Passionate Devotion

Chapter 39

Weathered the Storm 1

Leng Yejin forwarded the phone number to his people. As though recalling something, Ji Yiming quickly added, “Please don’t mention my name. If that woman starts harassing me, it will affect my research. You know that I’ve always put the research involving you first. It’s my number one life goal.”

Truth is, if his name was brought up, she would not help treat the patient. For the sake of the peace and good relationship between the two nations, he had to stay out of this and forgo his credit. After all, he had always been a patriotic young man…

Leng Yejin took a glance at him before walking away with heavy footsteps. He was concerned about Tong Lu. He furrowed his brows and thought to himself, ‘How did this woman cause so much trouble?’

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In the lounge where she was imprisoned.

Tong Lu bit her lip. She was in the presence of a room full of foreigners. Every single one of them looked so grim and stern, as if they were about to gun her down anytime now. She was losing hope. ‘How exactly is the British prime minister’s condition now?’

There was a creak. Someone pushed open the door. Leng Yejin’s towering figure entered the room, followed by the people from the foreign affairs department. Agitated, Tong Lu immediately stood up.

Leng Yejin walked over to her slowly and stopped in front of her. He looked like an unyielding mountain. His shadow instantly enveloped her.

Tong Lu was quite emotional. She knew it. He would not leave her to rot here.

“Brother-in-law.”

Leng Yejin detected the emotion in her voice. His gaze darkened slightly. “Are you alright?”

Tong Lu nodded firmly. With him around, it felt as if her anxious heart had found its anchor point.

Leng Yejin pulled the chair out from under the table and sat down next to her.

“Are you sure you’re alright? Aren’t you afraid? The British prime minister’s life is at risk. You might end up as the nation’s biggest sinner. If that happens, I won’t protect you.”

Tong Lu clutched at the hem of her shirt tightly. Her face was pale. “But… I didn’t do anything wrong.” She thought for a moment and gave herself a confidence boost. She raised her head and straightened up. “I’m not afraid. I believe that my country will prove my innocence.”

Leng Yejin took a look at her. Her eyelashes were shivering slightly. She was obviously terrified, yet she still tried her best to keep herself calm.

“Miss Tong, rest assured that as long as you’re telling the truth in your testimony, the country will not turn its back on you.”

The delegate from the foreign affairs department sat across Tong Lu. Knowing that she was not an ordinary volunteer but instead the president’s niece-in-law and Young Master Jin’s sister-in-law, he subconsciously spoke to her in a respectful tone. However, her personal relationship with those in positions of power complicated everything.

It was just a small detail, but once the leader of a nation was involved, a small misstep would worsen the relationship between two countries. After a meeting at the department of foreign affairs, they decided that they must prove Tong Lu’s innocence no matter what. It was the only way to prevent a war between the two nations.

The British diplomats took their seats as well. The two parties began their discussion. Their exchange was tense and hostile. The outcome was still unpredictable.

Tong Lu had never been at a negotiation like this. She felt very uneasy and nervous.

Her thin and long eyelashes shuddered.

‘Have I really caused trouble for my country?’

The more she thought about it, the more she knew it was the truth. But it did not matter anymore. During the emergency, if she had the chance to start over and choose how to react, she would still give Mr. Prime Minister the necessary first-aid assistance.

Tong Lu’s eyes were downcast. There was a pang of sourness in her nose.

Suddenly, a large warm hand wrapped around Tong Lu’s cold and sweaty hand under the table.

She turned her head. Leng Yejin was propping his chin in his hand, leaning back in his chair in silence as he watched the negotiation between the diplomats from both nations. He did not spare her a look. Tong Lu lowered her head. But he was clasping her hand in his. He even squeezed her hand as if to say, “You want to shake me off? In your dreams!”

Warmth radiated from his palm and warmed her heart.

Tong Lu pursed her lips and pretended that nothing was happening. The bitter-sour sensation in her nose was replaced by warmth.