After being deliberately "slandered" by Miranda, wherever Rong Jingyang went, people looked at him with contempt, disgust, and discrimination.
It was very unfriendly.
Rong Jingyang could feel it, and an inexplicable anger flared up in his heart.
But people had their own mouths, and he couldn't stop them.
He wanted to explain, to clarify, to find ways to shut everyone up, but it felt like covering up something that was already revealed.
He was very frustrated!
The saying "rumors are spread by a mouth, but debunking them takes a thousand miles of running" probably described his situation?
And even if he issued a statement, even if he presented test reports, could that silence the public?
Would those with low moral character who were good at fantasizing and couldn't stand others doing well stop spreading rumors?
It was likely that those with dark hearts had already decided he had a decadent private life and was an AIDS patient.
Especially seeing people who, though they didn't speak, looked at him with contempt, Rong Jingyang was very angry.
This had severely damaged his reputation.
He had gone to the hospital for the red bumps on his body that afternoon. The test results showed it was a xx rash virus, not AIDS.
Rong Jingyang breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel puzzled – when did he get the rash? And where was he infected?
Thinking of Miranda's "ill intentions" and "deliberate defamation," an answer seemed to emerge.
Could it be her?
Recalling the events carefully... he and Miranda... only had contact yesterday?
Rong Jingyang raised his hand and found a small needle mark on his arm.
The answer was self-evident: it was Miranda.
Yesterday, while helping him, she had secretly injected him with the virus. He had been numb all over at the time, so he hadn't noticed.
Very good!
Another person who wanted to stop him from pursuing his wife!
How much benefit had Miranda received from Christiano? Was she helping Christiano keep Du Ruoxin?
No one could stop him from pursuing his wife.
Anyone who dared to become a stumbling block in his pursuit of his wife, he would throw that stone into a shredder – grind it into dust!
When Rong Jingyang learned that Du Ruoxin had gone to Christiano, a thought struck him, and he ordered Miranda to be apprehended.
He wouldn't waste this opportunity presented to him by threatening Du Ruoxin with Miranda, would he?
In full view of everyone, Mu Li led people to lock Miranda in a room, her hands and feet bound.
"Did you inject me with the virus?" Rong Jingyang asked.
Miranda glared angrily, "No."
Of course, she wouldn't admit to something like this; she wasn't stupid.
"Rong Jingyang, you'd better release me quickly. If Sister Xin..."
Unexpectedly, not only did Master Rong not release her, but he also took out her phone and made a video call to Du Ruoxin.
"If you don't come, I'll inject her with the AIDS virus."
Seeing the syringe and hearing these words, Miranda immediately panicked and became frightened. At this moment, she felt the terror of Rong Jingyang – he was clearly a devil!
"No... no..." Miranda's face turned ashen, her eyes fixed on the syringe filled with red blood, afraid that if she wasn't careful, Rong Jingyang would stab it into her body.
Then she would be finished!
She might as well die!
"When you attacked me..." Rong Jingyang pulled off the plastic cover of the needle tip and moved it in front of Miranda, saying with a sinister smile like a devil, "you should have known this would be the outcome."
Reciprocity had always been his principle in life.
After all, to give and not to receive is impolite; this is a traditional virtue of the ancestors.
"No, I didn't." Miranda vehemently denied it, looking at the gleaming needle tip, her eyes filled with panic and fear. "Rong Jingyang, you're just holding a grudge for what I said at the dinner party and want revenge!"
Rong Jingyang's expression was indifferent, "Say whatever you want."
He continued to move.
The cold and sharp syringe was pressed against Miranda's neck.
Miranda: "!!!!"
She remained stiff, not daring to move, not even daring to breathe forcefully.
She was afraid that if she exerted herself and the curve was too large, the needle tip would pierce her skin, and her life would be over!
"No... Rong Jingyang... you have no evidence... you can't just slander me..."
Miranda was extremely terrified.
[Needle holes have no eyes, Rong Jingyang, take it away, quickly take it away.]
[Stay away from me!]
"Heh," the man sneered twice, "evidence?"
He said with arrogance, "Didn't Du Ruoxin tell you that I never act based on evidence, only on my mood?"
...
Because it was at Buckingham Palace, the film crew watched Miranda being taken away without daring to call the police (calling the police would be useless). They could only anxiously surround the attic, waiting for developments, silently praying:
[Hope Boss is alright! Master Rong will release her after a few words with Boss!]
The dozen or so burly guards with long guns at the entrance became an insurmountable barrier for everyone to cross the attic door.
No one dared to break in.
They were afraid of stray bullets and being riddled with holes.
Just as everyone was extremely anxious and unable to find a solution, Du Ruoxin appeared.
She was furious, like a god of slaughter, and charged into the attic with an unstoppable momentum.
The dozen bodyguards at the entrance all saluted her in unison and respectfully opened the door for her.
What the hell!
What was Miss Du's identity?!
At this moment, Du Ruoxin's image in the eyes of the film crew, which had been somewhat transparent, became much more imposing.
"Rong, Jing, Yang!" Du Ruoxin rushed into the room and roared at the man, "Let my friend go!"
Seeing Du Ruoxin, Miranda felt as if she had seen a savior and desperately used ventriloquism to ask for help, "Sister Xin, Sister Xin, help me..."
She was terrified.
Miranda had no idea that Rong Jingyang, who appeared gentle and mild-mannered, was actually a complete devil.
No less than Christiano!