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"I think I can give you everything Xi Yuan can.", Diablos chuckled, outstretching his hand toward the girl. Avoiding his touch but, Rong Xinghe stood up, walking out of the candle-lit room, him following behind her into the delightfully quiet backyard. "I am not here for preposterous confessions, Mr. Yang.", she said as a cold breeze hit her face.
"What do you an?", the man smiled. He knew he couldn't push it too far. His affections for her. From how highly she thought of Xi Yuan, it was clear what her answer would eventually be, anyway.
"How did you know my parents?", the girl turned to him, both her gaze and her tone earnest, "You knew about the Jet blast, and that Bro Lu was aware of it. You know sothing I don't. So spill."
"I was 13 when my father decided to cut ties with . Apparently, I was not as competent as my elder brother was, and since he already had a successor, I was just an extra mouth to feed for him.", Diablos began, "I was an orphan strolling down Country N's streets, begging, crying, fighting; for months. Alone. Back then, most of Country N was a playground for erging terrorist organizations. They used to train kids to engineer bombs, fight their wars. Co on, you know terrorism much better than anyone, Xinghe. You understand what happens to the innocent public amid it all.
"It was not enough for my Dad to just abandon , and to let be in the safer side of the country. He commanded his n to throw into the most frightening pit of the nation, instead. God! He really must've hated to do so.
"But that was when I t your Father. Doctor Rong Anguo. He was there for so sort of research, and he had a VIP entry, even in such a dangerous area. No one would question him. But they didn't like him either. He'd just visit the research laboratories once a month, question the workers about ammunitions sotis, and return to wherever he ca from. So once, I climbed into the trunk of his car. He saw do it. But he didn't pull out. He just reopened the trunk and smiled at , shutting it close tightly then.
"He helped escape the hellhole, Xinghe, knowing very well how perilous it would've been, had he been caught. He was a great man."
Rong Xinghe could feel the corners of her eyes sting, her throat closing in, as each second passed by. The girl attempted to act firm, still. Looking away from the man, she kept walking, indicating for him to resu.
"He took to a place. A chemical lab or sothing.", the man resud, "He introduced to your mother there. Feng Sying. She had your voice, you know? And smile, too. She was a scientist on the sa project your father was working on. They both appeared to be in charge of sothing huge. But they didn't want to keep around, for they were afraid of the chemicals harming . And so, after their working hours, they'd hunt for a reliable orphanage for . It took them three weeks to settle on one, even so.
"I lived in their apartnt until then. Your Mom was terrible at cooking, unlike your father. He would always cook for her, and for the limited days I accompanied them. She would chat with him from the living room, a glass of red wine in her hands. They missed you and Xiao Xiao dearly. They really did. Your mother had a locket, with both her girls' pictures in there. She never allowed the silver thing out of her sight for once, you know. But... they had sacrifices to make for sothing much greater.
"Anyhow, I was given away to an orphanage shortly after. I tried to search for them for about a year before I received the news about the flight explosion. Sorry."
The girl stayed quiet for several minutes. Diablos didn't utter a word himself. He couldn't even imagine whatever it was that she was going through. He had loathed his father, his family, for years. She, on the other hand, had longed for those very things. Ironical, wasn't it? He desired to forget a parent who could only be considered a barbaric monster underneath the human flesh, while she was left with no mory of her perfectly angelic ones.
"I need to go.", the girl mumbled under her breath, turning around to face the exit of the old mansion.
"What if I tie you up and keep you to myself until your wedding day?", Diablos smiled softly, "All the past sagas aside, Xi Yuan is still my love rival, Xinghe."
"You'll kidnap ?", the girl raised her brows, her lips curling into an amused smile subconsciously.
"Maybe.", the man shrugged.
"More than half your n are lying around knocked out right now, Mr. Yang.", Rong Xinghe sighed, "So let's not push our lucks, shall we?"
"You brought back up, I see.", Diablos laughed, "And I thought we had trust between us, Miss Rong."
"Baby steps.", the girl laughed back, walking away from him. As the woman stepped out of the huge but dusty place, she could see a vintage car waiting for her, its headlights glaring at her furiously. Shawn Florence sat over the hood, cross-legged, holding onto a takeaway coffee cup in his left hand.
"Rough day?", the man grinned, handing the hot beverage to the girl, "Here. A tall skinny latte with a double shot. Just as you like it."
"Thank you.", Rong Xinghe smiled, getting into the passenger seat of the Black Miura, "Where are Elijah and David?"
"Still inside.", Shawn answered, opening the door to the driver's seat, "What's wrong? You look upset."
"Drive ho, please?", the girl said, her tone worn out, the spark in her gaze fading gradually, "I need to see Yuan, as soon as possible. Like, right now." The girl could feel her heartbeat racing, her fingers and toes turning cold. She was yet to process the things Diablos had just told her completely, but one thing was for sure, she missed them. Her parents. More so than she ever had before.
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