Not only would her face be lost, Wushuang would be implicated as well.
With Chengwen's several hundred million inheritances, why should she be so hung up on a puny villa?
Wu Rong silently jeered at Xinghe.
So what if the hussy stole the villa from her? Ultimately, the inheritance was in her name.
As long as she had a breath in her, the little bastard girl will never get the Xia Family inheritance!
The villa she would be considered as a charity for a beggar!
Wu Rong's mouth curled into a victorious smile and she intoned what she was thinking. She called Xinghe a beggar to her face multiple times purposely, wanting to get under her skin.
Xinghe ignored her completely.
"There's the door if you're done. Don't overstay your welcome, you're contaminating my house with your germs," Xinghe returned to Wu Rong her own words.
Wu Rong spat on the floor with disdain before turning to go pack.
