You little brat!
See if I don't teach her a lesson!
Du Ruoxin hugged her daughter and unleashed her fury.
"Slap, slap!"
Resounding slaps landed on Rong Doudou's small bottom, making her wail loudly.
"Mommy bad... woo woo woo... don't hit Doudou..."
Rong Doudou cried most pitifully.
Miranda stood nearby, wanting to say a few words for the little princess, but seeing her tens of millions worth of clothes ruined...
It stung a little!
She stood there, a mix of tears and laughter.
She spoke for Rong Doudou in her mind: Sister, please stop, Doudou is still young, and it's just a few pieces of clothing.
But, but!
It wasn't just a few pieces of clothing!
Because these clothes were damaged, the actors couldn't wear them, and filming couldn't proceed. A single day's delay meant a loss of millions, and many of the clothes were custom-made. If they were broken, who knew if they could be repaired?
Miranda was already mentally calculating her potential losses and how to mitigate them to minimize the damage.
Du Ruoxin delivered two heavy slaps. Hearing her daughter's terrified cries, her anger softened considerably.
After all, she was her own flesh and blood. Doudou's personality was naturally boyish—active. And her daughter was still young and didn't understand many things, so Du Ruoxin could only teach her slowly.
With a dark expression, she was about to launch into a lecture.
Cristiano walked in, his voice booming with wealth, "It's just a few pieces of clothing, why did you lay hands on Doudou?"
It was just tens of millions, even billions, he could let her waste them.
Was it worth hitting a child?
Besides, what child isn't mischievous? What child doesn't cause trouble?
Just talk to Doudou properly, she could understand.
Cristiano disagreed with Du Ruoxin's "rod and stick" approach to discipline. He reached out to pick her up.
But Rong Doudou clung to her mother like superglue, refusing to be moved. She continued to cry and say, "Mommy, don't be angry, Mommy, don't hit Doudou... woo woo woo..."
Cristiano's blue eyes flickered—what a heartbreaking child, how could Xin bear to do it?
He wasn't short of money!
Frowning, he shooed away the onlookers who were enjoying the show.
Du Ruoxin regretted her actions after the two slaps. Her daughter just found it amusing and had no idea how much those clothes were worth. Hitting her, she didn't understand, and Du Ruoxin herself felt a pang of guilt.
But if she didn't hit her...
Two slaps were enough!
Yes!
Doudou knew she couldn't do this again, and she wouldn't repeat it.
Du Ruoxin hugged her daughter and spoke gently, "Doudou, look, these clothes are all ruined, how can they be worn?"
"Does Doudou want to wear ruined clothes?"
Rong Doudou shook her head vigorously—no, no, she wouldn't wear ruined clothes.
Du Ruoxin: "Then should I tear up Doudou's beautiful princess dresses too, and have Doudou go out in rags every day?"
Rong Doudou automatically pictured herself in dirty beggar's clothes and was terrified, "No!" She hugged her mother tightly, "I don't want to wear dirty clothes, tattered clothes."
Du Ruoxin: "Then will you still slash clothes with a knife in the future?"
Rong Doudou's eyes welled up with tears, "No."
She knew she was wrong.
Du Ruoxin stroked her daughter's head, "Good girl."
She admitted her mistake quickly, but whether she would learn from it was another matter.
Du Ruoxin carefully educated her daughter for a while longer before wiping her tears, "Is Doudou a little princess who dares to act and dares to take responsibility?"
Rong Doudou nodded, "Yes!"
Du Ruoxin: "Then shall we mend these clothes together, okay?"
Rong Doudou: "Okay."
Just as Du Ruoxin was about to ask Miranda to find a sewing machine, she looked up and met the man's pair of deep, serene blue eyes. "No need for such trouble, I'll have people make new ones."
Also, it was very late, and she should be off work.
The time should belong to him.
Now, finally, the people who should disappear had disappeared.
Rong Jingyang, the Rong family, all the people Du Ruoxin disliked no longer pestered her. Not only was her time his, but she was also his.