Xu Qigangâs handsome face suddenly turned dark, "If you canât speak properly, then shut up." He said as he was about to hang up the phone.
In a hurry, Meng Ping shouted, "Thatâs not what I meant, I wanted to say that when the child grows up, they will definitely become an outstanding leader."
Xu Qigangâs expression softened, and he didnât hang up.
"Tell me how Ningning got to Country M? Was it the problem with that cargo ship?"
"Yes!" Xu Qigang remembered Julian mentioned in Xiao Ningâs letter. He better be alive because when he gets to Country M, he must kill him with his own hands for revenge.
"Damn it!" Meng Ping was furious on the phone.
"Currently, Xiao Ning is staying at a Chinese kidâs home, with Gu Yunbo taking care of her. Sheâs still relatively safe for the time being, but itâs been quite a while since the letter was sent, so I donât know how she is now. Iâll first write back to her, then apply to go to Country M."
"I want to go too."
"You canât go."
"Who can stop this young master from going if I want to?"
Xu Qigang tapped rhythmically on the table with his fingers, recalling the news he had just received, a hint of amusement on his cold, handsome face.
"Your father is already sick with anger, and your grandfather has come from the Northwest District. Youâd better think about how to protect yourself! How could you dare place such an ad, who gave you the courage?"
"Xu Mo."
"Good luck then!"
"Damn it!"
Meng Ping jumped up immediately, reaching for a gun, determined to kill Xu Mo, and this time no one is allowed to interfere, anyone who does would face his wrath.
Xu Qigang hung up the phone, bowed his head, and began to focus on writing a reply to Sheng Ning. The forceful handwriting conveyed his deepest longing, heartache, and already guilt.
He had sworn countless times to take good care of her, but he hadnât done so.
No one but him knew how painful this feeling was.
He wished he could fly to Country M now, he wished he could appear in front of her and hold her tightly in his arms.
He wished he could turn her into a tiny person, tuck her into the pocket closest to his heart, and never part even for a minute.
However, all these intense feelings were suppressed deep in his heart.
The letter started with "My dearest wife" and ended with "The man who loves you most."
He wrote a whole five pages, but it didnât take much time. Yet, it still wasnât enough, as he felt he had so much more to say to Xiao Ning.
In the end, he restrained the urge to continue, took the finished letter, and left the office to find Teacher Qiu Bai at the Song and Dance Troupe.
As Xu Qigang walked along the road of the Rescue Association, everyone he met greeted him with a smile.
"Congratulations, Vice President."
"Congratulations to you, Vice President."
Everyone said similar things, and Xu Qigang nodded in thanks to each and every one.
It seemed the news of Xiao Ningâs safety had already spread to everyone.
"Vice President, I hope Comrade Sheng Ning can come back soon, Iâm still waiting for her to sign for me!" said a clerk, holding the hard-to-get "Resurrection."
Xu Qigangâs gaze swept over the book and he nodded. As they passed by, someone accompanying the clerk quietly asked, "What do you mean by signature? I donât understand."
"You donât know Sheng Ning is Rebirth?"
"What? Rebirth?"
"The author of the plays âBlood Rose,â âPhoenix,â and the books âAgainst the Currentâ and âResurrectionâ is Rebirth!"