Breathing was difficult! She couldn't catch her breath!
"Ah—"
Du Ruoxin struggled and sat up abruptly.
In her line of sight, illuminated by the dim moonlight, a handsome face carved as if by a sculptor appeared—Rong Jingyang!
Bastard!
He wanted to pinch her nose, to suffocate her, was he trying to murder her?!!!
Infuriated, Du Ruoxin jumped out of the car, landed in his arms, and pinched the man's nostrils.
Her movements were swift and seamless.
This was retaliation!
Provoked, she had morning temper and was in a very bad mood!
The two stared at each other, but as time ticked by, one minute, two minutes, three minutes…
Du Ruoxin felt like a long, long time had passed, and the man should have suffocated, but he still didn't say a word!
She was afraid of him!
She admitted defeat!
Who told her she cared about him?
What if she really pinched him to death? Where would she find a husband as handsome as Rong Jingyang and who touched her heartstrings even more?
Du Ruoxin glared at him, "Speak, why aren't you speaking?"
Rong Jingyang's breathing deepened, "Let's talk outside."
He held the woman's waist and led her out of the room.
Du Ruoxin mused—what was it, was he afraid she would argue with him, make a scene, and wake their daughter?
"Du Ruoxin, there are many ways I can prevent the advertisement from being aired."
The man's threatening words reached her ears, and Du Ruoxin, unwilling to back down, retorted, "You dare!"
"I've already filmed the advertisement!"
"Whether it's aired, when it's aired, or where it's aired, it's not up to you!"
"Rong Jingyang, I've made up my mind about this, and there's no room for negotiation!"
Caroline had been busy with this matter, finding the photography team, actors, commercial promotion, clothing production… everything was ready.
Everyone had their own responsibilities, investing a lot of energy and capital, leaving absolutely no room for last-minute changes.
Rong Jingyang's deep black eyes dimmed: "..."
This was the first time he saw Du Ruoxin so assertive, with no possibility of turning back.
After a moment of silence, Rong Jingyang raised his hand, his fingertips gently caressing her lips, saying nothing, just staring at her with a profound gaze.
Du Ruoxin felt a chill down her spine from his stare.
What did his silence mean? What did that look mean? She was a little flustered.
Du Ruoxin pulled down the man's hand—if you want to talk, talk, don't be handsy, it only increases psychological fear!
"Let's go."
Rong Jingyang's low, hoarse voice carried a hint of exhaustion, and perhaps a touch of compromise.
Du Ruoxin was stunned.
What? Did that mean… he agreed?
Du Ruoxin found it hard to believe, but before she could ask, the man's sharp voice entered her ears again, "Only in Country A, for half a month."
After half a month, any photos of Du Ruoxin and Rong Doudou would be untraceable online!
If one appeared, he would delete it!
Du Ruoxin: "————"
Hey, is this called agreeing?
With a dejected face, she clutched his shirt, "Rong Jingyang…"
The man paid no heed to her cooing, "This is my biggest compromise!"
Du Ruoxin frowned, a look of melancholy on her face, too domineering! Too autocratic! Too chauvinistic!
@#￥%*!
Her lips parted and closed a few times, but Du Ruoxin ultimately said nothing.
Forget it, he had already taken a step back, so she would take a step back too.
As a couple, if they wanted to go the distance, they needed to take a step back for each other.
Having figured things out, Du Ruoxin no longer dwelled on it.
She was a straightforward, frank, and spirited girl!
"Okay." Du Ruoxin generously gave Rong Jingyang a kiss, "Thank you, husband, love you, muah."
Rong Jingyang was not swayed by her sweet talk; his gaze remained sharp, "However..."