When the Empress Becomes a Rich Family's Wasted Daughter

However, since she wants to be independent at the age of 19, he wants to see how she is going to be independent.

Liu Ruzhen helplessly looked at Rong Qinan who was clamoring to follow her, and felt puzzled as to what kind of drug Rong Zhen had given Anan.

If it was because of the bar.

It shouldn't be...

She heard that the group of people who were causing trouble in that bar were desperate. What else did Rongzhen do besides helping to call the police?

Rong Qin'an took a cold look at the clothes his mother was wearing.

She is very concerned about looking decent in her daily life. In order to know what clothes to wear for different occasions, she specially finds a fashion designer to help her choose the right clothes and attend classes.

But now, she is wearing this outfit.

It looks ordinary...and her hairstyle is no longer neat shoulder-length curly hair, but a slightly messy bun at the back of her head.

The usual delicate makeup on her face was gone.

She wasn't wearing any rings, earrings or necklaces.

Rong Qinan felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. He still didn't know what to call this emotion...disappointment? How does it feel to know that his mother is not the generous and kind stepmother in the TV series, but just a selfish ordinary person?

Liu Ruzhen glanced at Rong Qinan and smiled.

"An An, your sister is in the School of Management. Go find her. She sent me a message saying she would take you around Jiangcheng University."

Rong Qinan was very cold.

"I just know my sister is going to perform later and I want to watch it."

Liu Ruzhen didn't react at first and asked in confusion.

"What is your sister going to perform..."

As she spoke, she reacted and her face changed slightly.

"An An, can you tell the difference between blood and water? Qian Qian is your biological sister!"

The son I raised myself.

The elbows are turned outward.

Rong Qinan's expression inexplicably became much more mature, and he looked at Liu Ruzhen calmly.

"Mom, I can tell the difference, but I think you can't."

Liu Ruzhen had never been spoken of in this way by her youngest son. She was angry and sad at the same time, and couldn't help but speak in grievance.

"An An, you have to understand that Mom is doing this for your own good. You are still young and there are many things you don't understand..."

Rong Qin'an indeed thought so before.

He always believed that even though his mother intervened in small matters like what color socks he should wear when going out, she did it for his own good.

Although since he was a child, some people in the family would occasionally compare his mother to his father's deceased wife, saying that she was just a substitute for the ex-wife, he knew that his mother pretended to know nothing for his own good.

He did not deny that his mother was good.

But he also cannot deny the facts of what he saw.

This is unfair to Rongzhen and his father's deceased wife whom he had never met.

Rong Qin'an turned around and walked towards the door, not arguing with his mother about this issue any more. He came here this time just to do his part.

Seeing that Rong Qin'an stopped talking.

Liu Ruzhen took out a handkerchief from her bag and wiped her eyes. Today she was playing the role of a stepmother who worked tirelessly for Rongzhen, and this foundation was a bit too dark.

Seeing the silk handkerchief stained with yellow foundation, Liu Ruzhen frowned.

She followed Rong Qinan and handed the invitation letter to the volunteer at the door...

The time is noted on the invitation and is specifically marked in bold.

So the parents took their seats one after another.

There are not many students in the School of Performing Arts, with only 40 students in the first and second years combined. There are even fewer students participating in the performances, so the students whose names are written in front are the students who will be participating in the performances, and there are also two seats reserved for their families.

Parents who did not attend the performance can find a suitable area to sit.

The backstage at this time.

Qi Miao was arranging work on the intercom from time to time, while taking Liang Feng and Xu Qing to the largest dressing room.

The actors' makeup is basically complete, only the makeup artist is still helping the actors put on their clothes.

The dressing rooms for freshmen and sophomores are divided into male and female only.

Qi Miaogang put down the intercom and was about to tell Xu Qing behind him that she would knock on the door to see if the actor was available.

As a result, Xu Qing pushed the door open and walked in, shouting with a smile on her face.

"Xinxin."

Rongzhen reacted quickly. After all, although the prop clothes were complicated to put on, she basically got the hang of it after just one look. Now she was also the first actor to put on Shangguan Wan'er's clothes.

She took a step forward to Gu Zhaozhao, who had just put on her inner shirt and the makeup artist was helping her put on her outer shirt. She couldn't help but scream when she saw the door suddenly open and a strange middle-aged man standing next to a middle-aged woman.

But Rongzhen was like a hero descending from the sky. Although her figure was slender, she was just enough to block her.

The makeup artist hurriedly put the coat on Gu Zhaozhao, looked towards the door angrily and questioned.

"Why didn't you knock on the door?"

Everyone knows that you have to knock on the door before entering any dressing room backstage, and no one locks the door when people go in and out.

"That's right, this is the actress' dressing room, and it says please knock on the door."

"How come you came in suddenly?"

Liang Xin was also quite angry and was about to complain.

When I looked in the mirror, I found that it was my parents who came, and my face immediately became happy.

Liang Feng was a little embarrassed. Although he didn't see anything, he felt a little embarrassed to be told so by a group of female students. He couldn't help but glare at Xu Qing.

Loudly accuse.

"It's just to see our child, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Mom! Dad!"

Liang Xin had already put on her clothes and finished matching her headdress. She stood up and shouted in surprise.

"Hey, Xinxin."

But Liang Xin couldn't move her feet now. Although the dressing room was large, there were props and clothes under the feet of several actors.

Rongzhen frowned.

You won't even say an apology?

She looked carefully at Gu Zhaozhao, whose coat was already fastened, and then she looked coldly towards the door.

"They say that education can be seen from parents. Indeed, it is now being observed carefully."

Gu Zhaozhao's face flushed red, and when she saw Rong Zhen decisively stand up and speak, she couldn't help but mock him.

"It really makes me speechless. She was still changing clothes, but you came in without knocking. Auntie, uncle, if you want to see your junior sister, you should also consider the timing, okay?"

"I remember the rule that parents are not allowed to come in before the show starts."

Her eyes were already looking at Qi Miao, the Minister of Culture and Entertainment, who was standing aside, obviously embarrassed and speechless.

Liang Feng frowned.

Although his wife was very happy about this, it was just opening a door and he didn't see anything.

He looked at Gu Zhaozhao with an unexpected expression, and then glanced at Rong Zhen.

"I want to see my good daughter. Do I need to report to you little girls?"

"You are all so sharp-tongued. Xinxin, have you ever been bullied? Tell daddy and he will vent your anger for you."

Xu Qing immediately spotted a beautiful girl with a unique temperament standing not far from her daughter.

This must be the Rongzhen that my daughter complained about in WeChat.

She actually had the guts to say to her daughter and her family that they were ill-mannered? !

Xu Qing took two steps inside, rolled her eyes, and turned down the corners of her mouth.

"What do you mean? You said my daughter is ill-mannered?"

"I order you to apologize to my daughter immediately!"