Mr. Ye's Wife is Sassy and Flirtatious Chapter 538: I'd Even Believe She's My Dad

Chapter 538: I’d Even Believe She’s My Dad

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

[Sorry to break it to you, but my values are all over the place because I’m head over heels in love. Isn’t this the true definition of a bare-faced G.o.ddess?]

[Agree. My moral compa.s.s is totally guided by her stunning looks. And honestly, since the truth isn’t clear, we shouldn’t jump to malicious conclusions. I’m waiting for her explanation. If it turns out to be false, I’ll become her fan; if it’s true, I’ll adore her in secret.]

As Rong Qi revealed her face in the live broadcast, the atmosphere s.h.i.+fted dramatically.

Watching from a distance in a van, w.a.n.g Qing was fuming with anger. She thought, ‘I didn’t pay for people to gawk at Rong Qi’s beauty!’

w.a.n.g Qing angrily made a phone call, her voice filled with fury, “What’s going on? Where are your people in the live broadcast?”

After hanging up, w.a.n.g Qing’s gaze s.h.i.+fted back to the broadcast.

[She’s pretty, but does beauty give you the right to do as you please? Neglecting the elderly, ignoring your critically ill father… How can such a person not be condemned by morality?]

[You see how shabbily her grandmother dresses, yet she’s all decked out in fancy clothes. Doesn’t she feel ashamed? If I were her, I’d be looking for a hole to crawl into right now.]

[Both are sisters, but one looks worn out from gathering medical fees, and staying in the hospital, while the other is attending high-end auctions, looking radiant. This world is so unfair!]

Amid the condemnations, some staunchly defended their own views.

[Rumor-mongers, how do you know Rong Qi hasn’t paid the medical bills? Were you hiding under the bed and saw it?]

[Exactly, and Rong Qi isn’t exactly decked out in luxury. She’s dressed in low-key black. I can’t even tell what brand she’s wearing.]

[To those picking bones, why aren’t you scrutinizing Rong Feiyu? Who wears eyeliner when they’re worn out and in a hospital, and dresses in colorful clothes? Hmm, even wearing high-heeled shoes. Talk about being dutiful!]

As people began to notice the contrast between the two live broadcasts, they quickly picked up on the discrepancies. The live broadcast turned noisy with arguments.

Rong Qi, observing Mrs. Rong Sr. throwing a tantrum nearby, narrowed her eyes slightly.

“What’s there to explain? Whatever you say. Whether it’s as a daughter or as a father, I accept,” said Rong Qi.

Echoing Sheng Jian’s words, Rong Qi’s voice, tinged with mockery, was intoxicating.

[My goodness, I’m done for, I’m about to become her fan. Her voice is so lovely!]

[Why do I find a hint of magnetism in a woman’s voice? Ah, I’m bleeding from the nose. She’s so cool. I’m convinced there’s more to this story!]

[Save me. Her “like I care” att.i.tude is so cool!]

Yet as Rong Qi spoke, Mrs. Rong Sr. grew more indignant. Standing up, Mrs. Rong Sr. wailed, “Did you hear that? She’s so heartless! My poor son doesn’t even have money for medical treatment, and she turns to recognize someone else as her father. Oh, I can’t live like this!”

Rong Qi, facing the unreasonable Mrs. Rong Sr., pulled out her phone to send a message. While Rong Qi was busy, the reporters on site continued to stir the pot for Mrs. Rong Sr.

“We’ve connected with our colleagues at the hospital, and now we’ll report the situation live for you..”