"I'm not Rong Xiaoda's daughter!"
Rong Xuelong's voice sounded from outside the door.
After such a big matter at home, she quickly finished her work and rushed over.
She had just walked to the door when she heard this absurd suggestion.
She walked in with big strides in her high heels and walked to Madam Rong energetically. She said reproachfully, "Mother, you're really too much. Someone was about to sell you, but you didn't say anything."
Madam Rong smiled slightly and clearly didn't care. "It's nothing. I was just watching a joke. Why do I have to waste my energy talking?"
"Besides." She smiled and patted Su Yanyun's hand. "I have a daughter-in-law to help me decide now."
