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"Have Luo Yu hand over all the matters at hand to Yunrong, and have him personally go to Charm City." Rong Heting looked up from the contract and glanced at Ting Lan before continuing to look at the contract.
"Yes."
There was no need for Ting Lan to ask what she wanted Luo Yu to do with Charm City. Saving Mu Shen's bone marrow had now become a sore point in her young master's heart. Her young master would never allow anything to hinder him and would never let anyone become his weakness.
If he didn't kill Mu Qianqian, then Mu Qianqian would definitely get the most strict protection, just like the time when someone kidnapped Mu Shen.
Ting Lan's eyes flickered slightly, but she didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, she reminded him with worry. Thinking of her young master, that had already become an instinctive reaction that Ting Lan had developed over the years.
"Young master, Miss Ling's side …"
Ting Lan didn't finish her sentence. She pursed her lips and paused for a moment. Mu Qianqian's innocent face suddenly appeared in her mind. In the end, she still said it clearly.
"Miss Ling seems to have taken action. Mrs Wen has received the news and has arranged for people to come here to collect evidence."
What Ting Lan said made Rong Heting raise his eyes again. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ting Lan, who was standing in front of him.
"I remember that you're only in charge of the inner courtyard's information, and you've always treated Ling Jinghan like Matriarch Rong."
Ting Lan was a little embarrassed, but she quickly stabilized her emotions and explained uncomfortably.
"I'm only loyal to young master. Young master, if you want to be Matriarch Rong, then Ting Lan will help young master protect his position."
"As for Mrs Wen's news, it's only because the day after tomorrow is special, when I was preparing the banquet related matters, I conveniently let Luo Yu check on who the guests from Ling Family are, so he paid special attention to Mrs Wen."
Rong Heting's expression didn't change at all, he only stared at Ting Lan's face and asked in a low voice.
"Who do you think I want to be Matriarch Rong?"
Rong Heting stated it lightly. It wasn't really a question, he was just narrating it blandly.
It was a simple sentence, but Ting Lan felt an unprecedented pressure. Her first thought was to answer Mu Qianqian, but she immediately rejected the answer.
Mu Qianqian's answer should be to answer the young master's current interest in women, or to answer the young master's current liking, rather than to let the young master have Matriarch Rong's answer.
Matriarch Rong was someone who could never be controlled by an ordinary person in her entire life.
Ting Lan knew very well that no matter how much her Young Master liked Mu Qianqian, she was always calm and wise in the heart. Thus, she could not rashly let Mu Qianqian be Matriarch Rong because of a woman.
Matriarch Rong's responsibility was so heavy that it could not be explained in a word or two. Even if Mu Qianqian possessed extremely heaven-defying intelligence, she might not necessarily be able to match up to the role of Matriarch.
Whether it was the young master's royal family's status, or the status of a noble in the Dragon Country family, or even the military power and political position in the hands of the young master, Matriarch Rong was definitely not ordinary.
Even Ling Jinghan wasn't someone who qualified, but her Ling Family was her backer now. Due to the marriage agreement, it was impossible for the Young Master and Old Master to shirk responsibility.
Ting Lan was speechless for a long time, not knowing how to respond.
Rong Heting put his pen on the table, then stood up and walked around the table in the direction of the door.
"I have always been the only one in charge of the matriarch of Rong Family. If I want it, anyone is qualified. If I don't nod my head, no one is qualified."
Ting Lan's heart tightened. She understood Rong Heting's intention a little bit, but she still wanted to make one last effort.
"Young master, Mu Qianqian isn't suitable for this. With her status, the old man wouldn't agree to it. Furthermore, she can't bear to bear the son of the young master!"
"Ting Lan, I don't know when I started making you think that I'm an irrational person."
With that, Rong Heting opened the door of the study with indifference. He walked out with his tall body and didn't need anyone to answer him.
Ting Lan stood in the study room for a long time, unable to recover from her shock. She was unable to guess the meaning behind Rong Heting's words, much less understand the young master's decision.
Only after a long while did Ting Lan finally let out the mouthful of foul air that had been accumulating in her chest, and regain her rationality.
Perhaps she was wrong from the very beginning. Whether it was Ling Jinghan, Mu Qianqian, or any other women that became Matriarch Rong, she shouldn't participate in this until everything was settled.
She would only be loyal to Young Master Di and Rong Heting, and the person she should protect right now could only be the owner of the Rong Family.
Mu Qianqian was dizzy and the back of her hand was cold. Even though she was covered in a thick blanket, she still felt cold. From her back to her bare feet, it was extremely painful.
Mu Qianqian fell asleep in a trance. Occasionally, her slightly opened eyes would vaguely detect the shadow of a person moving about. In the end, the room returned to its usual cold and quiet state.
When the morning sunlight shone on her again, Mu Qianqian finally woke up from her slumber.
The room was empty and silent; the small sofa by the bed looked as if someone had stopped there, but it was long past the temperature.
Realizing that she might have gotten a fever last night, Mu Qianqian raised her hand to rub her forehead, laughing at herself as she put it down.
She was really burnt up. Even if she had a fever, she wouldn't be able to use her hands to feel any abnormalities on her body. Mu Qianqian looked up and saw the thermometer beside the pillow. She then started to measure the temperature.
While waiting for the mercury to rise, Mu Qianqian lay down and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
Now, she came back, did Rong Heting agree to her request?
No, she hadn't asked for it yet! Even though Rong Heting already knew the purpose of her visit, she would never be at ease without giving her an answer.
After thinking for a moment, Mu Qianqian sat up on the bed. She casually threw the thermometer on the bed and ran outside barefoot.
She had to see Rong Heting, she wanted his answer!
Mu Qianqian ran out of the bedroom in a fluster and ran directly to the study a few rooms away from the bedroom.
Mu Qianqian didn't knock on the door and lightly pressed the lock. Upon hearing the sound of the lock being unlocked, she immediately pushed open the door to the study.
As long as Rong Heting was home, he would either press her on the bed or take care of things in the study room. Mu Qianqian couldn't care less about opening the door without permission.
The fact that she was able to enter the study without knowing the password was already well-known, and she no longer had to pretend to be incompetent.
The door opened, but the sight of her surprised her.