Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!-Chapter 983 - 487: Scourge

The security guard finds it really unbelievable that this crazy woman is actually Rong Xianning’s biological mother.

This upscale apartment houses many celebrity tycoons, but recently, the most famous one is Rong Xianning, who’s almost daily a trending topic.

His daughter likes Rong Xianning; following her, he watched the variety show Brainstorm and genuinely realized how outstanding Rong Xianning is. No wonder he appeals to so many teenagers; he truly deserves it.

Shame he has such an unreliable father.

And now, who’d have thought another ridiculous biological mother would pop up.

Zhou Rong hurriedly asked, "Where’s Ningning?"

Rong Yuhe glanced at the business car behind him, "In the car."

Zhou Rong wiped her face, "This child, putting on some star airs even with me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she got up and walked toward the car.

The security guard heard Zhou Rong’s words and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Are these the words of a mother to her son?

From their words and actions, it’s clear that the couple is cut from the same cloth.

Rong Xianning, this child, truly has it rough.

Zhou Rong patted the car window.

Rong Xianning expressionlessly opened the car door.

Zhou Rong bent down and squeezed into the car.

Fascinated by the car’s interior, she looked around and touched everything with undisguised greed in her eyes.

"Ningning, you’ve lost weight. Being a star is exhausting, right?"

Zhou Rong’s eyes were busy surveying the surroundings, not sparing even a glance at Rong Xianning.

"When we get home, I’ll cook you some good food, and I’ll get you back in shape within a month."

Rong Yuhe got in the car and instructed the driver, "Drive."

Assuming a tone of ownership.

The driver looked in the rear-view mirror at Rong Xianning and only started the car after getting Rong Xianning’s nod.

Passing by the security guard, Zhou Rong deliberately rolled down the window, exposing Rong Xianning’s figure, and flaunted to the security guard with a triumphant face.

"Open your eyes wide and see clearly, this is my son, my biological child. You didn’t believe me, you bunch of snobs."

The security guard forced a smile, "It was our oversight, madam, please forgive us."

The title ’madam’ greatly flattered Zhou Rong and immensely satisfied her vanity.

"Smart of you to recognize."

Once the car drove into the community’s underground garage, the security guard spat and couldn’t help complaining to his colleague, "What kind of folks, only know how to leech off their kids, acting all smug about it?"

His colleague sighed, "Who says life ain’t good? Born with such an excellent son, no worries about living and eating in this lifetime."

"I feel sorry for that kid, venturing out young is already difficult, not only to pay off Dad’s astronomical gambling debt but also drag along a burdened mom. His days are surely hard."

His daughter’s idol, loving the house makes one love the crow on it too, plus Rong Xianning is so outstanding, the more you know, the more you like.

Unfortunately, fate does not treat him kindly.

This is Zhou Rong’s first time at Rong Xianning’s apartment. It’s not large but decorated with taste; a master bedroom and a study, and once Rong Yuhe arrived, he got a simple bed and lodged in the study.

Zhou Rong took a shower first, then came out wearing Rong Xianning’s shirt that was drying on the balcony.

Zhou Rong touched the shirt on her body, "The fabric is pretty nice, not cheap, right?"

Seeing her wearing his shirt, Rong Xianning’s eyes dimmed. He took a deep breath and suppressed the rising frustration.

"Ningning, did you buy this house? It shouldn’t be cheap, right?" Zhou Rong asked while checking out the surrounding decorations.

Rong Xianning spoke coldly, "It’s rented by the company."

"Rented? You make so much money for Ding Meng, and she only rents you a place? That woman is so stingy."

Walking through the drawers looking for something to eat, "I’m hungry, is there anything to eat?"

Rong Xianning opened the food delivery app and ordered a meal.

Once Zhou Rong was full and had drunk enough, she flopped onto the chair, "This is the fullest meal I’ve had in this month, so comfortable."

Rong Yuhe stared at her, spoke irritably, "You ran off with some guy, how come you’re willing to come back?"

Zhou Rong wasn’t afraid of him, rolled her eyes, and retorted, "You gamble, gamble, gamble every day, finished all our savings, am I supposed to suck on northwest wind with you? You sure have some skills, even went to Australia to gamble, losing a billion at a time. What are you, some top tycoon? In the end, isn’t our son cleaning up your mess? How dare you accuse me?"

Indeed, Rong Yuhe felt guilty, scolded by Zhou Rong, he dared not retort.

Zhou Rong became more intense in her scolding, "Me? Have a fling with another man? You dare to say that? When you went out hiring prostitutes, did I ever say anything? We each do our own thing; I don’t care about you, nor should you try to manage me."

The resentment welled up in Rong Yuhe, but he temporarily had no grounds, forced to swallow his pride.

Listening to these two wrecks squabble, exchanging accusations, and shifting blame, Rong Xianning’s eyes were full of mockery.

"Only the son is reliable, at least he won’t let me wander the streets, won’t let me starve, right, Ningning?"

Rong Xianning got up, walked into the bedroom without a backward glance, slammed the door with an ear-piercing sound, as if silently revolting.

Zhou Rong frowned, "This child, still the same as before, always showing a deadpan face, seems really here to collect debt."

Rong Yuhe eagerly pulled her into the study, anxiously trying to grab her.

Zhou Rong annoyedly pushed him away, "Don’t touch me, we’re just a divorce certificate away from splitting."

Rong Yuhe quickly apologized, speaking all sweet things, coaxing Zhou Rong to smile, the two indeed have some feelings, soon reconciled like lovebirds.

Amidst the passion, Rong Yuhe whispered softly in Zhou Rong’s ear, "Rongrong, sixteen years ago when you worked as a nanny at a wealthy family in Jingzhou, could it be..."

The last sentence was pressed very low; only the two of them could hear.

Immersed in desire, Zhou Rong hearing Rong Yuhe’s words, felt a cold slap of water, instantly waking her up.

She sharply pushed Rong Yuhe away, looked at him defensively.

"What nonsense are you talking?"

Rong Yuhe squinted his eyes, "You spoke once when drunk, why deny it now? We’re married, no need to hide it from me."

Chilled, Zhou Rong pulled a nearby blanket, covered herself, cautiously sat up, suspiciously eyed Rong Yuhe.

"Can drunk words be valid?"

"In vino veritas."

Zhou Rong shook her head, "You misheard, I never said it."

Rong Yuhe sighed, "Honestly, the billion-debt Rong Xianning helped pay, he’s working for Ding Meng ten years for free to settle it. He can ensure we won’t want for food or drink, but trying to extract anything from him, it’s impossible. You returned not wanting hard times, right?"

With a slap on his back, Zhou Rong cursed him, "What do you plan? Harmed Ningning isn’t enough, who else do you want to ruin?"

Rong Yuhe caught her hand, the smile vanished from his face, eyes piercingly sharp, "I’ve had enough of this life, no money, we’ll be despised forever. Rong Xianning at best will be a third-rate celebrity this lifetime, lacking social stature, the kid’s got a somber mind, yearning to cut ties with us, can you count on him for support in old age? There’s clearly another opportunity, why not seize it?"

Zhou Rong hesitated but eventually shook her head.

"No, can’t do that, it’ll ruin him."

Rong Yuhe sneered, "A real mother, huh? You’ve never acted this way towards Rong Xianning."