen-year-old Su Xiaong has now grown into the youngest female president of the Imperial Group.
Whereas the spoiled and willful Rong Qiao, who always seeks what she has her eye on, remains the sa Rong Qiao.
Both won are beautiful, and standing together now, outsiders might not notice much difference, but Rong Jing sees clearly, though he dotes on his sister, he has to admit...
Rong Qiao falls short of Su Xiaong in all aspects.
Su Xiaong’s light-hearted words seed like they ignited Rong Qiao’s temper, as if setting off a pack of explosives.
Seeing Rong Qiao glower, wanting to rebuke further, Rong Jing quickly pulled her behind him,
"President Su understands my sister’s temperant, there’s no need to hold it against her."
"How could I? But with Miss Rong’s fiery temper, if a guest happens to say a word or two, and she snarls like this—tsk tsk... Elder Rong having a peaceful birthday, he sure has a big heart."
"Having had no contact for two years, I see you, Su Xiaong, have no other skills; your ability to speak sarcastically, with words like thorns, has grown significantly."
Rong Qiao took a deep breath to suppress her rising anger, but couldn’t help retorting, her eyebrows slightly raised,
"Indeed, at your young age, you lost your husband, and without Yin Shixiu’s protection, all you can do is rely on your thorns to protect yourself."
"They say widows are sharp-tongued and an. Seeing you today, Su Xiaong, I’ve co to believe it."
Listening to this, there wasn’t a hint of anger on Su Xiaong’s face. Instead, there was a slightly mocking glance at Rong Jing. She said nothing and walked straight into the grand hall.
This left Rong Qiao puzzled!
She had said so much, and Su Xiaong wasn’t even mad?!
"Brother! Is she still Su Xiaong! What was that expression just now?!"
Rong Jing looked at Rong Qiao with a calm face,
"I’ll tell you what that expression was."
"What expression?"
"An expression of not wanting to embarrass herself."
"..."
"Xiao Qiao, even if you wore this year’s limited edition Chanel fall collection, she wouldn’t see you as a rival. To be blunt, what you and Su Xiaong have in your heads isn’t the sa."
"..."
Rong Qiao looked at Rong Jing in shock, fists clenched,
"Brother, have you really... fallen for her..."
"Whether I like her or not, she has always been an attractive woman."
At nineteen, she had the charm of a nineteen-year-old girl; at twenty-three, she had the allure of a twenty-three-year-old woman.
Rong Jing said plainly, and what he said to Rong Qiao was not to defend Su Xiaong, just stating the truth plainly.
As Rong Qiao’s elder brother, he naturally wouldn’t beat around the bush when speaking to her.
Watching Su Xiaong, with her graceful figure walking into the hall, Rong Qiao’s eyes nearly shot flas!
Standing at the door greeting guests?
Rong Qiao was never that sensible of a person,
"Brother, you go ahead, I’ll go see what’s in her head!"
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