Will... Miranda injected... HIV... into Rong Jingyang's body?
So terrifying!
Miranda pouted and linked her arm through Du Ruoxin's. "Sister Xin, didn't you say you wouldn't care what I did to him?"
Du Ruoxin: ...This wasn't about caring or not.
The issue was, could one joke about AIDS? Could one play with it so casually?
It was terrifying!
Du Ruoxin's expression grew even more somber. "Miranda, he is the father of my two children. If he gets AIDS, how will my children be perceived?"
Would Doudou be discriminated against? Would he face bullying at school? Would he...
Just thinking about it made Du Ruoxin's scalp tingle and her body tremble.
"Uh?" Miranda's face also paled. She hadn't thought that far ahead, only wanting to prank Rong Jingyang.
If Doudou were to be discriminated against because of this, it would be a grave sin.
Miranda apologized, "It... shouldn't be that... serious, right?"
Du Ruoxin stared at her sharply. "Uh-huh?"
Miranda pouted playfully. "Alright, alright. Yesterday when I helped him, I injected him with a rash virus, not AIDS."
Du Ruoxin breathed a heavy sigh of relief—thank goodness it wasn't AIDS.
"You." She tapped her friend's forehead. Du Ruoxin said with some worry, "Rong Jingyang is not someone to mess with. Don't offend him completely."
Miranda shrugged, looking at Du Ruoxin with a fawning expression. "It's okay, don't I have you?"
Du Ruoxin: ...
She had a feeling Miranda was going to infuriate Rong Jingyang.
But the thought flashed and passed.
Du Ruoxin didn't take it too seriously and chided her friend helplessly.
The two continued with their work.
The movie officially started shooting in the afternoon. Miranda was very busy, but Du Ruoxin was idle. The scenes she was responsible for were outside Buckingham Palace, and since the lead actors were filming at Miranda's location, she had no one to direct. Thus, she had nothing to do.
She walked around the entire crew. Everything was in order and proceeding as scheduled.
Du Ruoxin could finally relax and take a break.
Thinking that her elder brother was waiting for her by the Thames River, she took a car to go there.
By the quiet riverside, Christiano had booked the entire hotel. The moment Du Ruoxin stepped in, she was surrounded by jasmine, yellow roses, and daffodils all along the path.
It felt... like a proposal scene.
Pah, pah, pah!
How could she have such a thought?
Du Ruoxin stopped herself in time and strode up to Christiano. "Brother."
Christiano looked as if he hadn't slept, either pulling an all-nighter or having been awake for two days and one night. His spirits were very low.
His eyelids felt heavy.
"You're here?" he said hoarsely.
Du Ruoxin observed him. "Is your injury better?"
Christiano touched his bruised face and smiled faintly. "You still care about me?"
Du Ruoxin chuckled to ease the awkwardness. "You're my brother, how could I not care about you?"
Christiano glanced at her, looking resentful and hurt.
Du Ruoxin: ...
That look again, she was truly afraid of it!
Such a melancholic, dejected man was not the big brother she knew.
Du Ruoxin sat opposite him and said, "The movie has started shooting, I'll be very busy."
Christiano: Is it busyness, or an excuse to avoid me?
He didn't call her out on it.
Du Ruoxin: "Brother, why don't you ask Clara to keep you company? And Aiden, children change every day, they're getting cuter and cuter, I..."
Christiano suddenly interrupted, "Let's just leave it at this."