CHAPTER 117: CHAPTER 117: PLASTIC PARENTS

"Good morning, Sister Qingqing!" Shen Qiao popped out from the side and ran toward Rong Qingqing. "How are you feeling today, Sister Qingqing? Any better?"

Rong Qingqing looked at Shen Qiao. "You’re really not going to class today?"

"No matter how I tried to persuade her this morning, the child insisted on staying home with you." Guo Lan walked over, "The doctor is on the way, we’ll have him check you out soon."

Saying this, Guo Lan glanced at the wound on Rong Qingqing’s forehead. That morning, before Rong Qingqing had even fully woken up, the nurse had changed her dressing, removing the bandage, saying it was to prevent the wound from suffocating.

"Your mother will come to Shen Manor to see you later," said Guo Lan.

Rong Qingqing responded with an "Oh," not taking it to heart.

With such superficial parents, no one would realize if they had a change in who they were.

The Rong couple, the second in the family, everybody knows, they’re just a pair on the surface.

Though they grew up together, they have detested each other since childhood, yet were forced to attend the same school and then marry after graduating college. For others, this might have been a sweet romance drama.

But for Rong Qingqing’s parents, it’s a disaster of a love story.

After marriage, they continued to despise each other, and having Rong Qingqing was merely fulfilling a family alliance duty.

After having Rong Qingqing, they each lived carefree lives outside, with everyone in their circle aware they were playing separately.

Rong the Second changed girlfriends as frequently as clothes, while his wife was a bit more devoted, keeping a boyfriend for at least six months, with longer relations lasting over two years.

The only requirement from both families for them was:

They could play freely in private, but it was absolutely forbidden to play openly. Divorce was not an option for them.

Of course, another crucial requirement was that the child must remain part of the Rong family.

Absolutely no illegitimate children could be involved.

Rong Qingqing’s parents had their own retreats outside and only returned once a year for festivals to show their faces, have a meal, and then leave again.

The extent of their care for their daughter was limited to glancing at her when visiting the Rong Family and saying one sentence:

"Our Qingqing has grown a bit more."

After Rong Qingqing went abroad, she didn’t return home for the holidays each year either.

Rong Qingqing couldn’t help but suspect that now with her change of wardrobe style, appearing in front of those superficial parents, they might not even recognize her as their daughter.

The doctor arrived just as Rong Qingqing finished breakfast, and after examining her, nodded approvingly.

"Ah, youth is great. Recovery is going well." The doctor smiled and advised,

"For the next few days, mainly stay rested and avoid moving around much. If you really can’t hold back, sit in a wheelchair and have someone push you out for air, but avoid crowded places to prevent being bumped."

"I can only stay put for two more days at most." Rong Qingqing held up two fingers. "Not a day more."

"How many days isn’t for me to decide, but your body to decide. If you move too much, eventually there’ll be a time when you’ll want to move from your bed but can’t." The doctor shrugged. "Don’t think you can use the same cheat on me as you did with my teacher."

Rong Qingqing’s mouth twitched.

"In my teacher’s eyes, you’re a junior, a kid. He had to humor you a bit. With me, if you’re over seven, there’s no special treatment." The doctor straightened up, turning to talk to Nanny Zhao about Rong Qingqing’s diet in the coming days.

Rong Qingqing let out a small scoff.

Rong Qingqing’s superficial mother, Ms. Wang, arrived precisely at this moment.