"Qiao Yiyang, I am officially telling you. No matter the cost, I will destroy the Mafia and leave all of you with nowhere to bury your corpses!" Rong Shaoze said ominously.
"Those words, I want to say to you as well. Rong Shaoze, we will see who is the hero and who is the bear on the battlefield."
After saying this, he hung up the phone.
Rong Shaoze, suppressing his rage, called his subordinates with calm fury and ordered them to immediately find and devise every possible means to destroy the Mafia.
He wanted to defeat Qiao Yiyang in the shortest possible time and make him regret his actions!
Lin Xinlan stayed in her bedroom every day, without going out.
She was unaware of the storm brewing outside in the world, but she felt unease in her heart, always sensing that something bad was about to happen.
Fallen into Qiao Yiyang’s hands this time, Rong Shaoze would surely pay a great price to rescue her, wouldn’t he?
And could she... still be alive to see him again?
The door was pushed open, and she immediately sat up, defensively eyeing the newcomer.
Qiao Yiyang’s face bore a gentle smile, seeming harmless and kind.
But she knew he was only accustomed to using that expression with others; in reality, his heart was cruel and cold-blooded.
"Xinlan, you shouldn’t always be so guarded against me, rest assured, I won’t hurt you."
Lin Xinlan took a step back and said indifferently, "If you don’t come to disturb me, I won’t be guarded against you."
"I’ve told you, I want you to get used to my presence. Come on, let’s go for a walk. You’ve been cooped up in the room for several days; aren’t you afraid of getting moldy?"
He stepped forward to take her hand, but Lin Xinlan suddenly jumped away, extremely averse to his touch.
"I can walk by myself!"
Qiao Yiyang’s hand froze mid-air, his eyes turned a degree colder, but he quickly returned to normal.
"Alright, I won’t touch you, you walk by yourself."
This was Lin Xinlan’s first time walking out of the bedroom to explore the castle.
The castle was vast; it could probably accommodate a hundred people without any problem.
It was the epitome of a European castle, even the decorations were built in a royal style, and the castle employed many foreign servants.
When they saw the pair, they would respectfully halt their steps and greet them with perfect etiquette, "Master, hello. Miss Lin, hello."
They all spoke in Chinese, and fluently at that, surprise flickered in Lin Xinlan’s eyes.
Qiao Yiyang explained automatically, "The servants here are fluent in several languages. You don’t have to worry about language barriers with them."
Behind the castle was a large garden, complete with an exquisite swing.
The swing was entwined with vines, which bore green leaves and big, vibrant flowers, though, of course, the plants were fake.
Qiao Yiyang smiled and said, "That time in B City, when I saw you swinging in the backyard of the villa I was staying at, I knew you liked this. What do you think? I had this swing specially made for you; do you like it?"
Lin Xinlan’s gaze was indifferent, "I don’t like it, I’ve never liked swinging. Qiao Yiyang, you’re mistaken about me, I’m not a naive, whimsical young girl."
The man was unconcerned as he slightly curved up the corners of his mouth and said, "Is that so? But I know that your desires and thoughts are simple, and deep inside, you have the mindset of a young girl... Xinlan, I can provide you with a strong, warm sanctuary. In my world, you can live a simple, happy life, feeling carefree and whimsical without any worries."