Du Ruoxin couldn't reach Rong Jingyang; his phone was off.
Lin Xuanyao also didn't answer.
What was going on?
Were they all ignoring her?
Du Ruoxin put her phone back into her bag, her heart feeling heavy. "Dou Dou..."
Huh? Where was her daughter?
And her elder brother was gone too?
Du Ruoxin looked back. In the sunlight, a large figure and a small one sat under a ginkgo tree without any pretense. No, Dou Dou was sitting with her legs drawn up, a white men's shirt placed beneath her.
She looked as noble as a princess who had fallen from the heavens.
Du Ruoxin: "—"
She remembered when she was little, her elder brother always liked to lecture her on being a lady with poise, while she would always make faces at him and do splits or lift her legs without regard for her appearance.
The woman felt a pang of frustration—wouldn't her brother use that "lady-like" philosophy on her daughter again?
"Dou Dou." As she got closer, she saw that the uncle and niece were folding ginkgo leaf roses.
Upon hearing her mother's voice, Rong Doudou immediately straightened her small body, cupping her hands together to hide their work. "Mommy, you're not allowed to look."
Her uncle had told her it was a surprise for Mommy. If it was seen, it wouldn't be a surprise anymore.
Du Ruoxin smiled. "Oh?"
She very cooperatively turned away. "Alright, I won't look. Dou Dou, are you giving Mommy a gift?"
The little girl nodded. "Yes, Mommy will definitely like it."
Kristino gave Rong Doudou an appreciative thumbs-up. "Well done."
He then pointed to a bench not far away. "Tell Mommy to go sit there and wait for us."
Rong Doudou did as she was told.
Du Ruoxin could only obey her daughter's royal decree, asking as she walked, "How much longer will it take you?"
A ginkgo rose took a long time to make; would they wait until sunset?
Rong Doudou looked at her uncle.
Kristino said, "Five minutes."
Rong Doudou loudly relayed this to her mother.
Du Ruoxin made an "okay" gesture. "Alright, I'll have some tea."
Rong Jingyang wasn't coming...
If he didn't come, with her daughter having her elder brother for company and later going on a jungle adventure, she probably wouldn't have time to think of him?
Alas!
Didn't he say he wouldn't break his promise?
The woman gloomily drank her milk tea, ate cold jelly and ice powder, channeling her frustration into appetite.
—
Rong Jingyang
I want Rong Jingyang
The first thing Ai Wei saw upon waking was that the man she longed for was not there. Her mind instantly went blank.
Where was Rong Jingyang?
Why wasn't he by her side even though she was close to death?
Was he truly that heartless towards her?
No! She didn't believe it!
Catching a glimpse of the bodyguards standing by the door, Ai Wei finally felt a slight sense of relief.
He wasn't completely ignoring her.
Her heart hardening, Ai Wei knocked things off the bedside table and pulled out the IV needle.
The bodyguards heard the commotion and rushed in.
Ai Wei struggled and cried out in pain, "Jing... I want... Jing..."
"Call him..."
"Come..."
The bodyguards had no choice but to call Rong Jingyang to report.
To prevent Rong Jingyang from not coming, every time a nurse inserted the needle, she pulled it out; inserted, pulled out.
After pulling out the IV needle for the third time, the familiar back finally appeared.
Rong Jingyang sat on the edge of the bed, his brows furrowed. "Why are you so..."
Before he could finish his reprimand, the woman's tear-filled eyes immediately made him swallow his words.
"I... I'm scared..."
As soon as Ai Wei uttered one word, tears streamed down her face.
Rong Jingyang took a tissue and wiped them away for her. "It's alright, it's all over."
"With me here, no one will ever dare to hurt you again."
What about Du Ruoxin?
If Du Ruoxin wanted my life, what would you do?
Ai Wei looked at Rong Jingyang with eyes that seemed to want to speak but hesitated, her tears flowing even more profusely.
"What about her?"
She still asked the question.