Morning, Rong Jingyang was woken by a tremor.
He reached for his phone on the bedside table and unlocked the screen. It was a WeChat message from Qin Yunxi:
[Bro, someone broke into your place last night. I beat them off.]
[Since I've been working so hard to protect your safety, as an equivalent exchange, can you do me a small favor?]
[When you come down, make your sister-in-law blush and her heart race.]
[For example, you could kiss her, say sweet nothings, or surprise her with a flirtatious move.]
[Or perhaps...]
Rong Jingyang exited the WeChat interface without reading further.
Without a doubt, it was Qin Yunxi, that dissolute young master, teasing Grace.
Was he gambling with Du Ruoxin as the stake?
A vein of darkness flickered across Rong Jingyang's face.
"Wuwu... I want Mommy... I want Mommy..."
Outside the door, Rong Doudou's helpless and frightened cries could be heard.
Grace, holding the little girl, knocked on the bedroom door. "Xin Jie, are you awake? Doudou wants you."
Du Ruoxin had always been a deep sleeper, but she was exceptionally sensitive to her daughter's cries.
She sat up abruptly, rolled out of bed, and said, "Coming, coming."
Opening the door, she took her crying daughter into her arms. Du Ruoxin was extremely distressed. "Mommy's here, Mommy's here. Doudou, don't cry, don't cry."
Grace watched Du Ruoxin, clad in a slip dress, carry Doudou back inside and thoughtfully closed the door.
Rong Jingyang was still sleeping inside, so she couldn't follow them in.
However—
Grace's expression turned somewhat awkward. It seemed she had lost the bet with Qin Yunxi?
Had Xin Jie reconciled with Rong Jingyang?
Dejectedly returning to the first floor, Grace met Qin Yunxi's face, which was beaming brighter than a flower.
She glared fiercely at him.
Hmph!
This young lady admits defeat when she loses, and she can afford to lose!
She wanted to turn away and avoid seeing his smug face, but Grace was loyal. She walked up to Qin Yunxi in a few steps, and her stiff features instantly contorted into a standard smile. "Mr. Qin, do you require any special services?"
Even though Du Ruoxin hadn't come downstairs yet, and the answer to the bet was not yet revealed.
She wanted to serve this guy early to get some peace!
"Hahahaha—"
Qin Yunxi's laughter echoed throughout the house.
He pointed to his shoulder and said, "My bones are a bit sore from last night. Give me a shoulder massage."
Grace went behind the man and said in a voice so sweet it could kill, "Okay."
"Ah—"
So comfortable!
Qin Yunxi let out a long moan.
Grace's skin crawled, and she wanted to kick his neck like a ball!
"Achoo—"
Sneeze, Qin Yunxi rubbed his nose, paying no mind. He said, "The key point, it's not powerful enough."
Upstairs
Du Ruoxin finally pacified her daughter, and the mother and daughter began to play on the bed.
"Mommy, I can fly."
To show how fast she could fly, Rong Doudou stood on the pillow and leaped forward with a whoosh.
Du Ruoxin watched with bated breath, fearing her daughter might get hurt.
"Wow, Doudou is so amazing." Du Ruoxin hugged the little girl and said, "Let's wash our faces and comb our hair, and then we'll take you to school. Otherwise, we'll be late."
Thinking about going to school, Rong Doudou stopped fussing. "Okay."
She climbed out of bed and pushed the wheelchair over. "Daddy, I'm grown up now. I can take care of you."
Rong Jingyang had been sitting at the head of the bed watching the mother and daughter play, but he hadn't expected his daughter to be so heartwarming.
He reached out and stroked his daughter's head. "Good girl."
Du Ruoxin applied the brakes and couldn't help but praise, "Doudou is so sensible."
Rong Jingyang, having such a good daughter, shouldn't he treat her better?
If he didn't step up to his role as a father, it would be an outrage against heaven!
"Mr. Rong, shall we take Doudou to school together? Okay?" Although it was a question, she didn't want to hear a refusal.
Rong Jingyang responded with an "Mm."
The mother and daughter "worked together" to help Rong Jingyang into the wheelchair and pushed him into the bathroom.
The busy day officially began.
After Rong Jingyang took care of his personal hygiene, he saw Du Ruoxin helping their precious daughter brush her teeth, wash her face, and hands. He then left alone in his high-tech electric wheelchair.
Du Ruoxin glanced at his retreating back and said to her daughter, "Doudou, wait for Mommy for a moment. Mommy is going to help Daddy get dressed. I'll be right back, okay?"
Rong Doudou nodded vigorously. "Okay."
After Du Ruoxin left, the little girl happily played with the water.
She used her palm to block the faucet, and the water sprayed everywhere with a "sizzling" sound, wetting her clothes and hair.
Wow, this is so fun!
By the time Du Ruoxin returned to the bathroom, Rong Doudou was not only soaked but had also made the entire bathroom a mess.
Du Ruoxin: "—"
She wanted to lecture her, but her daughter's smile made her reluctant to be harsh.
Doudou was still young, in an age of mischief and curiosity.
How could she stifle this childlike innocence?
"Doudou," Du Ruoxin picked up her daughter and put her into the bathtub. "You have ten minutes to play, okay? We can't be late for school."
Rong Doudou: "Okay, Mommy."
Seeing her daughter smiling so brightly, Du Ruoxin shook her head dotingly and walked out of the bathroom.
"Rong Jingyang," she called out to the man who had just left. "Doudou's clothes are wet. I'm going to give her a bath. Go get her clothes, and bring some hair ties and clips."
Rong Jingyang nodded. "Mm."
Du Ruoxin returned to the bathroom, bathed her daughter, washed her hair, and then wrapped her in a bath towel.
Just as she was about to wonder why Rong Jingyang hadn't brought the clothes yet, the door opened.
"Madam, I brought a pink flaming bird hair accessory for the little miss. Do you think it's okay?" the nanny said as she walked in.
Du Ruoxin: "..."
Didn't she ask Rong Jingyang to get it? Why did the nanny come in?
The nanny seemed not to notice Du Ruoxin's stern expression. She placed the clothes down and reached out to take Rong Doudou. "Madam, let me."
Du Ruoxin held her daughter tightly, not letting go.
"Get out," she said coldly.
The nanny seemed to ignore her and said enthusiastically, "Your clothes are all wet, go change quickly. I'll dress the little miss."
Du Ruoxin pushed the nanny away, her stern features radiating authority. "Aunt Wang, please leave."
"Ah? What's wrong?" Aunt Wang finally noticed that Madam's expression was not good.
Du Ruoxin, with a cold face, said without room for negotiation, "I'll take care of my daughter myself. I don't need help."
Aunt Wang: "..."
She left the bathroom with a confused expression, feeling completely baffled.
Did Madam have a fight with Master Rong this morning?
"Mommy, are you unhappy?" Rong Doudou also noticed her mother's low mood and asked, turning her head.
Du Ruoxin didn't want to bring negative emotions to her daughter. She forced a smile and said, "No, Mommy has Doudou, so she's the happiest person in the world."
Rong Doudou also grinned, showing her tiger teeth. "Heehee."
Du Ruoxin placed her daughter on a stool. "Doudou, sit here for two minutes. Mommy is going to get you a beautiful gift, okay?"
Rong Doudou happily said, "Okay."
Du Ruoxin instructed her daughter not to untie the towel and not to play with water again, otherwise, the beautiful gift would fly away. Then, she left with the little girl's clothes.
Tiptoeing downstairs.
She found Rong Jingyang, threw her daughter's clothes into his arms, and said with a dark face, full of anger, "Rong Jingyang, I asked you to get the clothes! Not Aunt Wang!"
"From today onwards, if I ask you to do something, you are not allowed to delegate it to others!"
"Do you hear me!"
She was tired of him always ordering others around whenever she asked him to do something.
Her husband was him, Rong Jingyang.
Doudou's father was also him, Rong Jingyang.
Not some Aunt Wang, Steward Zhou, Rong Cheng, or Lin Xuanyao!
If they were going to start over, it had to be done her way. Otherwise, hmph! This young lady would not serve!
Qin Yunxi, who was enjoying special services and was stunned by the angry outburst: "..."
Grace, with a look of shock, her emotions shifting from fawning to annoyance to joy, very varied: "..."