The thought of it made Rong Yan sneer as he thought to himself, that would be best, lest she becomes an eyesore to me.
Xu Zhiyuan stared at Rong Yan's everchanging and mysterious expression. He asked, "Young Master Rong, why don't I call the people over at England to find out Young Madam's whereabouts?"
"It's fine. Her wellbeing has nothing to do with me."
Xu Zhiyuan rubbed the tip of his nose and thought, fine, I was being too nosy.
They were clearly on good terms with each other when they first arrived in England. There was no conflict either. Yet, Young Madam went missing bright and early in the morning of the next day.
Young Master Rong seems to know what happened. However, us subordinates can't do anything since he doesn't want to ask about it.
He thought that Rong Yan was really going to put an end to the war. However, it turned out that at the end of the day, he was still being nosy again.
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