She had heard that the Godfather was the highest rank, like a gang leader in a gang.
Qiao Yiyang smiled without a change in his expression, "I don’t have that much power, don’t overthink it."
"Is that so?" Lin Xinlan’s face turned a bit colder, "Your power should be greater than Rong Mingyan’s, right? Rong Mingyan could mobilize so many Mafia members, you must be even more formidable. I think, apart from the Godfather, there shouldn’t be anyone who could mobilize that many people at once, right?"
Actually, she was just guessing wildly, trying to bluff Qiao Yiyang.
Qiao Yiyang could see through her thoughts at a glance, and his tone remained firm, without a single flaw.
"You’re really overthinking it. Mingyan has to be cautious around me because I’m his older cousin."
"What?!" Lin Xinlan’s eyes widened in surprise.
Qiao Yiyang nodded, "My father is his uncle, and we grew up together. I am his older cousin, so naturally, he has to show me some respect."
They were actually cousins!
Lin Xinlan felt it was too incredible, "But I seem to remember Rong Mingyan saying that he lived only with his uncle and never mentioned having a cousin."
Then it dawned on her, Rong Mingyan must have been lying.
He concealed his relationship with Qiao Yiyang to confuse Rong Shaoze, allowing them to work together more conveniently against him.
In fact, from beginning to end, Rong Mingyan’s conspiracy involved Qiao Yiyang.
He was not innocent; he was one of the masterminds behind the scenes.
Lin Xinlan pursed her lips, feeling a chill in her heart.
In the past few months, she had been through too much, and this conspiracy made her realize how naive and simple she was.
The complexity of human nature had completely exceeded her imagination.
If she continued to be so naive, she would probably still be outwitted by others...
Suddenly, Lin Xinlan flung off the covers and tried to get out of bed; she didn’t want to stay here, she wanted to go back.
Even if something had happened to Rong Shaoze, she wouldn’t stay with Qiao Yiyang.
"Where are you going?" The man quickly held her shoulder, asking anxiously.
Lin Xinlan pushed his hand away and said indifferently, "I’m going back. Something happened to Rong Shaoze; I must go back and inform the elders."
Maybe they would have a way to save Rong Shaoze.
"You’ve already divorced Rong Shaoze, and now that he’s dead, why go back? Xinlan, just stay out of the Rong Family’s affairs."
She wanted to tell him that Rong Shaoze wasn’t dead, to stop saying that he was.
"My divorce from Rong Shaoze is our business, going to the Rong Family to clarify the situation is my business too," she said firmly, her expression brooking no refusal.
Qiao Yiyang sighed and said, "What are you going to say, and how? Are you going to say that Rong Shaoze was actually a Mafia boss and that he was killed by Mingyan? Do you think his grandfather and his mother can accept such a fact?"
A surge of anger suddenly rose in Lin Xinlan’s heart, and she said angrily, "If not that, then what? Should we let Rong Mingyan keep up his hypocrisy? I must show the grandfathers how hypocritical, how sinister he is! They’ve all been deceived by him; he’s actually a cold-blooded murderer!"
Qiao Yiyang, having no other option, said, "Actually, the police in the United States have already informed them. They were told that during a merchandise exchange between Rong Shaoze and the God of Hell, a dispute erupted, and gunfire was exchanged. Rong Shaoze was unfortunately shot and fell into the sea, and his body couldn’t be found. They’ve been notified of Rong Shaoze’s accident and have sent people to the United States to recover his body."