"If that's the case, then maybe I shouldn't be by Huo Yanshu's side..."
"If you're not going to be by Huo Yanshu's side, then whose side do you want to be on?"
Rong Qingze interrupted her, his dark eyes falling on her, as if they had an intense penetrating power, seemingly trying to see through Rong Yanqiao.
At this moment, even Rong Qingze didn't know what had gotten into him, but he was looking forward to Rong Yanqiao's answer.
Rong Yanqiao, however, laughed bitterly in front of him, "Uncle, I want freedom, can you give me freedom?"
Rong Qingze didn't answer.
His cold face said it all.
There was no such thing as freedom for Rong Yanqiao here with him.
"Just stay here for now, and when the storm blows over, you can go out." Rong Qingze threw down these words, then turned around.
Looking at Rong Qingze's back, a mix of feelings surged in Rong Yanqiao's heart.
It was obvious that she was at the center of a storm right now.
