She opened the door and went out, seemingly hearing the noise upstairs, the arguments of the two, and stopped.
"Aunt Rong."
"Aunt Rong."
Neither of them looked too good.
The scene Rong Ying really wanted to see was just like this, she laughed and walked downstairs.
"As soon as I open the door, I hear you guys arguing. What's going on?"
As she said it, Rong Ying looked at Lu Moqing with a tone of rebuke from an elder:
"Mokqing, you too, as a big man, can't you let your wife have her way?"
Lu Moqing didn't say anything with a livid face, just walked to Rong Ying's side and changed the topic:
"Aunt Rong, Aunt Zhang told me you were looking for me. What's up?"
If it were a normal marital relationship, Lu Moqing would only say he heard from Qiao Xu, not Aunt Zhang.
So, just from Lu Moqing's words, Rong Ying could judge that the relationship between this couple had indeed reached its worst point.
She thought about it, laughed, and said:
