Du Ruoxin!
Ai Wei clutched her burning cheek, staring at the doorway with humiliation, like a venomous scorpion that had killed its prey.
Don't celebrate too soon!
When I become Rong Jingyang's wife, when I marry into the Rong family—
Du Ruoxin, let's see how you dare to be so arrogant?!
Ai Wei sniffled, forcing down the tears in her eyes.
She lowered her gaze, her eyes falling on a business card with a golden, gilded edge.
Why did Christiano give her his contact information?
Clutching the card tightly, her fingernails turning white, Ai Wei didn't throw it in the trash. Instead, she put it in her bag.
As she stood up, she saw Xiao Liu looking at her with sympathy, no, with disdain.
Ai Wei immediately flew into a rage, "What are you looking at? Give me my bag!"
"Oh, oh—"
Xiao Liu snapped back to attention, his expression full of contempt. Just a mistress who couldn't show her face, why was she so temperamental?
He slowly walked to the cashier and swiped his card.
"Sorry, insufficient balance."
The POS machine declined the transaction, displaying the message.
"Impossible!" Ai Wei's face darkened. "Are you mistaken?"
She had a high-limit credit card with a million-dollar limit. How could she not afford a bag worth tens of thousands?
The cashier swiped the card again, and it still showed insufficient balance.
Then Ai Wei received a message from the bank—[Due to changes in your credit, the bank has reduced your credit limit based on risk assessment. Usable credit limit: 0.]
What?!
Ai Wei's eyes widened. She paid her bills on time every month, and her credit was excellent. How could this happen…
Suddenly, she thought of the calls Christiano had made.
Could the bank that issued her credit card be part of the Rothschild family?
Ai Wei's face turned extremely ugly.
She stormed out of the LV store and roared at the sky, "Aaaaaaaah!"
Du Ruoxin, you're going too far!
"Ding."
Her phone chimed with a message. She slid it open: [Ms. Ai Wei, please repay 823981.35 by the second of next month, or the bank will pursue legal action and blacklist you for dishonesty.]
Pfft—
Ai Wei almost spat blood from frustration.
Over the years, to match Rong Jingyang, everything she wore was designer. To "accidentally" encounter Rong Jingyang in places he frequented, she spent lavishly. She was basically living beyond her means every month.
So she developed the habit of using credit cards.
Now, suddenly being asked to repay over 800,000, where would she find it?
Ai Wei's lips quivered. After gathering her emotions, she dialed Rong Jingyang's number, "A Jing, I, I…"
She began to sob.
Rong Jingyang's deep voice came through the phone, "What's wrong?"
Ai Wei cried, "I just saw Ruoxin and Christiano holding hands. I originally wanted to advise Ruoxin."
"But Ruoxin… she… she hit me!"
She choked back sobs.
Rong Jingyang listened to the woman's breakdown, his brows furrowed. With Christiano backing her, Du Ruoxin was this audacious?
"I just got off the plane. Where are you?" he asked.
—
"Mommy, you're so awesome!"
Rong Doudou clapped her hands, looking at her mother with admiration.
Wow, Mommy is so cool, so amazing!
Du Ruoxin tickled her daughter's little pink nose. "Why do I feel like you're a warlike person?"
Rong Doudou asked curiously, "What's a warlike person?"
Uh?
How to explain to her daughter?
Du Ruoxin taught her earnestly, "Darling, hitting people is wrong, unless you can't bear it any longer."
Being a villain-slayer for a moment felt good, but educating her daughter was like heading for a crematorium.
Ah~~~
What if her daughter followed suit and punched anyone who annoyed her at kindergarten—
The scene was too beautiful for Du Ruoxin to imagine.
"What does 'can't bear it any longer' mean?" Rong Doudou continued to ask like a curious baby.
Du Ruoxin: "…"
"Pfft—"
Grace couldn't help but laugh. Seeing Sister Xin flustered was a rare sight.
Christiano, standing beside them, only added fuel to the fire, "No need to bear it. Children of my Rothschild family don't need to bear anything from anyone."
Du Ruoxin glared at her elder brother. She didn't want her daughter to become another Christiano!
That would be very dangerous!
"Doudou, be good. Forget what just happened, forget it…" How could she ask her daughter to forget when she herself couldn't?
Du Ruoxin thought for a moment, trying to organize her magical words. "Hitting people isn't wrong, but you're too young to fight."
"You can only fight when you're eighteen, understand?"
Rong Doudou's eyes drooped. She was only three years old, and there were many years to go.
"Oh." The little girl was a bit unhappy. Suddenly, as if remembering something, her spirits lifted. "Mommy, when I get back, I'll use my Balala the Fairies magic wand to transform into eighteen."
Du Ruoxin was amused by her daughter.
Just then, her phone rang.
Grace took Rong Doudou. Du Ruoxin picked up her phone and saw—Rong Jingyang?
Why was he calling her?
Fearing her elder brother would notice, Du Ruoxin quickly slid to the green button and brought the phone to her ear.
"Who allowed you to leave without saying goodbye?"
From the other end of the signal, a man's angry question came.
Du Ruoxin: "—"
"Du Ruoxin, now, immediately, Yunhu International!"
Then there was a series of beeps as the line went dead.
He hung up?
Du Ruoxin pouted. Rong Jingyang, were you questioning her like this because Ai Wei complained?
[Hmph! You want me to go, so I have to go? What does that make me?]
Du Ruoxin decided to ignore him.
"Who was it?" Christiano asked.
Du Ruoxin said with disgust, "A scam call!"
The group took Rong Doudou to an amusement park. Du Ruoxin, in particular, seemed to have a childlike heart, pulling Grace along. The three of them rode the carousel, bumper cars, and speed drift rides.
It was past nine o'clock when they left the amusement park. Rong Doudou fell asleep in her mother's arms as soon as she got in the car.
Du Ruoxin held her daughter, a contentment she had never known appearing on her face.
[Doudou, I'll accompany you as you grow up.]
[You accompany me as I grow old.]
[Will you?]
Du Ruoxin looked at her elder brother. He hadn't done anything extreme to her this year. Did that mean she could safely raise Doudou by her side?
Christiano felt her gaze and smiled, "What, suddenly in love with me?"
Du Ruoxin's face instantly darkened.
She turned her eyes away and said, "Brother, I haven't met sister-in-law yet."
Christiano's eyes darkened, and his tone turned cold, "Don't talk about her."
She was just a substitute, and he could make her leave at any time.
Du Ruoxin: "—"
The atmosphere suddenly became oppressive.
Du Ruoxin lowered her head and chatted aimlessly, "I want to take on the chief designer position for the E City airport."
Christiano knew that becoming an outstanding designer was his sister Xin's mother's dying wish. It was a pity that she met her father and started a relationship that shouldn't have begun.
Although Mother Du was also a proud daughter of heaven who shone on the world stage, because she loved the wrong person and due to various grievances, her dreams were never realized. She had to take her young daughter and live in anonymity, leading an unremarkable life.
Fulfilling her mother's dying wish, traveling to every corner of the world, and leaving her mark had always been Du Ruoxin's goal.
"One month," he said. "Then accompany me back to Europe to see Mommy."