Domineering husband: wealthy baby wife

"Breakfast is ready. Mr. Qiao is downstairs. He asked me to invite you down for breakfast."

What should come, will always come.

"Okay, wait for me for a while." Lin Xinlan closed the door, searched around the room, only found a hairpin studded with diamonds.

She held the hairpin in her hand and hid it in her sleeve before following the maid downstairs.

The dining table is a small round table, just big enough for two people.

Qiao Yiyang watched her come down, got up and pulled out the chair for her gentlemanly, she didn't refuse, and sat down calmly.

Breakfast is not a Western meal, it is Chinese food.

Two plates of exquisite Xiaolongbao, a bowl of preserved egg and lean pork porridge, some pastries and side dishes.

Qiao Yiyang sat down opposite her, smiled at her and said, "Xin Lan, how about you try these. It's not good, I'll ask someone to change it for you."

Lin Xinlan really wanted to ask him if he had caught Rong Shaoze, but she held back, but she still didn't ask.

She was terrified of hearing the answer.

"I don't have much appetite..."

"Even if you don't have an appetite, you should eat on time." He interrupted her, put a bun in the empty bowl in front of her, "Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold."

"Qiao Yiyang, tell me what happened to Rong Shaoze." She asked suddenly, and she couldn't help it anymore.

Whether it is life or death, she admits it.

After worrying and hanging on her heart all night, she didn't want to keep on worrying.

Qiao Yiyang withdrew his chopsticks, his expression calm: "You eat your breakfast first, and I'll tell you later."

Lin Xinlan immediately picked up the chopsticks and ate the steamed stuffed bun. The steamed stuffed bun was a bit hot, but she didn't feel it at all, so she ate it in two bites.

The man picked another one for her, and she ate it right away.

"Have some porridge," he said.

Lin Xinlan went to eat porridge again, took a few spoonfuls, then put down the spoon and stopped eating.

"I'm full, tell me, how is he?" She asked eagerly, but in Qiao Yiyang's eyes, it was an eyesore.

She would only care so much about things related to Rong Shaoze.

Leaning slightly on the quilt chair, Qiao Yiyang crossed his legs, crossed his hands on his knees, and looked calm and emotionless.

Lin Xinlan stared at him, nervously waiting for his reply.

The man's eyes were deep and dark, and he was silent for a few seconds. He asked lightly, "What if he dies?"

Lin Xinlan's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously refuted him, "Impossible! He won't die!"

"Xinlan, he's really dead." Qiao Yiyang said coldly, his voice flat without any fluctuation, as if he was talking about the most common thing.

Lin Xinlan's mind went blank for a few seconds, her eyes were a little blank: "Do you think I will believe what you say?"

"Rome is my territory, and my people are everywhere. No matter how powerful Rong Shaoze is, he is doomed."

"..."

"Xinlan, he is really dead. It doesn't matter if you don't want to believe it, as long as you can feel better, you can think whatever you want."

"I want to see his body..."

"...Okay, I'll take you there later."

boom--

Lin Xinlan stood up abruptly, almost knocked over the table because she was too hasty, she took a step back and knocked down the chair again.

She turned around in a panic, not knowing where to go.

Turning around in place, she saw Qiao Yiyang and rushed towards him.

"Take me to see him, right now, right now..."

She spoke incoherently, her face was pale, and she was so panicked that she lost her mind.