But the hussy had the audacity to report to the police, using me of plotting her murder years ago.


    Sending them to the streets was already kindness on my part.


    Of course, Wu Rong didn’t say these things out loud. She nced at Xinghe contemptuously. She was


    not afraid in the least even though she knew Xinghe was there to cause her trouble.


    She had inherited the Xia Family’s entire family fortune; why would she be afraid of Xinghe?


    Wu Rong said with a sneer, “Mrs. Chan, have you gotten senile, why did you let a stranger into the


    house? Our house is not a youth center; entry is not permitted to anyone.”


    Mrs. Chan replied with a voice that was as soft as a mosquito’s, “But Madame, this is Young Lady


    Xia…”


    “Mrs. Chan, you’ve really gone senile! This house only has one young mistress and it is Wushuang.


    You think any random walker could be a young mistress?”


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    Mrs. Chan was cowed into silence.


    Xinghe didn’t even flinch at Wu Rong’s aggression.


    She stared icily at Wu Rong as if branding her for death.


    Wu Rong ambled slowly down the stair, leveling a stare that was equally sharp back at Xinghe. “Xia


    Xinghe, what are you doing here? Get your dirty *ss out of my house or I’ll have the security throw you


    out.”


    Xinghe retorted, “Is that so? I wonder what gave you the power to throw me out.”


    “This is my house! Isn’t that grounds enough? I’ll say it one more time, get out. You’re contaminating


    my house with your germs,” Wu Rong uttered with vehemence and spite, aplete 180 from how she


    was 6 years ago.


    Before Xia Chengwen, Xinghe’s father passed away, Wu Rong was a kind and loving stepmother.


    s, how kind she was back then would be equated to how vicious she waster.


    Xinghe med herself for not seeing through her act before it was toote.


    “Your house?” Xinghe said as she inched closer to her, shooting daggers with her eyes, “Wu Rong, you


    really think I’m oblivious to the truth of my father’s death, my own car ident, and the tricks you’ve


    pulled in his will?”


    Anxiety shed temporarily across Wu Rong’s features.


    She fixed her eyes at Xinghe and said slowly, “So you have recovered your memory.”


    “That’s right, I’m back to collect what you owe me.”


    Wu Rongughed mockingly. She didn’t care whether Xinghe had recovered her memory or not, the


    girl was still the same nobody.


    “I owe you? I’m your father’s wife, after his death, everything naturally falls into my hands, so what do I


    owe you? Who are you to ask for his inheritance?”


    Utilizing the loophole in thew, Wu Rong didn’t consider Xinghe a threat to her im over Chengwen’s


    assets.


    “Xia Xinghe, even if you dare to challenge me in the court ofw, I’m not afraid! But you should be


    because I’m going to sue you for libel!”


    Wu Rong had already contacted herwyers to draft up the paperwork when she heard Xinghe went to


    the police to report her.


    She was going to make sure the little hussy regret crossing her!


    “I wee you to do that, we’ll see who wins and who loses,” Xinghe said with an unwavering tone.


    This made Wu Rong doubt herself, afraid that Xinghe did have some dirt on her.


    However, she quickly tossed her doubt out of her mind, after all, she was too clever for the hussy to


    have anything on her.


    “You have my word. I’ll personally send you off to jail,” Wu Rong spat with ruthlessness. She turned


    and ordered, “Mrs. Chan, call the security to toss her out!”


    Mrs. Chan was stunned.


    Wu Rong shot the old maid aser-sharp gaze, adding, “What, even you are rebelling against me


    now?”


    “Of course, not, madam…” Mrs. Chan had no choice but to call for security.