Hearing Shen Rong’s question, Chiang Qing’s heart skipped a beat. She looked at him, and although he was smiling, she felt that smile was more terrifying than anything.
"I..." Chiang Qing started to speak, only to find her voice had become hoarse.
She swallowed and forced a smile, "If you don’t like it, I won’t go back."
After all, she was young. Under Shen Rong’s seasoned gaze, she showed unprecedented nervousness and fear.
Yet, Shen Rong just liked this kind of demeanor. He patted her hand, "Don’t be afraid. Go back if you want to."
Chiang Qing was stunned and looked at him incredulously, "You’re saying I can go back?"
"Yes, if you want to go, then go back." Shen Rong smiled, his eyes filled with affectionate kindness, like looking at a junior.
Chiang Qing’s eyes gradually reddened, and she said, "I thought you didn’t like it."
"Xiao Qing, whether I like it or not doesn’t matter, the key is whether you want to." Shen Rong said, "Returning to the mainland is no big deal. That matter has already settled, no one will suspect you."
These words slightly changed Chiang Qing’s expression, and she bit her lip gently.
"Your current identity is as Shen Rong’s woman, not anyone else’s. Your passport and identity are of this nation, so don’t worry." Shen Rong looked at her and said, "Since I can marry you, I can ensure your safety."
Chiang Qing couldn’t hold back anymore and leaned over, resting her head on his shoulder.
Seeing this, Lin Biao quietly retreated.
"What’s the matter?" Shen Rong patted her hand.


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