She smiled, "Second Uncle, we are adults, if you want something, just say it directly. Don't waste each other's time. No matter what you ask, I'll accept it."
Now she had no other road but to accept.
"Your main task now is to rest and take care of your face. Nothing is more important. Stop thinking about leaving North City."
After Rong Qingze coldly spat out these words, he turned around and left.
The hospital room was left with only Rong Yanqiao, the pungent smell of disinfectant, the empty room.
Rong Yanqiao felt somewhat numb.
Although staying alive could make Zhao Yixing pay a painful price, compared to her previous life, this was not the life she wanted.
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Everything that was exposed about Rong Yanqiao and Rong Qingze in North City did not escape Huo Yanshu's notice.
Huo Yanshu was quite displeased.
Rong Yanqiao was still his fiancée in name, and her being at the center of attention affected him too.
Moreover—
