Noble Marriage-Chapter 68 - The Young Master Finally Returns

68: Chapter 68: The Young Master Finally Returns

68 -68: The Young Master Finally Returns

“But why would Zhou Yun commit suicide?

Did she know she had contracted AIDS and lost all hope, and didn’t want to come forward to clarify she had never slept with you, thus letting her reputation be completely ruined, and that’s why she killed herself?”

Rong Shaoze didn’t answer; he pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and the light smoke swirled around him.

Lin Xinlan, who couldn’t stand the smell, unconsciously turned her head away.

The man casually crushed the cigarette into the ashtray before saying, “I will figure this out.

Don’t go out these days; the journalists probably won’t leave you alone.

If someone calls and asks about it, just say you don’t know anything.

Don’t talk carelessly about things you shouldn’t say.”

He stood up and walked upstairs, while Lin Xinlan hugged her knees, resting her chin on them and gazing thoughtfully into the distance.

After taking a shower and changing his clothes, Rong Shaoze left the house, having spent less than an hour at home.

After he left, he didn’t return.

The news kept reporting the story about Rong Shaoze driving his AIDS-infected mistress to suicide; it had stirred up a storm across the city.

It was said that Rong Shaoze underwent police investigation.

The Rong Family had no choice but to get involved in the incident.

Two days passed, and the police had already concluded that Zhou Yun’s death was entirely a suicide, without any hint of coercion.

Rong Shaoze also stated that he had gone to see Zhou Yun that night purely to ask her to come forward the next day to clarify that they hadn’t slept together, he had only wanted her to testify to that fact and hadn’t forced her to do anything else.

The photo in the newspaper showed the scene of Rong Shaoze being surrounded and questioned by reporters.

The tall man stood out in the crowd, his handsome appearance and distinctive aura making him seem in a class of his own.

His expression was calm, his eyes deep, showing not a trace of ostentation or informality, unlike when he was at home.

He was self-restrained, steady, cold, and indifferent at that moment.

Lin Xinlan felt a chill in her heart. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Rong Shaoze clearly had slept with Zhou Yun, but he could unblinkingly deny having any relationship with her.

In his eyes, Zhou Yun was nothing more than a tool for warmth and bed.

Would someone have feelings for a tool that harms them and is no longer of use?

Of course not.

And they would abandon it completely, slander it, destroy it…

Even if Zhou Yun wasn’t driven to death by Rong Shaoze, he was still inextricably linked to her demise.

Putting the newspaper down, Lin Xinlan went out to tend to the cacti she had recently planted in the garden.

She didn’t need to care about the outside world.

How cruel human nature was had nothing to do with her; all she needed to do was to live happily and take care of herself.

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The night was deep, and the familiar sound of an engine came.

A shiny Lamborghini stylishly drifted into the villa, and soon after, Rong Shaoze walked into the living room.

He strode to the sofa and sat down, snatching the tea from Lin Xinlan’s hands and draining it in one gulp.

“Another one,” he said, placing the cup on the table.

Hearing this, Lao Gu quickly went to make another cup for him.

“Young Master, are you hungry?

Would you like some late-night food?” Lao Gu’s face lit up with joy the moment he saw him.

Her young master had finally returned.

It was like her son had left home for several days and had finally come back.

“No need,” Rong Shaoze waved his hand dismissively, and Lao Gu tactfully withdrew.

Lin Xinlan turned down the TV volume and asked, “Is everything settled?”

“Yeah,” Rong Shaoze loosened his tie, his angular face showing some signs of fatigue, but his eyes revealed a genuine smile.

“It’s settled.

The police’s conclusion is that Zhou Yun really did have AIDS and committed suicide out of despair.

The news will be released tomorrow, and then no one will say that I drove her to death.”

“If she truly had AIDS, could you get away with it?” Lin Xinlan asked lightly.