Noble Marriage
Chapter 221 The Puppet that was Controlled

Chapter 221: Chapter 221 The Puppet that was Controlled

"Keep investigating! If they’re competing with us for business, there’s a purpose behind it. Find out the reason they’re doing this to prevent any future problems,"

"Yes!"

After hanging up the phone, a thoughtful look flashed across Rong Shaoze’s eyes. He then worked on the computer for a while but couldn’t find any information.

His way of doing business had always been to not interfere with others, and he had no idea who was secretly working against him.

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As time passed, it grew later and the sky gradually darkened.

The butler knocked on the door and said, "Young Master, the Madam is asking you and the Young Madam to come over early, the banquet is about to start."

"Hmm, I know."

Rong Shaoze rubbed his nose bridge wearily, his gaze landing on a letter on the desk.

He had no idea who had sent him this express delivery...

Upon tearing off the outer wrapping, he found something encased in an envelope, which looked like a photo.

He didn’t pay much attention as he took it out, but upon a cursory glance, his pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes emitted a fierce coldness.

The photo was taken from an awkward angle, but at first glance, he could see that the woman lying on the bed, arms bare, was Lin Xinlan.

She was leaning into a man’s embrace, and the man, lying on his side, exposed only half of his naked back. His arm was wrapped around her body, and the way the two of them slept together seemed ambiguous and decadent, igniting endless speculation.

He couldn’t see the man’s face, had no idea who he was.

The date was displayed in the bottom right corner of the photo, and upon seeing that date, Rong Shaoze’s eyes narrowed dangerously, exuding a chilling coldness.

He gripped the photo tightly, a tumultuous rage surging in his heart.

He couldn’t describe what he was feeling; it was a mixture of being deceived, hurt, and played with that brought him shame. It was as though there was a fire burning in his chest, making him feel breathless.

Lin Xinlan woke up from a nap when she heard the butler knocking on her door. She tidied up her attire and went out the door.

"Young Madam, the Madam called to say the banquet is starting, and she asked you and the Young Master to come over early," the butler said.

"Hmm, I know. Where’s Rong Shaoze?"

"The Young Master is currently in the study," replied the butler.

After the butler spoke, he went downstairs, and Xinlan walked towards the study. Before she could get close, the door opened from the inside.

Rong Shaoze came out slowly, his face expressionless.

"I was just told by Butler Gu that mom called us," she abruptly stopped talking, noticing something was off with Rong Shaoze’s expression, and asked with concern, "What’s wrong with you?"

The man glanced at her indifferently, his eyes devoid of any warmth, terrifyingly cold.

She was all too familiar with his anger.

Xinlan instinctively took a step back, her heart starting to panic: "Rong Shaoze, what’s wrong?"

The man took her hand without a word, and led her slowly down the stairs. His walk was silent, like a cat’s, making no noise at all.

There was something about his presence that seemed frozen, impossible to decipher.

Xinlan felt incredibly uneasy in her heart; Rong Shaoze’s behavior was extremely unusual, as if he were a puppet controlled by someone else’s soul.

"Rong Shaoze, are you feeling unwell?" she gently touched his arm, only to suddenly feel his muscles tense all over.

She retracted her hand in fright, but the man kept walking ahead, ignoring her.

He walked with his spine rigid, his pace slow and stiff, looking extremely off, like a person walking at night.

Xinlan dared not speak now. She observed the servants around her, all of whom looked at Rong Shaoze with eyes full of terror.