From now on, the farther away from him, the better!
She lowered her eyes and gently caressed the wound on her arm, where there was no longer a small, hard lump.
The tracker had been removed.
It was that device that harmed Rong Shaoze and killed so many people...
Thinking about the scene of Rong Shaoze and his brothers fighting in a bloodbath, her heart tore painfully.
So many lives, gone in an instant.
Rong Mingyan, Qiao Yiyang, you both are truly ruthless!
The car stopped at the Rong Family’s old mansion. Lin Xinlan got out of the car and looked at the mansion, hesitating, feeling timid.
How was she to face Rong Shaoze’s grandfather and mother once inside?
The gatekeeper, upon seeing her, hurriedly opened the gate with joy, "Young Madam, you’re back!"
Then, as if remembering something, the gatekeeper’s smile faded, and he immediately showed a sorrowful expression.
Lin Xinlan understood, he must have thought of Rong Shaoze.
"Are Grandpa and Madam at home?" she asked as she approached him.
The gatekeeper hurriedly replied, "They are. But they’re not doing well. Have you heard, Young Madam, about the young master’s incident in the United States..."
On the way, she learned all the details from the gatekeeper.
Just as Qiao Yiyang had said, they all thought that Rong Shaoze’s mishap was due to a conflict with the God of Hell; no one suspected Rong Mingyan.
Lin Xinlan pushed open the door to Rong’s mother’s room to find her asleep, with an IV in her hand, her face pale, and looking thin and haggard.
The consecutive incidents involving her husband and son had dealt her a great blow.
Even if she was assertive and strong, she couldn’t hold up.
Lin Xinlan quietly sat beside her and, looking at her, couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by grief, covering her mouth tightly and breaking into tears.
Since she had woken up, this was the first time she had cried.
Not crying in front of Qiao Yiyang, she didn’t want to show him her weakness.
Nor did she want to anger him, fearing that in his anger, he might do something to harm her.
As a member of the Mafia, committing murder and arson was within his capabilities; what else was there that he couldn’t do?
Lin Xinlan’s soft sobbing woke Rong’s mother. She slowly opened her eyes, saw Lin Xinlan, and instantly thought of Rong Shaoze. Her eyes reddened, and she too started to cry.
Seeing this, Lin Xinlan hurriedly stopped crying and wiped away her tears with the back of her hand.
"Madam, are you awake? I’m sorry, I must have woken you," she said.
Rong’s mother just looked at her and wept, saying nothing.
Lin Xinlan knew she must be thinking of Rong Shaoze.
She held her hand, not knowing what to say, and could only hold it tightly, assertively saying, "Madam, you must be strong and hold on, you know? Shaoze isn’t dead. Without his body, we can’t assume he is dead!"
The mother’s eyes brightened with a glimmer of hope, and color returned slightly to her face.
"Really... is it really true?" she grabbed Lin Xinlan’s hand eagerly and asked, excited.
Lin Xinlan nodded firmly, "I don’t believe he’s dead. I know he’s still alive; he must be still alive! Maybe someone else rescued him, or maybe he can’t show himself for some reasons. But I know, as long as he’s alive, he will one day come back to us."
In the past two days, Rong’s mother had thought her son was dead and had lost all will to live, deciding to join her husband and son in death.
Now, hearing Lin Xinlan’s words, she saw hope again and truly believed that Rong Shaoze was still alive.