Her demeanor only made Rong Qingze more infuriated.
"Rong Yanqiao, do you know what you're doing?"
Rong Yanqiao merely chuckled, "Why, is it only okay for Uncle to be carefree, but not for me to relax a bit?"
Rong Qingze was almost amused by her audacity.
Carefree—did Rong Yanqiao really consider medical exams on the operating table as carefree?
Seeing Rong Qingze smile, Rong Yanqiao assumed he was flustered with anger.
"Uncle, there's no need for you to put on this pretense with me. You know what you've done."
Rong Qingze thought Rong Yanqiao was still talking about the incident at yesterday's award ceremony.
He admitted that he had indeed been in the wrong in that matter.
But it wasn't such a grave error that required Rong Yanqiao to run away from home.
Moreover, after a whole day of medical exams, he was feeling exceedingly fatigued.
