Compared to Huo Yanshu, Rong Qingze has a stronger desire to conquer.
She likes Rong Qingze, and it’s not just simple affection; there’s also her longing for power.
"Huo Yanshu, I don’t want to choose you. Every time I’m with you, I think about the time when I was unconscious, and you were with Rong Yanqiao, you even fell in love with her!"
Huo Yanshu is a man, a normal man, and he’s the heir to the Huo Family.
She could understand Huo Yanshu’s actions, but she couldn’t accept that Huo Yanshu fell in love with Rong Yanqiao, with her replica.
This has been the thing she’s minded ever since she returned to Huo Yanshu’s side.
Huo Yanshu had no words to say.
Because what Wenming said was all true, he couldn’t deny Wenming’s words.
"If you want to return to Rong Qingze’s side, I’ll send you back. As I just said, don’t worry, I will help you." Huo Yanshu pressed his lips and spoke heavily to Wenming.
This was a promise to Wenming.
Wenming didn’t say anything. If Huo Yanshu could keep his promise, that would be best. If the promise couldn’t be fulfilled, she wouldn’t have anything to say.
Rong Qingze returned to Rong Yanqiao’s side, two hours later.
He was carrying fruits and small cakes in his hand.
He had seen Rong Yanqiao eat before, and now that it had been a while, she must be hungry.
But Rong Yanqiao was in too much pain to have an appetite.
"Uncle, thank you, but I don’t have much of an appetite."
Rong Qingze had taken the trouble to buy these for her.
But right now, she wanted to know even more, "Uncle, have you found out who is behind this time?"
Jiang Bei hadn’t given him a reply, and he hadn’t asked.
After a moment of silence, Rong Yanqiao spoke slowly, "The people this time came for you; could it be an enemy of yours?"
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Besides, the power of the Rong Family was still present.
To reach this level, it must be an enemy.
Rong Qingze said indifferently, "No matter who it is, I won’t let them continue to have an easy life. What do you want to eat now? Tell me; I can make it for you."
Rong Yanqiao thought about it; because of her knife wound, there were very few things she could eat.
Moreover, she had no appetite right now.
So, she shook her head, "Uncle, I don’t feel like eating anything."
Rong Qingze paused, looked at Rong Yanqiao, and his tone allowed no refusal, "In your condition, you need to replenish some nutrients."
Rong Yanqiao understood this, but she really didn’t feel like eating anything.
"Uncle, just have someone send me a little something."
Rong Qingze stood up, "Then I’ll stew some chicken soup for you."
Seeing him about to leave, Rong Yanqiao was somewhat surprised.
Rong Qingze turned his head, his voice indifferent, "I’m going to make it for you."
Rong Yanqiao was stunned.
She originally thought that cooking for her was just something Rong Qingze said casually.
But unexpectedly, judging by Rong Qingze’s demeanor, it seemed quite likely it was true.
Now, Rong Yanqiao’s feelings were especially complex, "Uncle, you don’t have to go to such lengths."
Rong Qingze shook his head, "Just rest well here, take a nap first."
He walked to the door, and as he turned back, seeing Rong Yanqiao still with a stunned expression, he couldn’t help but want to laugh, "What’s wrong? Is there something wrong if I cook for you?"
Rong Yanqiao hesitated to speak, "Uncle, you really don’t have to go to this extent."
Rong Qingze said, "It’s fine, you rest first, and when you wake up, there’ll be chicken soup to drink."
After saying this, he turned and left.
The door of the ward was closed, and Rong Yanqiao sat on the hospital bed, already stunned.
This time, after she woke up, Rong Qingze’s attitude was particularly different.
She had actually guessed that Rong Qingze’s attitude towards her might change, but she hadn’t expected the change to be so vast.
Rong Yanqiao closed her eyes.
At this moment, she could no longer see clearly into her own heart.
But she knew, she certainly didn’t want Rong Qingze’s feelings towards her to be out of gratitude.
Gratitude, treating her as a lifesaver.
Just like Wenming and Huo Yanshu.
Thinking of this, Rong Yanqiao’s eyes dimmed.
With the previous example in front of her, Rong Yanqiao really didn’t know what mindset to use to view this matter.
She was really afraid that Rong Qingze’s change in attitude towards her was because she had saved him.
While Rong Yanqiao was lost in her thoughts, the door to the ward suddenly was knocked on.