Chapter 509: Kneel

Mrs. Fu looked at her. "Frankly, I don’t think this is necessary. My daughter isn’t the descendant you’re looking for. Besides, she’s very busy with her own affairs, and—we don’t know each other well."

"As my educated daughter would say—it’s better to keep acquaintances at arm’s length. We’re just strangers who met by chance, why make things so complicated?"

"Furthermore, you showing up at our home like this has been a bother. But more importantly—you investigated my daughter behind our backs. What gives you the right?"

Mrs. Fu’s voice was filled with resentment as she spoke that last sentence.

She had initially planned to let it slide, considering the woman’s age and her search for a long-lost relative.

But now, seeing the grandmother and grandson show up at her door again, she was truly angry.

The frustration she had been suppressing finally boiled over.

Old Mrs. Rong’s face paled at the accusations.

"I-I’m sorry. We were rude. I promise we won’t look into it again."

Rong Jun, however, was getting angry.

"We didn’t investigate Fu Mingxue for no reason! She looks so much like my great-aunt—"

Mrs. Fu cut him off with a cold laugh. "There are plenty of look-alikes in the world. You’ll always find one or two in a crowd of a hundred. Does that make them all family?"

"What, you think you’re justified in randomly investigating people?"

Rong Jun was so angered by her words that he retorted recklessly, "If you haven’t done anything wrong, why are you so afraid of being investigated?"

Old Mrs. Fu was instantly furious.

"Bah! We come from a good, clean family, what do we have to fear from an investigation? Who do you think you are, investigating us?"

"You—you—" ’This is absurd.’

Before he could get the words out, Old Mrs. Rong slapped him across the face.

CRACK! The slap was deafeningly loud.

Rong Jun’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at his grandmother.

’How could she hit me?’

Old Mrs. Rong’s face was grim. "Rong Jun, where are your manners? Apologize. Now."

"Grandma, she’s the one who’s—" ’—being unreasonable.’

"If you don’t apologize, you can stop calling me your grandmother." Old Mrs. Rong’s authority was absolute.

Rong Jun could see his grandmother was truly angry.

He didn’t dare disobey.

He had no choice but to bow his head to Mrs. Fu. "I’m sorry. I was wrong just now. I shouldn’t have spoken so recklessly. I was out of line."

Mrs. Fu regarded him coldly. "I don’t need your apology. Just leave. And don’t ever show your faces here again. Our home is too small to accommodate such lofty figures."

She was no longer concerned with being polite.

’Look at the things he said earlier.’

’What was that about not being afraid of an investigation? Who the hell does he think he is? What gives him the right to investigate them?’

’Just because he has a bit of money?’

Rong Jun’s face alternated between pale and ashen.

"I’m so sorry. This is all our fault. We weren’t considerate enough." Old Mrs. Rong gave Mrs. Fu a deep bow.

Seeing this, Rong Jun couldn’t help but cry out, "Grandma—"

Old Mrs. Rong ignored him.

Mrs. Fu’s expression didn’t improve.

’She really hadn’t expected the old woman to do this.’

Luckily, she reacted quickly and stepped aside to avoid the bow.

"Just go!"

’This is all so exhausting.’

Old Mrs. Rong straightened up and nodded. "Very well. I apologize for the disturbance."

Then she turned and walked away.

Rong Jun quickly moved to support her, but Old Mrs. Rong brushed his hand away.

Old Mrs. Rong opened the car door and got in by herself.

Her actions made Rong Jun panic.

"Grandma—"

he called out hesitantly.

Old Mrs. Rong neither answered nor acknowledged him.

It wasn’t until they were back at the hotel that Old Mrs. Rong’s stern voice broke the silence. "Kneel."