She remembered.
She remembered it all.
She just hadn't expected Rong Jingyang to remember too, and to say it out loud in front of so many people.
Too bad, it was too late. She no longer believed his words.
Du Ruoxin felt a lump in her throat, especially when Rong Jingyang knelt on one knee as soon as he appeared, completely bewildering her.
And now he was saying these tear-jerking words…
She was on the verge of tears.
To say she wasn't moved, that not a single ripple of emotion stirred within her, would be a lie…
Just then, her finger felt a sharp sting.
Cristiano, his fingers intertwined with hers, seemed to sense her wavering resolve and squeezed her hand.
"Xin'er."
"Don't just stand there."
His voice, like that of a demon from hell, echoed in her ears.
It was as if if she remained lost in thought, if she felt even a shred of emotion for Rong Jingyang, he would devour her whole.
Du Ruoxin shivered and quickly regained her composure.
"I don't remember. I said too many things in the past, and I've forgotten them all." Her voice was cold, filled with distance and unfamiliarity. "Mr. Rong, you should get up quickly."
"Kneeling like this at my wedding is inappropriate."
"My husband is petty. What would he think?"
"Also, from now on, please call me Mrs. Rothschild."
Her words pierced Rong Jingyang's heart, leaving him extremely embarrassed.
Hah, Mrs. Rothschild? He hadn't signed the divorce papers yet. She was still Mrs. Rong!
He—
Shit!
It wasn't that he didn't want to get up, it was that he couldn't!
The ever-proud Mr. Rong was so embarrassed he could have dug a hole through the floor. After struggling for a few more seconds and still unable to stand, he became furious.
Anger surged to his head.
"Qin! Yun! Xi!"
He roared!
Rong Jingyang now had reason to suspect that Qin had tampered with his walking aid. Otherwise, how could he not get up?
Damn it!
He was in so much pain he felt like he would faint, yet he still couldn't stand!
Hearing his call, Qin Yunxi jumped up with a "whoosh" and rushed onto the red carpet. "Coming, coming!"
He helped the man who couldn't get up to his feet, and then Qin Yunxi quickly disappeared.
He would honestly and quietly be an onlooker, not distracting the main characters, not affecting the progression of the drama.
Rong Jingyang finally stood up, no longer appearing like he was "wagging his tail and begging" for Du Ruoxin to change her mind.
His eyes filled with anger, he looked directly at her and said, "You've forgotten the words you yourself spoke so quickly?"
"Du Ruoxin, I know you like to throw tantrums, and I've never held it against you."
"You didn't want me to associate with Ivy, and I complied."
"I've already sent her to America, and we won't see each other again. What more do you want?"
It was such a small matter, yet she had clung to another man, crying and insisting on remarrying?
Her hastiness and impulsiveness made him feel utterly humiliated.
"I don't want anything!" Du Ruoxin was angered by his words. She had expected him to say something new to beg for her forgiveness, to win her back. Instead, it was blame, and that condescending tone as if talking to a child.
Heh!
She retorted with a darkened face, "You can associate with whomever you want, that's your freedom, it has nothing to do with me."
"Mr. Rong, do you have anything else to say?"
"If not, please step down."
"Don't interfere with my husband and me holding our wedding."
"Thank you for your cooperation!"
Rong Jingyang: ————
Why couldn't she hear a single word he said? Why did she always misinterpret his meaning?
Could it be—
She needed an apology? Only when he said "I'm sorry" would she soften?