The big boss is reborn and lets himself go.

At this point, Rong Huaizhi paused slightly, narrowing his eyes as if deep in thought, trying to sort out his chaotic thoughts. After a moment, he coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and then continued slowly, “I deeply understand one thing: even if I desperately amassed countless riches, it would be virtually impossible to provide her with the kind of luxurious lifestyle that surpasses our current circumstances simply by relying on that money! After all, if you compare me to Catherine, I am clearly at a disadvantage in every aspect, and the difference is not small. However, please believe me, although I may not be able to provide her with the most luxurious material conditions, I solemnly promise you here—I will spare no effort to strive and do everything in my power, using every possible means, just to fully satisfy every request she makes. Whether it is providing her with meticulous care and attention in the spiritual realm or making tangible contributions to her in real life, I will absolutely not be stingy or hold back in the slightest.”

Finally, Rong Huaizhi clenched his fists tightly. His already resolute face looked even colder now, and his tone became more and more determined.

"More importantly, after such a long period of self-reflection and continuous growth, I have finally come to truly understand this irrefutable truth: Catherine has always been a unique and completely independent individual, not some kind of private possession belonging to me. She rightfully possesses the sacred right to choose her own path in life and bravely pursue her own happiness, because she is a free soul completely unbound. Therefore, my resolute return this time is a do-or-die determination, and I will never again so easily hand her over to someone else as I did before. Even if the road ahead is full of thorns and dangers, I will not back down, but forge ahead, doing everything in my power to protect this precious bond between us, and to ensure that it continues forever."

The moment Hilbert heard Rong Huaizhi's words, the raging anger that had been burning deep within him was instantly extinguished, as if by a torrential downpour. At that moment, Hilbert's face was taut, like an unyielding rock, devoid of any emotion. However, beneath this seemingly calm exterior lay an indescribable solemnity and seriousness.

He slowly opened his lips, letting out a cold snort from his throat. The sound was like a biting winter wind, sending a chill down one's spine. Then, in an unusually low and stern tone, he said, "Hmph! Anyone can spout a few nice words. How could such empty rhetoric, devoid of substance, easily move me? From this day forward, no matter how eloquent or boastful you are, I will not be moved in the slightest. I will only watch coldly as you coldly observe your so-called grand pronouncements, quietly seeing what concrete actions you can take to prove your words are true."

Meanwhile, on the other side, Rong Huaizhi's mind cleared instantly upon hearing these words, as if struck by lightning. He immediately realized that he had taken the first step towards success with his brother-in-law. Thinking this, his previously tense face gradually relaxed, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, forming a confident smile. This smile was like a flower blooming in spring, radiant and captivating.

Immediately afterward, Rong Huaizhi replied without hesitation, "Alright, brother! You can rest assured and watch with your eyes wide open. From today onward, every action and every word of mine will be laid bare before you without reservation, without the slightest concealment. I solemnly assure you that I will wholeheartedly and do my utmost to take good care of Catherine's daily life and emotional needs, and I will never let her suffer even the slightest grievance or pain. Whether it's stormy weather or clear skies, I will steadfastly protect her, becoming her strongest support and warmest harbor."

Upon hearing this resounding and unwavering promise, Hilbert felt a surge of relief. He knew that the man before him wasn't just making empty promises, but truly understood and was willing to put his words into action. Because of this, his previously anxious heart finally eased, and his mood lightened considerably.

However, in that instant, Hilbert, whose expression had been relatively calm, seemed to be struck by lightning. A question flashed through his mind, as if the last piece of a puzzle had found its place. His expression instantly became somewhat uncertain, a subtle change that was not easily noticed, but it did not escape the eyes of those around him.

Hilbert's brows furrowed tightly, forming a shallow "川" shape, and his lips were unconsciously pursed, as if trying to hold back the words that were about to escape his lips. His gaze was fixed on Rong Huaizhi in front of him, a hint of hesitation and struggle flickering within it, as if a thousand words were stuck in his throat, yet he couldn't utter them.

Meanwhile, Rong Huaizhi, who had been watching Hilbert closely, naturally didn't miss the other's momentary emotional fluctuation. However, he didn't rush to ask, choosing instead to remain silent. He knew deep down that everyone harbors secrets they don't want others to know—secrets that might be heavy, painful, and not every matter needs to be thoroughly investigated to find an answer. Sometimes, giving others space to process their unspeakable feelings is a form of respect and understanding.

The two sat there quietly, the atmosphere around them seemingly frozen, so heavy it was almost suffocating. Neither dared to break the oppressive silence, fearing that even the slightest sound would unleash a storm.

Time is like a merciless hourglass, each grain of sand slowly but steadily slipping away. Tick-tock, tick-tock... the passing of seconds seems so long, as if trying to freeze this moment forever.

How much time had passed was unknown, long enough that even the sunlight had subtly shifted its position. Finally, Hilbert, as if gathering all his strength, took a deep breath. As the air entered his chest, his previously tense body relaxed slightly, but a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He frowned slightly, his deep eyes revealing a hint of unease and hesitation, his gaze flickering as if two little voices were fiercely battling within him. After a difficult decision and struggle, Hilbert finally gritted his teeth, mustered immense courage, and slowly opened his mouth.

“Um… do you know?” His voice was low and slightly trembling, like a gust of wind blowing through a deep valley, carrying a hint of mystery and repression. “It’s about Catherine having a child out of wedlock. I want to tell you that this isn’t one of those baseless, fabricated, and pointless reports; it’s an absolute fact!” As he spoke the last few words, Hilbert’s tone unconsciously became much more forceful, as if he wanted to emphasize the truth and importance of the news.

Upon hearing this, Rong Huaizhi's handsome face showed not even the slightest surprise. His deep, pool-like eyes stared directly into Hilbert's eyes, as if he could see through the thin eyelids and discern the most hidden corners of the other's heart.

In that brief exchange of glances, Rong Huaizhi had already realized what kind of unknown secret was hidden behind Hilbert's hesitant and stammering expression.

Rong Huaizhi pursed his lips slightly, then the corners of his mouth gently turned up, slowly forming a warm and tolerant smile, as gentle as the spring sun and as tolerant as a breeze. He then responded in an unusually calm tone, "Of course I know. Catherine's child is my child! From beginning to end, I have never had even the slightest thought about it."

His voice wasn't loud, but the unwavering determination and deep, intense love it contained were like a flower quietly blooming in spring—silent yet effortlessly touching. Those around him who heard his words were all deeply moved.