Du Ruoxin proposed, "Spend every weekend with Doudou."
Rong Jingyang raised an eyebrow slightly. "I can't do that most of the time."
Du Ruoxin: "...Then, take one week a month to accompany her."
Rong Jingyang shook his head, his expression solemn. "Not necessarily."
When there were no projects, or when nothing went wrong, he could manage. But if there were projects to negotiate, or if an accident occurred, it was possible for him to be away from home for one or two months.
Du Ruoxin: "!!!"
Her breathing deepened slightly, and she drooped her face. "Rong Jingyang..."
Rong Jingyang's gaze turned deep and knowing. "If you miss Doudou so much, why don't you go back?"
He paused. "But, Du Ruoxin, can you rest assured leaving me to fly all over the world alone?"
He knew that a child's growth was inseparable from parental companionship, which was why he had never asked Du Ruoxin to follow him before.
But she had been constantly overthinking, getting stuck in a rut, and not trusting him.
This made their marriage precarious.
She had even considered divorce, no, she was acting on divorce.
Rong Jingyang realized that he couldn't afford to neglect Du Ruoxin and needed to stabilize the continuation of their marriage.
However, Cristiano's intervention made everything uncertain and even more confusing.
To retain Du Ruoxin to the greatest extent possible and make her fall irrevocably in love with him, he had insisted that the doctor slow down the treatment for his leg, which would have healed in a few months, dragging it out for over a year.
Furthermore, to wait for "that matter" to conclude, he would have to remain "crippled" for at least another month.
"I..." Rest assured, how could I...
Du Ruoxin wanted to lie to herself and to Rong Jingyang, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.
She didn't trust him at all when it came to him and Ivy!
Even her past with him was unbearable to think about; the mere thought brought pain and suffocation.
Du Ruoxin was tired, exhausted.
She shook her head silently, choked back silent sobs, showing how mentally drained she was.
"You can't rest assured, can you?" Rong Jingyang gently stroked her cheek. "Therefore, this is a problem you need to face."
Rather than facing it, it was more like a choice.
Du Ruoxin became even angrier, her liver, heart, spleen, and kidneys all aching with frustration – what did he mean it was her problem!!!
Clearly, he hadn't given her enough trust, and clearly, his heart had wandered!
How could it be her problem in the end?!
Du Ruoxin's breathing deepened, almost to the point of a heart attack from anger.
Rong Jingyang shook his head with a hint of helplessness, took her hand, and kissed it by his lips. "I'm not restricting you to stay by my side; you can go home to take care of Doudou."
"You can come and go by my side as you please."
"Du Ruoxin, follow your heart, okay?"
The man's husky voice and deep, sincere gaze made Du Ruoxin break into a smile through her tears.
This was her husband – Rong Jingyang.
No matter how much resentment she held against him, he always found a way to dispel it.
Alas!
With such an eloquent husband, she could never win an argument.
Du Ruoxin could only concede.
"Follow my heart?" she repeated his words.
So, she could go back to see Doudou if she wanted to, and stay by his side if she wanted to?
Was it that casual and flexible?
"..."
Du Ruoxin's facial muscles twitched with heartache, but she couldn't find a better solution than what he suggested.
Clearly, their daughter was a shared responsibility, yet in the end, it was still only her who was educating her.
So frustrating!
Du Ruoxin felt a heavy stone in her chest, and she couldn't help but ask the question that had been lingering in her heart for a long time, "Rong Jingyang, don't you like Doudou?"