This game is definitely the worst, worst, worst game in the world!
Lin Xinlan turned off the computer speechlessly, feeling not just speechless, but also extremely frustrated.
The game had ignited her competitive spirit, and she wanted to beat it to earn a few days of freedom.
She wanted to use those days to go home and visit her mother and son!
After holding back, she still went downstairs to see Rong Shaoze sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. She approached and tentatively asked, "Do I really have to wait three days before I can play again? Can you help me unlock it? I want to keep playing."
Rong Shaoze looked up, immediately understanding her meaning.
He smiled and said, "I knew you would randomly choose any ’Prince Charming’ just to beat the game, right? If my game were that simple, why would I need someone to test it? Patience, young lady. You can’t rush eating hot tofu. I won’t help you unlock it. Just play it slowly; you’ll beat it eventually."
"But you’ve set up thirty characters in there, if I keep failing to choose the right one, doesn’t that mean I could fail nine times? With a three-day wait after each failure, that’s almost a month!"
Just thinking about waiting a month to go home made Lin Xinlan very anxious.
She couldn’t wait any longer; her desire to see her son was urgent, and she hoped to return immediately.
"If it really takes you a month to beat the game, then you might be the dullest person. When you will beat the game is uncertain—it could be on the first try or maybe not until the last. But don’t worry, at most it will just be a month. Take your time playing. Getting me to agree to something isn’t that easy," he said confidently.
Lin Xinlan felt anger rising within her.
Her anxiety was plainly written all over her face. Rong Shaoze glanced at her, and casually asked, "What, so eager to get out and clear your head for a few days?"
Lin Xinlan’s heart skipped a beat, fearing he would see through her.
She admitted frankly, "That’s right, I can barely breathe being cooped up here every day. It would be great to get out and clear my head for a few days. Better that than facing you every day, which is utterly annoying!"
After saying that, she turned and left.
Rong Shaoze’s face turned livid with anger. This damn woman, he had only disciplined her the other day, and not only had she not restrained her temper, but it seemed to have grown even more unruly!
How dare she say that facing him every day was annoying!
Damn, was he ugly or something?
Everyone else was delighted to see him, some wished to be by his side every day but didn’t have the chance, and here she was, taking him for granted!
Hmph, with her attitude, she might as well wait until the last trial to beat the game!
Rong Shaoze tossed the newspaper aside in a huff just as his cell phone rang.
He answered the phone irritably, "What is it?"
"Young Master Shaoze, we’ve found the person who kidnapped the Young Madam," the person on the other end said cautiously, while inwardly mourning their own misfortune.
Why was it that every time they called him, he was in a bad mood?
It made them anxious every time, fearing they’d be caught in the crossfire...
Rong Shaoze raised an eyebrow and asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"
"It’s Zhou Yun’s brother, Zhou Xi."
Rong Shaoze was surprised for a moment, but not overly shocked.
"Extract the voice recordings from our phone conversation that night and hand them over to the police. You know what to do, I don’t need to teach you, right?"
"Not at all! Don’t worry, Young Master Shaoze, I’ll handle this perfectly, without a single mistake," the person assured him.
"Hmm," Rong Shaoze nodded and hung up the phone.