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"Requesting an audience with the president?"

The guard frowned, his tone clearly suspicious, but he remained patient.

"The president is extremely busy; he can't be seen by just anyone. Do you have an appointment? Identification? Or official correspondence?"

He looked Xiaoyue up and down, and no matter how he looked at her, she didn't seem like someone who could get involved with the president.

Moreover, there are countless people every day who try to see the president under various pretexts...

Xiaoyue was not surprised at all by this; in fact, she had been prepared for it.

Following Yin Pan'er's instructions, she said, "Sir, I have no written appointment. However, this matter is extremely important, and given my special status, please inform the Presidential Palace that..."

She paused, lowered her voice to make sure only the guards in front of her could hear her, and said, "Just say... that you are a family member sent by Mr. Rongfang, and that you have urgent business to report to President Yin in person."

"Rong Fang...?" The guard looked blank. He searched his memory for the names of the officials in power, but he had never heard of this name before. Not to mention this name, there was no one with the surname Rong among the current officials in power.

"What RAV4? Never heard of it! Without proper paperwork and identification, you can't go in! Please leave!"

He waved his hand, signaling Xiaoyue to leave, his attitude resolute.

Based on his experience, he instinctively categorized this as yet another person trying to curry favor or cause trouble.

"Sir! This matter is extremely important! It concerns President Yin's private affairs!" Xiaoyue was a little anxious, and her voice involuntarily rose a few decibels, attracting the attention of another older guard next to her.

She emphasized, "I am a member of Mr. Rongfang's family! Please make sure to pass on this message! You only need to inform him... His Majesty the President will definitely come to see me!"

The soldier frowned slightly upon seeing this.

"What's going on?" At this moment, an older guard walked over and asked. His shoulder insignia indicated that he was the soldier's superior.

The young guard immediately reported: "Captain, this woman has no identification or appointment, yet she insists on seeing the president, using some code word about 'Rong Fang's' family. It doesn't sound very reliable..."

The older guard's gaze sharpened as he looked at Xiaoyue, then sized her up and down a few more times before patiently speaking:

“Young lady, this is a national security area, not a street teahouse. You say it concerns the president's private affairs? Do you have any proof? If you continue to cause trouble, we will have to deal with it as disturbing the peace.” His hand was already on the baton at his waist, his tone stern.

Xiaoyue's heart was in her throat. She hadn't expected that the other party would be completely unaware of Yin Pan'er's maternal grandfather's name.

Just then, a calm voice came from inside the guard post:

"Wait a minute." A middle-aged man who looked like a duty officer came out.

He had vaguely heard the name "Rong Fang" inside the guard post. Although he couldn't recall who it was, the name seemed to evoke a long-forgotten memory, making it sound familiar. It was definitely not a baseless rumor.

Moreover, although the woman in front of me was dressed simply, her anxious expression carried an indescribable quality that did not seem fake.

He asked in a deep voice, "Say it again, who sent you? What do you want with the president?"

Seeing a glimmer of hope, Xiaoyue quickly repeated, "Sir, it's Mr. Rongfang who sent my family. They have urgent personal matters that they must report to President Yin in person."

"Furthermore, I don't need you to let me in. You just need to inform the President. He will see me! It's really none of your business. However, if you refuse me entry today, and the President holds you accountable..."

Xiaoyue's words now carried a hint of threat.

The officer repeated it in a low voice, his brows furrowed, muttering under his breath.

“Rongfang…family…” Rongfang…personal affairs…this surname lingered in his mind…

After all, Xiaoyue's composure at this moment, and her calmness and indifference in the face of pressure, are remarkable.

This clearly indicates that this woman is extraordinary...

He suddenly remembered that he had heard someone say that President Yoon's wife's surname was Rong, but that family was very low-key and few people knew about it.

This connection startled him. If it truly involved the late president's wife's family, it was indeed a matter of great importance, a highly private matter. Could this woman before him be someone sent by the Rong family? Hadn't the Rong family long since withdrawn from public life? Why would they suddenly send someone?

The officer's expression instantly turned serious.

He dared not be negligent, but he also had to be cautious. "Young lady, please wait here for a moment and do not move around."

After speaking to Xiaoyue, he gave his guards a stern look and whispered, "Keep an eye on her and don't let anyone get close."

He then turned and strode into the government building, where he contacted the president's personal bodyguard directly through the internal communication system.

The presidential office is located on the top floor of the building, offering a panoramic view overlooking much of the bustling cityscape of New Kyoto.

Yin Weiyong was engrossed in an approval document regarding the budget for a new railway line, his brow slightly furrowed.

The passage of time has left its mark on his refined face; he looks much older than before.

But those eyes remained sharp and deep, revealing the composure and wisdom of someone in power.

The office was simply and elegantly furnished, with a huge flag of the Xiao Kingdom and the flag of the East Asian Union hanging behind the desk. Just then...

A knock sounded at the door; it was his personal bodyguard, who also served as his butler.

A shrewd and capable man in his forties strode in, his face bearing a rare look of solemnity and hesitation.

"Minister Yin, the guard downstairs reports that a young woman is requesting an audience. She claims to be a family member sent by Mr. Rongfang and has urgent private matters to report to you in person."

The bodyguard's voice was low and tinged with uncertainty.

“Rongfang? Family?!” Yin Weiyong’s hand holding the pen suddenly stopped, and the pen tip bleeds a small blot of ink on the document.

He slowly raised his head, a fleeting look of disbelief flashing in his eyes, which was then replaced by a deep sharpness and intense reminiscence.

Rong Fang! This is the father of his late wife Rong Wan, his father-in-law, and Pan'er's maternal grandfather!

A name that has long been considered "secluded from the world" in the eyes of the world, and many people even thought it was already dead!

Why would the Rong family, a family he had almost buried deep in his heart, a symbol of past warmth and guilt, suddenly send someone? And a family member at that?

In fact, during the most turbulent years in the Xiao Kingdom, Yin Weiyong did send people to look for them...

However, they have been searching for them in vain. All they know is that they have gone into seclusion, but they have no idea where they have gone...

His heart clenched. Had something happened to his father-in-law?

Or... has something changed over there?

The Rong family has lived in seclusion for many years, and they would never send anyone here unless it was something extremely important!

The identity of "family" stirred up a complex and indescribable emotion in his heart... Could it be news of Pan'er?

No, he had received a message from Xiao Ce saying that he had found Yin Pan'er.

Pan'er is far away in the West... Could it be...?

A faint, almost impossible thought quietly sprouted in his mind, carrying a hint of expectation that even he himself dared not delve into.

But then another thought arose: was someone using this name to set a trap?

But knowing the name Rong Fang is no ordinary thing! There are not many people who know Wan'er's maiden name, and even fewer who can accurately mention Rong Fang!

He put down his pen, leaned forward slightly, and continued to ask the bodyguard beside him, "What did that woman look like? How old was she? Did she explain what she wanted?"

"Reporting to the President, the security detail described her as a young woman of about twenty years old, simply dressed but with a refined air. She appeared anxious but remained relatively composed. She only said that the matter was extremely urgent and needed to be reported in person, refusing to reveal anything to anyone else, and only emphasizing that it was a family member."

The bodyguard answered cautiously, sensing the impact the name had on the president. He actually knew something about the Rong family.

After all, there is a memorial tablet in the ancestral hall of Yin Weiyong's family, which is for Yin Weiyong's wife, Rong Wan.

"Around twenty years old...simple-minded...family..."

Various possibilities flashed through Yin Weiyong's mind...

The person my father-in-law sent shouldn't be so young and alone...

A distant relative of Wan'er? That's unlikely. The Rong family's decision to go into seclusion was already a clear indication of their complete severing of ties with the outside world.

He didn't come out even during the most turbulent time in the Xiao Kingdom...

If not... or...

That audacious, almost impossible thought flashed through his mind again like lightning, making him gasp for breath! The thought was so absurd, yet so fatally alluring...

Could it be that his daughter, Pan'er, has returned? And she sent her most trusted person? But why use Rong Fang's name? Is it to cover up their true intentions?

He suppressed the turmoil in his heart, countless thoughts colliding and analyzing in an instant. The possibility of a trap could not be ruled out, but the name "Rong Fang" carried too much weight; he had to confirm it himself!

"Immediately!" Yin Weiyong ordered in a deep voice!

"Take her...take her to the small meeting room! Absolutely quiet, away from everyone! Notify the guards to increase security around the small meeting room, but don't disturb her. I'll go see her myself!"

He did not choose a more private office to prevent fraud; the small meeting room had an emergency exit and security measures, making it relatively safe and private enough.

"Yes, Mr. President!" The bodyguard's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately obeyed and left. He knew that for the president to react this way, this matter was no small thing.

The atmosphere became tense at one point right at the entrance of the government affairs center.

After the older guard reported, he returned: "Young lady, it's not that we're unwilling to make an exception. The president is very busy, and every day there's a long line of people wanting to see him."

You claim to be a family member of Mr. Rongfang, but that's just talk; how can we believe you? If we delay the President's important business, or... if something goes wrong, we can't afford the consequences. We've already reported it. If... they still refuse to see you, don't blame us..."

With a composed smile, Yin Pan'er addressed the older guard, "Yes, sir... if the president refuses to see me after your report, I will not waste any more words or trouble you further."

Although Xiaoyue said this, her heart was slightly pounding. She knew that the name she gave was crucial, but whether the guards could relay the message in time, and whether Yin Weiyong would believe it, were other things entirely...

In the midst of this brief standoff, the heavy doors of the government affairs center were opened.

A figure strode out quickly, his steps steady and powerful, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

The man was about forty years old, with a sharp face and eagle-like eyes. He wore a well-tailored dark gray executive uniform, and the insignia on his shoulder straps indicated his extremely high status.

Lin Feng, the president's personal bodyguard and chief of internal affairs, is one of Yin Weiyong's most trusted confidants.

Although Lin Feng was Yin Weiyong's confidant, he was only valued by Yin Weiyong in the later stages of his career.

Therefore, I don't know Xiaoyue...

After Lin Feng came out, his gaze fell precisely on Xiao Yue, filled with scrutiny and an undisguised seriousness.

He ignored everyone else and walked straight to Xiaoyue, nodding slightly. His voice, though not loud, carried an undeniable authority: "Young lady, please come with me. The president wants to see you."

These words were like throwing a boulder into a calm lake!

The soldiers on duty at the gate, especially the young guard who had just stopped Xiaoyue and the captain, instantly changed their expressions and stared in disbelief!

The look in their eyes as they looked at Xiaoyue instantly changed from wariness and suspicion to extreme shock and a hint of fear!

What is the most prestigious position of the president's personal bodyguard?

They rarely even have a chance to speak on ordinary days.

At this moment, Chief Bodyguard Lin actually came out to greet this young woman whom they had just regarded as a troublemaker? And the President actually wanted to see her?! Did Rong Fang's name carry so much weight?!

The young guard's face turned deathly pale instantly, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He recalled his impatient scolding and shooing earlier, and he was filled with remorse.

The captain was also taken aback, but then he reacted, his attitude completely changing. He gave Xiaoyue an unprecedented, even somewhat obsequious, smile and bowed repeatedly.

"Miss...Miss! So you really are the President's distinguished guest! We were so blind and offended you just now! Please forgive us, we are so magnanimous!"

As he spoke, he subtly nudged the still-dazed young guard with his elbow.

The young guard, as if waking from a dream, quickly followed suit and bowed deeply, his voice trembling slightly: "Yes, yes, yes! Please forgive me, young lady! Please forgive me, young lady! I deserve to die! I deserve to die! Please don't take it to heart!"

Xiaoyue watched this dramatic scene unfold before her, understanding the situation but not surprised, nor feeling the slightest bit smug...

Having followed Yin Pan'er for many years, she was already accustomed to the fickle nature of human relationships and the changing of the guard. She had witnessed such scenes countless times...

She smiled gently at the two soldiers and the other guards around her who were also looking at her with awe, without the slightest hint of anger.