Rong Jingyang only thought of saving Ai Wei, and in his haste, he forgot that his legs were not nimble.
As his upper body straightened, he lost his balance and tilted forward.
Seeing his handsome face about to hit the stone steps, Mu Li quickly supported him, "Master, you are still injured."
Rong Jingyang ignored his injuries and urgently commanded, "Pull her away!"
Du Ruoxin had gone mad.
So many people were watching.
The crowd around them grew larger, and Rong Jingyang's face grew darker.
"Yes." Mu Li helped Rong Jingyang sit properly, then swiftly jumped into the pool and pulled Du Ruoxin and Ai Wei apart.
Ai Wei finally escaped the clutches, but she felt as if she had died countless times.
"Cough cough cough—"
Her eyes, nose, ears, and mouth were all filled with water!
Some had also gone down her respiratory tract and stomach tube.
It felt terrible!
It was like having her throat choked and water poured into her mouth.
"Cough cough cough cough—"
Ai Wei clutched her neck, and with each breath, she slumped in the pool, in pain and terror.
"Let me go! Mu Li, let me go!" Du Ruoxin shrieked, cursing incessantly, "Ai Wei loves to put on a show, loves to court death, I'll grant her wish!"
Because Mu Li was holding her, she couldn't break free. Du Ruoxin kicked, splashing water onto Ai Wei's head and face.
Ai Wei could only scramble to dodge.
As a result, she accidentally bumped into the edge of the pool again, her body tilted, and she fell outwards.
Rong Jingyang pushed his wheelchair forward rapidly and caught Ai Wei precisely.
Holding her, his face seemed to freeze over, and with extreme coldness, he commanded Mu Li, "Take her back and lock her up!"
Then, holding Ai Wei, he disappeared into the crowd.
Du Ruoxin could hardly believe what she heard and saw – Rong Jingyang wanted to lock her up?
On what grounds?!
She was just teaching a manipulative bitch a lesson, and he dared!
But the retreating figure grew further and further away, filled with anger and determination, without even glancing at her.
Especially Ai Wei, nestled in Rong Jingyang's arms, occupying the chest that belonged to her.
It was so glaring.
It made her heart ache.
Du Ruoxin roared at the man, "Rong Jingyang, come back! Don't you dare leave!"
Rong Jingyang, let go of Ai Wei.
I am your wife.
I am the woman you should care about and protect.
"Rong Jingyang, stop for me!"
Unfortunately, no matter how much she shouted, the man did not stop at all, disappearing into the crowd in an instant.
Du Ruoxin's anger surged, as if countless slaps landed on her face, feeling both wronged and hurt.
Her eyes bloodshot, she cursed furiously in the direction they had disappeared, "Rong Jingyang, you scoundrel! You turtle bastard!"
You liar!
You said you would be good to me, said we would start over…
Why is it that whenever Ai Wei appears, your promises to me become null and void?
Du Ruoxin didn't want to cry, but tears flowed uncontrollably, especially when she faced the pointing fingers around her, as if the whole world was mocking her.
Laughing at her for being silly, for being foolish, for being played for a fool by Rong Jingyang time and time again.
Rong Cheng saw Du Ruoxin standing helplessly and pitifully in the pool, silently shedding tears, and his heart clenched.
He took out a tissue from his pocket, stepped forward, and offered it to Du Ruoxin, "Madam, perhaps we should go back?"
Du Ruoxin didn't see Rong Cheng at all. She wiped away her tears, "I'm not going back!"
Wherever Rong Jingyang goes, she will go.
She refused to believe that a disabled person with inconvenient legs could do anything to her.
Du Ruoxin roared at Mu Li, "Let me go! I'm going to chase Rong Jingyang!"