The extended Lincoln limousine soon drove into Yunhu International – a four-story luxurious villa spanning over a thousand square meters in the city center.
Rong Doudou had such good sleep quality that the commotion didn't wake her.
After Grace carried Doudou into the children's room, Du Ruoxin turned and asked the butler, "Where is Rong Jingyang?"
Upon seeing Du Ruoxin, the butler's wrinkled face was filled with excitement. "Madam, you're finally back."
"During the time you were away, the young master's temperament was very unstable. He often stared blankly at the paintings you drew, sometimes for an entire day..."
"Enough!" Du Ruoxin sharply rebuked.
She didn't want to know anything about Rong Jingyang.
All she wanted now was to skin him alive.
Du Ruoxin ran towards the second floor, "Rong Jingyang, come out!"
What was going on? Madam was furious, like she had returned to fight?
Fearing Madam would wake Doudou, the butler lowered his voice and called out, "Madam, the young master is in the study. Please slow down."
Alas!
Should he call Madam?
What if Madam and the young master fought... After thinking, the young master had a leg injury, which was inconvenient. Madam shouldn't have the heart to hit a disabled person?
The butler's face twitched.
Shaking his head, he retracted his foot, sat in the garden, and went to admire flowers, watch the moon, and count stars.
Du Ruoxin pushed open the study door and immediately unleashed a roar, "Rong Jingyang, are you even human!"
That was her mother!
Her own mother!
He dared to threaten her with her mother's grave?
Du Ruoxin was driven mad with anger, wishing she could skin Rong Jingyang alive!
Facing the fierce woman with a hostile expression, Rong Jingyang slightly raised his eyes, his long eyelashes sweeping over her.
He turned off the computer, his gaze icy.
"Tell them to stop, or I'm done with you!" Du Ruoxin was so angry her chest heaved violently, like an about-to-explode balloon.
Rong Jingyang still didn't speak.
He controlled his wheelchair, passed by her, and then went directly to close the door.
Du Ruoxin: "?"
Was he afraid their argument would be too loud, heard by the butler and servants, and they would become a laughingstock?
The corner of the woman's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.
After closing the door, Rong Jingyang came to her side, took her hand, and pulled her into his embrace.
The two met eyes.
He saw her gritting her teeth, and she saw endless indifference in his eyes.
"You are my wife." Not Cristiano's.
Rong Jingyang held her captive, enunciating each word.
Du Ruoxin's hand was painfully squeezed by the man's terrifying strength, especially as he gripped the spot where her skin was already broken, "Ah—"
She screamed.
Rong Jingyang felt a sticky liquid and frowned. He took her hand to examine it—it was bleeding?
Controlling his wheelchair, he moved Du Ruoxin towards the bookshelf.
Du Ruoxin was furious at this moment, her mind solely focused on battling him, "Rong Jingyang, let go of me!"
The man not only didn't let go but also increased the force controlling her waist, "Don't move."
Damn it, can't you understand human language?!
Unable to break free, Du Ruoxin wanted to use her killer move—headbutt his face and make his nose bleed.
Rong Jingyang clearly anticipated her actions. He held one hand on her hands and waist, and the other on her shoulders, "Du Ruoxin, you are my wife!"
Her plan foiled and unable to be executed, Du Ruoxin bared her teeth fiercely, like a runaway hound, "No, I'm not!"
"Rong Jingyang, I divorced you."
Whether he had signed or not, she had!
The man's deep black eyes fixed on her with icy coldness, "Do you want to divorce me that badly?"
Du Ruoxin blurted out, "Yes, I must divorce you!"
No, she regretted it as soon as she said it. Especially seeing this handsome face that rendered her helpless, Du Ruoxin didn't really want to divorce him.
She was just stunned by his anger.
She was just stuck on the burning rage, unable to find a way down.
She—
"Okay." Rong Jingyang narrowed his eyes, his tone chilling, "I agree."
This time, it was Du Ruoxin's turn to be stunned and at a loss.
In the past, she had pestered him daily to divorce her. Now that he finally agreed, she felt as if she had lost the most precious and cherished thing in her life.
That sense of loss swept through her mind, dragging Du Ruoxin into a cold and dark abyss.
No!
She should be happy!
Finally free from the scoundrel Rong Jingyang, she could finally live freely, live for herself, and live a different kind of wonderful life.
Du Ruoxin forcibly suppressed her reluctance and shook her spirit, "Where is the divorce agreement? I'll get it!"
—
Grace put Doudou down. Seeing that the little girl showed no signs of waking, and worried about Du Ruoxin, she quietly exited the room.
She pricked up her ears to listen, but heard no sounds of fighting or things being thrown.
Where was Sister Xin?
Grace looked around curiously. She checked the living room, dining room, reception room, and other areas on the first floor, but found no sign of Rong Jingyang or Du Ruoxin.
The garden was lit, and two men were sitting in a pavilion.
Grace hesitated for half a second before walking over.
"Hello, have you seen Du Ruoxin?"
One man turned, his deep gaze filled with amusement, "Hi, Miss Kelly, we meet again."
Grace: "—"
Qin Yunxi, why was he here?
Before Grace could react, Qin Yunxi teased, "What do you want with Ruoxin?"
"Don't tell me the couple is being intimate, and you want to go observe?"
Pfft—
What kind of talk was that!
Qin Yunxi, you scumbag, can't you have any normal thoughts in your head?
Grace's face darkened, "Filthy!"
After scolding him, she turned to leave.
Qin Yunxi raised his voice and shouted, "Hey, come back!"
Grace ignored him and walked faster, as if pursued by a ghost.
Qin Yunxi jumped up, sprinted forward like a swift arrow, grabbed Grace's hand, and pulled her back, "I told you not to disturb the couple's affection, why don't you listen?"
The moment Qin Yunxi grabbed Grace, her wrist broke out in red rashes again, "Let go! Qin Yunxi, don't touch me!"
Qin Yunxi pulled Grace under the pavilion and then pressed her onto a chaise lounge, "Let's make a bet?"
Grace's entire body was filled with rage, "I don't have time to gamble with you!"
She actually detested seeing him, not for a moment.
Because of Qin Yunxi's presence, the air became polluted, dirty, and suffocating.
"But I want to gamble with you." Qin Yunxi completely ignored Grace's feelings and said to himself, "I bet Rong Jingyang and Du Ruoxin will wake up tomorrow morning radiant, inseparable like they're in their first love."
No matter how angry a woman was, it couldn't be solved in bed.
If it couldn't be solved, it was likely because they hadn't done it enough times.
Grace: "..."
She wanted to curse, wanted to hit him, but Qin Yunxi's next sentence made her stop.
"If I lose, I'll do whatever you ask." He paused, "Like dressing up as a woman and dancing, or barking like a dog, anything is fine."