Cristiano was ecstatic upon hearing these words, but he forced himself to maintain his composure. "Okay."
Du Ruoxin stood at the foot of the ramp by the cabin door, gazing at the familiar surroundings of her home, a place that had witnessed her laughter and joy, her sorrow and fear, her youthful rebellion.
That was the art studio her eldest brother had built for her.
That was the stream her second brother had repaired for her.
That was the orchard her third brother had planted for her.
That was the siheyuan, a traditional quadrangle courtyard, her father had built solely for her in memory of her mother.
Within its walls, no one could enter without her consent.
Including her stepmother.
However, her stepmother had never set foot inside all these years.
Now, looking down from a height, Du Ruoxin realized that the siheyuan stood abruptly and strangely within the estate, like a thorn in her stepmother's heart.
How much courage had her stepmother mustered to allow its existence?
After all, every time she saw it, it reminded her of her father's infidelity...
Shaking her head, Du Ruoxin took a deep breath.
The place she had once only wanted to escape from, now, with the passage of time, her state of mind was entirely different upon returning.
"Brother, tear it down," Du Ruoxin said, pointing at the walls of the siheyuan.
Since she had decided to return, she wanted to get along well with her stepmother. Perhaps with a different attitude, they could coexist peacefully?
Cristiano looked at Du Ruoxin in surprise. "Hmm?"
What was she saying?
Wasn't that her little sanctuary where she missed their mother...
"Tear it down," Du Ruoxin reiterated.
Her mother would always be in her heart, not a source of trouble for the living.
As if by speaking these words, Du Ruoxin felt a great sense of relief.
With her hands in her pockets...
She felt her phone, hesitated for half a second, and decisively handed it to Cristiano. "I don't want it anymore."
If she was going to cut ties, she wanted it to be clean. She didn't want to hear Rong Jingyang's sweet talk anymore, nor did she want to be deceived by him.
Out of sight, out of mind.
No thoughts, no longing.
***
The fourth largest administrative state in Country M had always been a government supported by the Rong Group in secret.
However, recently, the governor seemed to feel he had grown strong enough to break free from the Rong family's control and completely disregarded Rong Jingyang.
In the past, the governor would rush to see him.
Now, it was he who had to wait to see the governor.
A cold smile curved Rong Jingyang's lips. He wondered who had given this governor such courage.
"Mr. Rong, I apologize. I'll contact the FBI immediately and ask them to release the people."
Upon seeing Rong Jingyang, the governor immediately said with feigned sincerity.
Rong Jingyang was not in a hurry and asked leisurely, "Have all the people been taken away?"
The governor shook his head. "No, no, the scientists are all still at the police station. I've had the army surround the police station, so they dare not make a move."
Rong Jingyang glanced at the smiling yet treacherous governor. What did this mean... If he could handle it, why did he ask Yuan Lin to notify him to come?
After a moment of thought, he cut to the chase. "What does the FBI want?"
"Or, what do you want?"
The governor felt guilty under Rong Jingyang's sharp, dark gaze. Although Rong Jingyang was not yet thirty, he never dared to underestimate this new master.
None of the heirs cultivated by the Rong family were easy to deal with.
The governor lowered his head. "I don't know. I only heard that someone wants to see you."
Rong Jingyang: "..."
His sharp gaze swept over the governor. He said indifferently, "Who?"
The governor replied, "A high-ranking FBI official. They didn't say who specifically."
Rong Jingyang turned abruptly. "Let's go."
However, what he never expected was to receive news of his divorce the moment he stepped off the plane.
Rong Jingyang—
He was stunned on the spot.