She herself didn't know, "Your intentions are deception? You are concealment? Rong Shenghan, your so-called intentions are too cheap."
She turned and left, her steps unsteady yet resolute.
"Jiuyuan!" Rong Shenghan reached out and grabbed her wrist, the force not strong, but with an unyielding stubbornness. "Trust me this time, okay? After this is over, I will tell you everything."
Yu Jiuyuan tried to shake off his hand, but couldn't break free.
His palms were burning hot; even through the thick cashmere gloves, she could feel the scorching heat, as if it were about to burn her skin.
"Let me go." Her voice was as cold as ice. "Rong Shenghan, if you still want me to have some dignity, let me go."
Seeing the determination in her eyes, Rong Shenghan's last shred of hope vanished.
He knew that she was truly heartbroken this time.
He slowly released his grip.
Yu Jiuyuan staggered after losing her footing, but quickly regained her balance and walked towards her car without looking back.
I opened the car door, got in, and the sound of the engine starting pierced the silent night.
The red sports car turned around and sped down the road it had come from, quickly disappearing into the bends of the mountain road, leaving only two red taillight trails, like two scratches on the snow.
Rong Shenghan stood there, looking in the direction she had disappeared. The warmth of her wrist and the faint scent of white tea on her gloves still lingered in his hand. It was her usual perfume, a scent that usually made him feel at ease, but now it felt like a needle pricking his heart.
His phone vibrated again; it was a photo from his assistant: Su Mingyu meeting with a strange man at a coffee shop, the two seemingly enjoying each other's company. The accompanying message read: "[Found out. This person is a member of the board of directors of Saint Sakura Academy and has close ties to the Su family.]"
Rong Shenghan's eyes instantly turned icy cold. The Su family had indeed infiltrated even the academy.
He took out his phone, dialed an encrypted number, and said in an unprecedentedly cold tone: "Move forward. Starting tomorrow, proceed with Plan B."
After hanging up the phone, he looked at the myriad lights at the foot of the mountain, and the tenderness in his eyes was completely replaced by coldness.
He couldn't wait any longer.
For Yu Jiuyuan, and for those hidden truths.
He must win this game. Even if the price is... losing her trust forever.
As the sports car drove down the mountain, Yu Jiuyuan opened the car window.
The cold wind blew in, making her tears stream down her face, but it also cleared her confused mind a little.
She knew Rong Shenghan wasn't lying.
The struggle and pain in his eyes were not feigned, and his words "my intentions are genuine" were full of sincerity.
So what?
Once trust is broken, it's like a shattered mirror; no matter how you piece it back together, it can never be the same as it was before.
What Yu Jiuyuan wanted was never a secretive sincerity, but unreserved honesty.
As the car entered the city, Yu Jiuyuan didn't return to the villa. Instead, she sent Xie Zhecheng a message: "Are you free? I'd like to talk to you about smart healthcare."
I quickly received a reply: "I'm waiting for you in the lab."
Yu Jiuyuan looked at the information and gripped the steering wheel tightly.
She needed to have a clear-headed talk with someone, not someone who offered the kind of pure concern like Yuan Xu, nor someone who offered the kind of awkward protection like Lin Yanran, but someone like Xie Zhecheng, someone who could have a rational and equal dialogue with her.
At least, Xie Zhecheng would never lie to her.
The sports car turned around and headed towards the Xie Group's R&D center.
The snow was still falling outside the car window. Yu Jiuyuan looked at the mountain peaks receding into the distance in the rearview mirror and slowly closed her eyes.
Rong Shenghan, this time, you were the one who let go first.
Shouldn't we change the way we play this game?
Her fingertips tapped lightly on the steering wheel, as if she were drafting a new set of rules.
The coldness in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a deeper, more calculating look.
Since sentimentality isn't working, let's use a more direct approach.
She wanted to see just how much testing this "pet" hiding secrets could withstand.
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