"No rush, I’m waiting for something. Besides, isn’t it more interesting to let Rong Shaoze think we are easy to bully, then watch him lower his guard?"
"He was caught off guard once; he won’t take it lightly this time. He will be even more cautious."
"I know, but this time, I’m going to make sure he doesn’t even have a chance to fight back."
In Qiao Yiyang’s eyes, a bloodthirsty killing intent flashed, and the corner of his mouth curled into a cold arc.
Rong Mingyan asked in confusion, "Yiyang, what exactly are you hiding from me?"
Qiao Yiyang gave a shallow smile, "It’s not the time to tell you yet. I have promised the other party to keep it strictly confidential. Don’t worry, I will naturally tell you the truth when the time comes."
Rong Guangguo’s funeral had ended several days ago, and during this time, everyone in the Rong Family had been very busy.
At the funeral, Xiaocong’s existence was exposed.
Once the media learned that Rong Shaoze had a son, they scoured for gossip and reported the matter one after another.
For a while, Xiaocong became extremely newsworthy.
Fortunately, they didn’t manage to get a photo of Xiaocong.
Even if they had, no one would dare to publish it.
A journalist at the funeral managed to sneak a photo of Xiaocong, feeling triumphant about having hidden his camera, thinking that he had an exclusive scoop.
Just then, two black-suited bodyguards politely "invited" him for a chat, not only smashing his camera but also his livelihood.
Since then, no one dared to take photos of Xiaocong anymore.
Even if someone wanted to sell his photo to the media, no outlet dared to take it.
After all, Rong Shaoze had the power to not only ruin one person’s career but even destroy the livelihoods of every employee in a company.
In a world where there was no shortage of news to report, who would risk offending Rong Shaoze for a temporary scoop?
It had to be said that Rong Shaoze did an excellent job of protecting Xiaocong’s privacy.
At least until Xiaocong could protect himself, he would not allow his son’s photo to be exposed.
But for all Rong Shaoze’s vigilance, someone still found an opportunity to kidnap Xiaocong.
When Lin Xinlan received a call from the kindergarten teacher, it struck her like a bolt from the blue, and she almost fainted.
Breaking out in a cold sweat, she ended the call, trembling as she dialed Rong Shaoze’s number.
"Rong Shaoze... Xiaocong... he..." She was too frightened to utter a complete sentence.
The person on the other end spoke with a deep tone, "I already know. I’m on my way to the kindergarten now. Don’t come over, trust me, I will handle it."
"Okay..." Lin Xinlan hung up the phone and frantically rushed outside.
As Rong’s mother was passing through the living room, she called out to her in surprise, "Xinlan, where are you going? What happened?"
"Nothing..." Dropping just that one word, she ran off.
Rong Shaoze had asked her not to go to the kindergarten, but there was no way she wouldn’t go.
Her son was in danger; she needed to rush over to save him, not stay home fretting and waiting for news from Rong Shaoze.
Remembering what the teacher had said on the phone, Lin Xinlan clenched her fists, her heart filled with rage.
The teacher said that today, during morning exercises, Xiaocong complained of feeling unwell, so she let him stay in the classroom to rest instead of participating.
Little did they know that shortly after, they heard Xiaocong’s screams.
By the time they rushed in, they saw a woman holding a knife, taking Xiaocong hostage, and ordering them not to come any closer.
The woman looked crazed.
She demanded Rong Shaoze come to see her, otherwise she would kill his son.