Du Ruoxin stood rigidly in the water, her eyes blazing.
Rong Jingyang!
He had completely ignored her words?
How infuriating.
Rong Doudou, sensing her mother's anger, patted her chest with her little hands, soothing her. "Mommy, don't be angry, don't be angry. Don't argue with Daddy. Grandma says angry women get old easily."
"Daddy is sick, he's a patient. We adults shouldn't hold grudges against children. Can you forgive him?"
Du Ruoxin hadn't expected her daughter to speak up for Rong Jingyang. The sadness in her heart immediately subsided.
She nuzzled her daughter's head and smiled faintly. "Mommy isn't arguing with Daddy. Mommy's voice is loud because the distance is too great. If I spoke softly, I was afraid Daddy wouldn't hear."
Alas~
She didn't want to be unreasonable, didn't want to fight with him.
But she felt suffocated, and if she didn't vent, didn't yell at him, she felt miserable and depressed.
Du Ruoxin considered herself not a generous woman, especially in matters of love. She couldn't tolerate any flaws, she was overly critical, and she nitpicked.
All her bad temper was merely a desire to get Rong Jingyang's attention, to get his answer that he loved her more than anything.
Yet, he was stingy with it.
Even if... Rong Jingyang just hugged her... just gently told her, "Wife, I didn't," and didn't argue with her over Ai Wei.
Du Ruoxin wouldn't be like a shrew, exploding at the slightest provocation.
She just—
Wanted his word, wanted his hug, wanted his kiss.
"Oh." Rong Doudou smiled happily when she saw her mother wasn't angry anymore.
Her dimples were large and round, incredibly beautiful.
"Then let's have a water fight." The little girl slid down and cheerfully splashed water at her mother.
Du Ruoxin wasn't to be outdone. "Okay, you're ambushing me, take this!"
The mother and daughter began a wild and crazy water gun battle.
The scene was exceptionally joyful.
After changing his clothes, Rong Jingyang sat under the canopy, drinking tea, facing the sunset, immersed in a moment of tranquility.
He didn't think about anything, just let his mind go blank.
Perhaps it was because he hadn't slept well the night before, but he ended up dozing off while spacing out.
Even someone draping a blanket over him didn't wake him.
It was Rong Doudou who came bouncing over, shouting "Daddy" from afar, that made Rong Jingyang's eyes snap open.
"Daddy, are you feeling better?"
Rong Doudou ran to her father's side, her bright, sparkling eyes asking with concern.
Rong Jingyang patted his daughter's little head, feeling very gratified. "I'm fine."
Rong Doudou leaned closer to her father, stood on tiptoe, and whispered mysteriously, "I'll tell you a secret, Mommy isn't angry with you anymore. And you shouldn't be angry with Mommy either."
"Mommy came to find you just now, saw you sleeping, and secretly covered you with a blanket."
Rong Jingyang's body tensed. "Hmm?"
Secretly?
Why did that word sound so strange?
He reached out and picked up his daughter, asking, "Where else do you want to play?"
Except for the water, he could still accompany her to other facilities in the amusement park.
Rong Doudou: "I don't want to play anymore. It's already nine o'clock. Mommy said we need to go home and sleep."
Rong Jingyang: ...So late?
"Okay." He led his daughter towards the parking lot.
Rong Doudou saw her mother a few steps away and waved her little hand. "Mommy, hold hands."
Du Ruoxin took her daughter's hand.
Rong Doudou held her father's hand with her other, and the three of them overlapped like a stack of pancakes, muttering, "Daddy loves Mommy, Mommy loves me, I love Mommy."
Grandma said that when Daddy and Mommy fight or are unhappy, she must help them.
Make them hold hands, kiss, and hug.
But she didn't like Daddy kissing Mommy, so that part was out.
Rong Jingyang, listening to his daughter's babbling, couldn't help but chuckle. Why didn't anyone love him?
Du Ruoxin hadn't expected her daughter to put her hand in Rong Jingyang's palm. Just as she was frozen, she felt the man's hand tightly encircle hers.
The warmth of his large palm seeped through her fingers, reaching her heart.
Instantly, she felt warm.
Following her daughter's words, Du Ruoxin asked, "Daddy, who loves him?"
Rong Doudou: "Daddy loves himself."
Du Ruoxin: "..."
Rong Jingyang: "..."
They both looked up at each other simultaneously.
He saw the smile in her eyes.
She saw the helplessness and indulgence in his eyes.
At this moment, as if by telepathy, Du Ruoxin and Rong Jingyang simultaneously felt a current pass between them.
The woman chuckled and teased, "Daddy is so pitiful."
Rong Doudou tilted her head and thought for a moment. It seemed so, no one loved him, truly pitiful. She frowned, then after a moment, she cheerfully said, "Then you guys hurry up and have a sister, the sister will love Daddy."