Chapter 77: She Found Out

 Chapter 77: She Found Out

In order to establish an empire that could provide her with shelter and protection, he had spent a long time.

But when his empire began to take shape, he discovered that something had happened to her.

No one knew how devastated Lord Rong was at that time.

Until a year later, which was just half a month ago, he received a phone call from the West City's shopping mall, and he rushed to West City that same day.

No one could understand the shock and astonishment in his heart at that moment.

He recognized her at a glance, confirmed it with just one look. It felt so unreal, like a dream.

But this dream was real, truly real.

Whether it was a resurrection or something else, he knew she had come back.

This time, he would confront her directly, and he would give her everything he had worked so hard to achieve.

Entering Lord Rong's office, the entire top floor was his office.

Surrounded by panoramic glass windows, higher and more beautiful than her house in West City, standing by the window, he felt as if he had the world at his feet.

"Do you like it?" Lord Rong embraced her from behind.

"Maybe you should work overtime. I can wait for you on the sofa."

Lord Rong pursed his lips. "Can we skip overtime today? It's our first date, why should I work overtime?"

"I want to see you work."

Lord Rong had no choice but to lead Nan Huang around the office and finally pushed open a door. "Here's a lounge. I only use it occasionally in the office. The facilities aren't complete, and the toilet is clogged. I haven't had time to call someone to fix it. If I had known you were coming, I would have had it fixed up nicely. You can use the restroom outside. If you're tired, you can sleep on the bed here. The bedding hasn't been arranged in a while, so it might have a bit of an odor."

"It's your scent."

Nan Huang nodded and smiled as she looked at the simple and concise lounge. This was the environment Lord Rong usually worked in.

Lord Rong reluctantly went to his desk, turned on the computer, and prepared to work.

Nan Huang, on the other hand, walked around the office.

There was something she needed to figure out.

She was already certain about her romantic relationship with him, but she still didn't know his name! There couldn't be a girlfriend in the world as frustrated as her!

There was nothing in the study, and the people in the mansion wouldn't tell her. But there was one place where she was sure to find it, his office! As the CEO, he always had to sign documents, and even if he didn't, there would be a seal.

As long as she looked carefully, she would find his name.

Lord Rong didn't suspect anything as he opened his email to handle the work left from the day. Once he got into work mode, he realized he had a lot of work to do.

Nan Huang glanced at Lord Rong and then started looking at the documents in the office.

...

In the spacious office, apart from the sound of Lord Rong typing on the computer, there was nothing else.

A girl in a white shirt and black jeans stood by the large floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at half of West City.

At this moment, her heart was in panic.

Because on several documents she held in her hand, there were two words.

"Rong Feng."

When she had a gun pointed at his head and forced him to confirm their boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, Nan Huang had actually had a conversation with her inner self, her past self.

At that time, she had thought, things from the past should be let go.

But could she really let them go? No.

Feng... why did he also have the name Feng?

Why did he have the name Rong Feng?

How could he be called Rong Feng?! She wouldn't be able to treat him fairly, he looked so much like her, she would confuse them, she would feel guilty towards Nan Feng, and she would feel guilty towards Rong Feng!

Her guilt and her emotions intertwined, and at this moment, Nan Huang's heart ached.

Lord Rong, or perhaps Rong Feng, suddenly raised his head from his busy work and saw Nan Huang standing weakly with one hand supporting herself against the floor-to-ceiling window.

He quickly walked up to her, supporting her. "Nan Huang, what's wrong? Your complexion is terrible. Please don't scare me."

He lifted her into his arms. "I'll take you to the hospital."

Nan Huang suddenly pushed him away, and at this moment, her eyes were filled with bloodshot veins.

"Tell me, why are you called Feng? Why do you also have the name Feng?" Her heart was aching intensely, and she clenched her right hand over her chest.

Lord Rong finally noticed the documents in her hand and realized that something had been exposed.

"Nan Huang, I..."

"I'm asking you." She asked with a glimmer of hope, "Is there a connection between you and... my Feng?"

Nan Huang asked with anticipation, desire, and fear in her eyes.

She was afraid he would say yes, but she was also afraid he would say no.

Her heart was aching inch by inch, a pain she had endured for more than ten years.

Rong Feng's heart was also filled with panic. At this moment, he felt Nan Huang's pain and her expectations. He had never experienced this feeling before, and right now, it was so clear.

"I haven't stopped missing you for a single day. I've never stopped thinking about you. I was just angry..." Lord Rong's knees bent, and his back bent down. "I was angry that you gave up on me, that you didn't want me."

"I never stopped thinking about becoming strong. I thought I was strong enough. I wanted to keep you by my side, to make you my woman. To make you look at only me."

He did have some selfishness. He wanted to turn the heavenly beauty into his canary.

But he really loved her.

"I didn't tell you my name because I was angry." Rong Feng raised his head and sought her understanding and forgiveness. "I thought you had really given up on me, that you didn't want me anymore. You couldn't even recognize me when I stood in front of you."

"Let me ask you one last question," Nan Huang asked indifferently.

Rong Feng's voice was slightly hoarse. "You... you can ask..."

"That day when I jumped off the cliff, did you orchestrate it?"

(End of this chapter)