"But, Tianshi, there's something else I want to discuss with you," Mrs. Rong Sr. said. Though she was seething internally, Mrs. Rong Sr. swallowed her anger. She'd settle the score with Wang Qing later.
"If it's about the hidden family asset, all I can say is that I don't know anything about it," Rong Tianshi said.
"What do you mean you don't know?" Mrs. Rong Sr. questioned.
Rong Tianshi opened his eyes, his gaze tinged with a wistful longing. He explained, "Let me be clear, the Rong family has no secret assets. If we did, why wouldn't I have used it when the company was struggling? Why would I hoard it?"
"It can't be! You gave me a key, look!" Mrs. Rong Sr. fumbled in her pocket, pulling out a piece of cloth. Unwrapping it, she held up a golden key. "What is this key for then? Tianshi, have you been listening to someone's lies? Don't believe them! I'm your mother. How could I ever be so cruel to you? I—"
