He wanted to tell her that no matter what she became, in his eyes, the most beautiful woman would always be her.
He was building her confidence, so she wouldn’t feel inferior because of her appearance.
"Rong Shaoze, it is so good to have met you," Lin Xinlan leaned against his chest and whispered softly.
Even though she had experienced much pain, and despite the constant obstacles along the way, she still felt grateful to heaven for bringing this man into her life.
And for letting him cherish her in his heart, loving her, caring for her.
The man held her tightly, also letting out a contented sigh, "Xinlan, I am also very fortunate to have known you."
He firmly believed that if it wasn’t for her, he wouldn’t have fallen so deeply in love with anyone else.
Not every woman who got entangled with him would be loved by him, it was because she was Lin Xinlan that he fell in love.
If he had never met Lin Xinlan in his lifetime, he believed he would never fall in love with any other woman.
He really was thankful to the heavens for specially sending Lin Xinlan to his side, giving him true love.
As the night deepened, Rong Shaoze held Lin Xinlan, unwilling to let her go.
The two talked for a long time, feeling not the slightest bit sleepy.
Even if they merely chatted about the weather or a very trivial matter, it would never feel boring to them.
Even saying nothing, just holding each other like that, felt incredibly romantic.
However, Lin Xinlan’s body was somewhat frail, and ultimately she couldn’t resist the urge to sleep, falling asleep in Rong Shaoze’s arms.
The man tenderly carried her to the bedroom, placed her on the bed, and tucked her in with the blanket.
He sat by the bed, gazing at her face, his eyes filled with tenderness.
His Xinlan’s aged appearance turned out to be so beautiful, he liked it just as much.
Rong Shaoze smiled happily, and bent down to gently kiss her forehead before reluctantly standing up and leaving the room.
In a house next door.
Qiao Yiyang and Lu Xiaofan had removed their makeup, reverting to their original appearance.
But both of them were bound hands and feet, sitting on the sofa, unable to move.
Rong Shaoze pushed the door and entered, several subordinates respectfully greeted him, he walked slowly to sit opposite Qiao Yiyang, his profound eyes directly meeting his.
Although Qiao Yiyang had become his captive, he showed no fear, his expression was calm, with not a hint of embarrassment.
The two men met each other’s gaze for three seconds before Rong Shaoze spoke indifferently, "Where is the antidote?"
Qiao Yiyang’s lips curled into a faint smile, "Let Xinlan go with me, and I’ll give you the antidote."
His appetite was really not great.
Rong Shaoze let out a cold laugh, his eyes turning somewhat icy.
"You hand over the antidote, I spare your life, it’s fair. Qiao Yiyang, you’re a smart man, you should know what to do to benefit you the most."
Qiao Yiyang heard the threat in his words, laughed loudly, "Now I’m the only one with the antidote, you’re in no position to threaten me, only to ask me. Rong Shaoze, if you love Xinlan, let her go with me. Only then can you save her life. If you don’t let her go, you’re the one harming her."
Rong Shaoze crossed his arms, leaning against the sofa, the corners of his mouth lifting in a mocking curve.
"Xinlan doesn’t like you at all, has no feelings for you, what’s the point of shamelessly clinging to her?
Furthermore, do you think she’ll start liking you if she goes with you?
Qiao Yiyang, stop dreaming. This lifetime, the next one, the one after that, forever, she’s mine."