"Sister-in-law, where are you? The big shots from the Chinese Academy of Sciences are waiting to see you! Have you made up with my brother?"
On the other end of the phone, Rong Jingshu's voice was like a chattering sparrow.
Feng Linwan exclaimed, "I have time, I have time, I'll be right there."
She almost forgot the important matter.
Also, she had promised to go to Hangjian Group yesterday, and it seemed she would have to break her word. Embarrassing.
Du Ruoxin, with Grace, was sent off by Rong Jingshu and others as they flew to City A, the capital.
As soon as she entered the Chinese Academy of Sciences, she became unreachable. Her signal was jammed, she couldn't be found, and no one could contact her.
Du Ruoxin worked tirelessly day and night, without rest, driven by a single thought – to finish the research quickly, go home, and see her daughter and husband.
Sometimes, she didn't even know if it was day or night, if the sun was rising or setting, or if it was sunny or raining.
After working so hard that she didn't even have time to blink, she finally completed the mission in City A.
Du Ruoxin was eager to return home.
The moment she left the Chinese Academy of Sciences, she impatiently called Rong Jingyang, "Mr. Rong, I'm done. I'll be back on the plane immediately."
Rong Jingyang responded with a faint "Mm."
Du Ruoxin was too excited and automatically ignored the lukewarm tone of the man's voice. She then asked, "Are you in City E?"
Rong Jingyang: "Yes."
Du Ruoxin felt warm and sweet, and said coquettishly, "Then come pick me up. I want to see you the first moment I step out of the airport."
He: "..."
Not hearing a reply from the other end, Du Ruoxin didn't give him time to refuse. She commanded, "No excuses, no saying no. It's settled. See you at the airport."
Then, she decisively hung up the phone.
Rong Jingyang listened to the beeping dial tone, his brow furrowed. He was attending the G22 Business Summit and couldn't leave.
"Rong Cheng," he called out.
Rong Cheng bent down and asked, "Boss, what is it?"
"Go—" He had only said two words when Rong Jingyang remembered his contract with Du Ruoxin and stopped himself.
She had said that her matters could not be handled by others.
"It's nothing." Rong Jingyang took out his phone, and while listening to their speeches, he sent a message to Du Ruoxin on his phone: [Flight]
Du Ruoxin sent him a screenshot of her flight information and wrote: [I want to eat the Liang Gao from 'Xiao Rong Ji', with extra brown sugar syrup.]
Rong Jingyang: [Mm]
Upon receiving the reply, Du Ruoxin hugged her phone, smiling as if bathed in spring breeze.
She leaned against Grace, picturing Rong Jingyang queuing up to buy Liang Gao. "I wonder if he'll buy it himself?"
Grace had never seen Du Ruoxin so girlish, so immersed in the happiness of a honey pot.
She had also never heard her mention Rong Jingyang.
Whether in the past or present, Du Ruoxin never talked about relationships with her sisters.
Grace couldn't help but feel a hint of curiosity about Rong Jingyang. "Sister Xin, do you want to talk about your husband?"
Du Ruoxin tightly clasped Grace's arm. "Him..."
"I'm a face-con. I fell for his stunning looks."
"He's good to me, and not good to me."
"Sometimes I feel like if I ask for it, he'd pluck the stars from the sky for me."
"But sometimes I feel like he's just going through the motions, just performing for my mother-in-law."
Thinking of her past experience of a "widowed" marriage, Du Ruoxin still felt sad enough to cry.
"But it's better now. He's willing to change for me, willing to start anew according to my ways."
However, Du Ruoxin never expected the reality check to come so quickly.
When she got off the plane, she was still greeted by Rong Cheng.