Returning to the bedroom, her mood was very heavy.
The last words Lu Xiaofan said weighed on her heart like a stone, heavy and suffocating.
Was all of this really her fault?
The Mafia had sent a message that Qiao Yiyang had taken Lin Xinlan to North America, planning to use her to threaten Rong Shaoze.
Upon learning about this, the atmosphere became tense at Yanhuang.
Everyone understood the importance of Lin Xinlan to Rong Shaoze.
If Qiao Yiyang really used Lin Xinlan to threaten Rong Shaoze, it was uncertain what kind of crazy decision he would make.
Sitting behind the desk, Rong Shaoze’s hands were clasped together, his expression extremely somber.
Xu Yao said to him in a deep voice, "This time you have to listen to me, no matter what Qiao Yiyang does, you must stay calm and not do anything crazy again!"
He was worried that Rong Shaoze might surrender without a fight.
The man nodded, his expression cool. "Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing, and I won’t joke with the fate of Yanhuang."
Xu Yao breathed a sigh of relief. "It’s great that you understand. Right now, all we have heard are rumors, since Qiao Yiyang hasn’t made a move yet. However, this is also a good opportunity for us. Since Lin Xinlan is in North America, we can try to save her."
"Hmm, I’ll plan something," Rong Shaoze responded calmly.
He stood up and walked to the blinds, his tall and slender figure slightly gaunt but resolute.
Peering through the slits, his profound gaze was fixed on the distance, his lips tightly closed, his thoughts inscrutable.
Sleeping at night had become Lin Xinlan’s biggest problem.
This was Qiao Yiyang’s bedroom, which had only one bed, and naturally, she wouldn’t share it with him.
Even if they were in the same room, she wasn’t willing.
Grabbing a blanket, Lin Xinlan took advantage of Qiao Yiyang’s absence from the bedroom and went down to the living room, planning to make do on the sofa for the night.
No matter how the bodyguards tried to persuade her to go back to the bedroom, she wouldn’t listen.
It wasn’t until Qiao Yiyang arrived that he gestured for them to leave, and finally, her ears got some peace.
Dressed in a black shirt and a silver suit vest, Yiyang walked over to her elegantly and sat down, smiling at her, "Aren’t you afraid of catching a cold sleeping here?"
"Even if I catch a cold, I won’t stay in the same room with you," Lin Xinlan replied faintly.
The man’s lips curved slightly, his features exquisitely handsome, "Xinlan, many times, I respect your wishes. But I can’t this time. You must sleep with me. If you’re not by my side, I can’t rest assured."
"You could have some people watch over me at the door, what’s there to worry about!" she retorted.
"You don’t realize what Rong Shaoze is capable of. In Rome, he managed to infiltrate my castle to take you away. Here, he can do the same. That’s why I must watch over you personally, to prevent him from taking you away," he reasoned.
Lin Xinlan looked at him, and he looked back at her.
His eyes were dark and profound, with a complex shimmer flickering within them. She asked doubtfully once more, "Qiao Yiyang, do you really love me?"
The man did not answer, but his expression revealed the answer.
"What do you love about me? To the point that you would suffer mutual downfall with Rong Shaoze, is it worth it?" she questioned.
"You tell me, what is worth it and what isn’t? Xinlan, I’ve said it before, don’t measure my thoughts with yours. What you think is not worth it, could be worth it to me," he replied.