How could he—
All men are pigs, their words are nothing but farts!
Du Ruoxin regretted it. She must have been out of her mind, not completely insane, to agree to marry him!
Ah—
It hurts so much!
He was biting her neck so hard he could break it!
The pain in her neck made the woman panic.
No matter how Du Ruoxin dodged or hit the man on top of her, Kristino held her tightly, his kisses growing more intense.
Fear washed over her.
Du Ruoxin was about to cry. She wasn't going to… by her elder brother… right here.
Thinking of the terrifying scene, tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably. She was truly afraid.
"No!"
"Brother, let me go… I'll hate you… I…"
Kristino released her, his eyes filled with desire, the hormones coursing through his body. "Didn't I tell you to drop the 'big' part?"
Du Ruoxin's skin crawled under his gaze. She instinctively covered her mouth, afraid he would lose control and kiss her lips.
She would die then!
Kristino knew he had scared her with his actions. He got up and took a few steps back.
Leaning against the door, his voice was hoarse. "Tell me, what do you think Rong Jingyang will say when he sees the hickey on your neck?"
Du Ruoxin's mind was still a bit fuzzy. "Huh?"
What did he mean?
Kristino didn't say anything more. Instead, he took her hand and said cheerfully, "Let's go."
Du Ruoxin: "..."
Being led away like a wooden puppet by her brother, she was a little dazed.
【Rong Jingyang…】
【Rong Jingyang…】
Daddy let him out? He's outside? He—
She didn't want to see him.
Du Ruoxin broke free from Kristino's hand and walked in another direction. "I'm feeling a bit unwell."
Kristino followed her. "What's wrong? You don't want to see him?"
Du Ruoxin neither admitted nor denied it, only saying, "I haven't had much appetite lately. I just want to drink congee and eat steamed buns."
Someone: "—"
It's best if she doesn't see him. He wished she would never see Rong Jingyang in this lifetime.
The two ate breakfast in the kitchen.
Du Ruoxin headed straight for the parking lot, not intending to encounter Rong Jingyang.
However, on the empty road, a familiar figure stood in the middle of the road, like a dart that had suddenly flown over, piercing her eyes.
It hurt a little.
Du Ruoxin's pupils contracted violently, but soon, she regained her composure.
She pretended not to see him and walked past him.
"Du Ruoxin!"
Rong Jingyang called out.
The woman ignored him—was that the buzzing of mosquitoes? She really wanted to swat it dead on the wall!
"Du Ruoxin!"
Seeing that the woman was treating him as if he were air, Rong Jingyang controlled his wheelchair and quickly moved forward to grab her.
"Can we talk?"
He raised his eyebrows and looked at her.
However, the one who answered Rong Jingyang was not Du Ruoxin, but Kristino, who was standing nearby.
Kristino pulled Du Ruoxin over, slung an arm around her shoulders, his possessiveness evident, and his tone icy. "Mr. Rong, what do you want to talk to my wife about?"
"Perhaps, talk to me instead?"
"Oh, right. Xin'er and I are having our wedding ceremony at the church at ten o'clock. You're welcome to attend."
Rong Jingyang: "………………"
Kristino's words were like a bolt from the blue, splitting his brain in half.
What wedding?
What wife?
Du Ruoxin was his wife, how could Kristino—!
Rong Jingyang's dark eyes were filled with disbelief. He looked up, his gaze chillingly fixed on her.
Du Ruoxin remained silent, offering no rebuttal.
She didn't even dare to meet his cold and terrifying eyes.
Rong Jingyang's heart sank, his eyelids twitching.
She—
Seeing Du Ruoxin clinging intimately to Kristino, the man's gaze grew colder.
Especially when a large, prominent hickey was imprinted on the woman's fair and tender neck, as if nakedly declaring that she no longer belonged to him.
【Du Ruoxin…】
Rong Jingyang's mind froze.
Du Ruoxin felt the man's death stare. Finally, steeling her heart, she found her voice and said coldly, "Mr. Rong, if you have the time, you are welcome to attend my wedding."