Li Jingming listened and his mouth twitched slightly, wishing he could slap Rong Shengsheng's pretty little face. Indeed, she was a femme fatale, so heartless and ungrateful even toward her own twin brother.
She was clearly capable of helping to get a household registration, yet she chose not to help.
He nodded with understanding, and in his heart, he felt even more sympathy for Rong Han. After all, the kid was quite pitiable, an orphan from an early age, forced to work for Li Hanxian without a household registration, never having attended school, and filled with deep-seated inferiority and a hostile temperament, which was, under the circumstances, only natural.
"Since my cousin-in-law has already put it that way, then I have no objections either. I'll be taking my leave now. I wish you good luck, cousin-in-law, and hope you can resolve this matter soon."
Li Jingming, hands in pockets, walked with a swagger, not giving anyone a second look.
