Rong Jingyang was in the car, and less than a kilometer after leaving Yunhu International, he received a message from the butler.
Du Ruoxin... stiff neck?
Seeing her miserable state, it was impossible to fake.
Rong Jingyang said, "Go back," and Lin Xuanyao drove the car back to Yunhu International.
However, hearing her stubbornly declare his fate from afar, the man's brow furrowed slightly.
Sitting in a wheelchair, he came to her side and said coldly, "Squat down."
Du Ruoxin: "???"
What, you want to take my life while I'm sick?
The woman's wary gaze drew a rap on her head from the man.
"Ouch—"
Du Ruoxin cried out in pain, and tears instantly welled up, "Rong Jingyang, you're not human! You bully a weak patient who can't resist!"
The man's dark eyes deepened. You're weak? But your mouth is harder than a stubborn duck!
The butler saw that his wife was about to argue with his young master again and quickly intervened, "Madam, you've misunderstood the young master. The young master wants to give you a massage."
"The young master has learned from his wife, specializing in treating bruises, sprains, back and leg pain, and stiff necks."
Two sharp gazes shot towards the butler simultaneously.
The butler felt a chill under their stares and could only chuckle twice before retreating to the side.
In short, as long as the couple didn't continue to fight, he could be an invisible transparent person.
Du Ruoxin still sat on the ground reluctantly.
Rong Jingyang soaked a towel in hot water of 50-60°C, then dipped it in medicinal wine and applied it to Du Ruoxin's neck.
Through the towel, he began to gently relax her muscles.
"You are my wife." How could he not care about her life or death?
For no reason, the man's deep voice came from above.
Du Ruoxin felt a lump in her chest. Oh, Mr. Rong, the super busy man, you still know I'm your wife? Then why are you arguing with me over another woman and trying to kill me?
She wanted to retort, to argue with him.
But in the end, Du Ruoxin just slumped, weakly, and said aggrievedly, "I thought I was your secret lover."
Rong Jingyang listened to the woman's accusation, his dark eyes deepening.
After massaging her shoulders and neck for a while, and applying the compress a few more times, he gently held her head and shook it.
Suddenly, Rong Jingyang lifted it upwards with a loud "crack," a sound as earth-shattering as an earthquake.
"Ah—"
Du Ruoxin twisted her neck and found that she was fine and could move.
She flipped over and looked up at him.
Rong Jingyang, however, pinched her chin, his voice deep and magnetic, "I asked you to be my secretary and follow me, but you refused repeatedly."
When Du Ruoxin suspected him of having an affair with other women or cheating, he had told her to follow him, take care of his daily life, or do some work.
She always said Dou Dou was still young and needed her, and she never attended any banquets or events with him.
As a result, after four years of marriage, few people knew he was married.
"I..." Du Ruoxin was speechless.
If she went out with him, wouldn't her elder brother find out?
Originally, her relationship with Rong Jingyang was as fragile as a soft persimmon, easily crushed.
If her elder brother were added...
She had no doubt that it would be over on the spot!!!
Even now, Du Ruoxin still didn't believe that her elder brother wouldn't make any moves.
Knowing she was somewhat in the wrong, or rather, unable to win the argument against Rong Jingyang, but unwilling to lose face, Du Ruoxin declared, "Who says I refused? I'll do it!"
"I'll do it now!"
"You want me to be your secretary, right?"
"The chief secretary who decides who you meet, your schedule, and where you go?"
"Don't worry, I can handle it. No special training needed, I can start immediately!"