Rong Jingyang was discussing matters on the golf course.
He had been somewhat absent-minded all day.
Du Ruoxin had said she would call him later, but she hadn't until the sun set.
After losing several consecutive shots, Qin Yunxi teased him, "Hey, what's wrong with you today? You're completely off your game?"
Rong Jingyang's dark eyes narrowed, and just as he was about to speak, Qin Yunxi noticed the bite marks on his neck and joked, "Did you have a fight with your little sister-in-law?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, you're quite ruthless."
"Did you send your little sister-in-law to the hospital?"
Rong Jingyang shot him a glare—was he the kind of man who hit women?
He stood up, picked up his club, and said, "One more round."
As soon as he spoke, his phone rang from his pocket.
Rong Jingyang took it out and looked. Pfft—
His eyeballs nearly popped out.
Du Ruoxin!
She, she, she—
She showed her chest! What was she trying to do?!!!
With a dark expression, Rong Jingyang dialed Du Ruoxin's number, as if fire was spewing from his nose.
After sending the message, Du Ruoxin was filled with anticipation.
Would Rong Jingyang get angry? Would he be worried about her? Would he...
As she looked forward with longing, her phone rang.
"It's Rong Jingyang," she said.
Caroline quickly stopped her, "Don't answer!" She held Du Ruoxin's hand and said, "It seems he's starting to worry about you."
Du Ruoxin nodded, her eyes smiling, and she kept staring at the phone screen until it hung up.
"Put it on silent," Caroline added, "Send him the address after you change."
"Okay." Du Ruoxin gave her friend a hug. "Rong Jingyang said he has no heart and won't like any woman, Caroline. I want him to fall in love with me."
At this moment, she finally let go of her pretense and faced her vulnerability.
She wasn't good with men.
Du Ruoxin was a giver, only knowing how to love others but not how to make Rong Jingyang love her.
"You will," Caroline hugged her back. "You deserve Rong Jingyang's unwavering and devoted love."
On the other end, Rong Jingyang hadn't managed to connect with Du Ruoxin, and his expression instantly turned as cold as frost.
"Come on, I'll still k.o. you," Qin Yunxi also picked up his club and walked towards the tee.
However, Rong Jingyang dropped his club and headed in the opposite direction in his wheelchair.
"Hey, where are you going?" Qin Yunxi shouted at him. "Aren't we playing?"
Rong Jingyang didn't reply. Qin Yunxi had no choice but to drop his club and run to catch up with him. "What's wrong? Your face is as sour as a durian."
"Zzzzzzz—"
Just then, the vibration came again.
Rong Jingyang picked up his phone and saw it was Ivy calling.
"Ajing, are you done with your work? There were some issues yesterday that weren't finalized. Should I come find you?" Ivy said.
Rong Jingyang's tone was cold, "Busy. I'll call you when I'm free."
He directly hung up and sent a WeChat message to Du Ruoxin: [Who allowed you to wear that kind of clothing?]
[Take it off!]
[Woman, are you asking for a beating?]
Du Ruoxin made a face at the phone screen. "You jerk, if I had known wearing less would make you so nervous, I would have entered a beauty pageant."
"Bikinis every day!"
She slowly sent her location to Rong Jingyang and replied: [Mr. Rong, this is called fashion. Do you understand fashion?]
[Alright, I won't talk to you anymore. Many people are inviting me for drinks.]
After pressing send, Du Ruoxin put her phone away with excitement, not checking it further.
Upon arriving at the hotel, she and Caroline walked hand in hand towards the venue, only to bump into a blonde, blue-eyed woman.