Rongrong, enduring the pain, got out of bed and sat on the wheelchair prepared for her. "How many days was I unconscious?"
The man truthfully replied, "Five days."
Rongrong nodded and continued to ask, "That Master Long, have you seen him?"
It seemed he was no ordinary figure; with this, her revenge seemed hopeful.
The man shook his head, "They said I am not qualified to meet him."
Zhou Lei sneered inside: If I could meet him, would I let you, this foolish woman, still be alive?
Rongrong sneered, "Such a big show of pride, let's go meet him and see how impressive he really is."
Zhou Lei pushed her out, and as soon as they exited the door, they saw a dozen men standing emotionlessly outside, each dressed in a black suit, tall and robust, with Housekeeper Long among them, exuding a strong and indifferent aura, his presence oppressively majestic.
Rongrong's heart trembled; even a housekeeper held such formidable power, how much more imposing must his master be?