"Smack!"
"Bang!"
"Thump!"
"Clang!"
Ai Wei saw the trending topic on Weibo – "Mysterious Rong Corporation Heir, Actually a Devoted Husband" – and was furious.
She went on a destructive rampage, smashing everything in her home.
Du Ruoxin!
Damn it!
Damn it!
How dare she flaunt their affection in front of her? How could she!
Ai Wei's face contorted in rage, baring her teeth in a ferocious, man-eating grimace.
Rong Jingyang was hers!
Weren't they getting a divorce! Why hadn't it happened yet!
Rong Jingyang actually—
Was her vision blurry? She saw Rong Jingyang's eyes filled only with Du Ruoxin.
She had thought he was naturally cold, naturally indifferent, and would never fall for any woman in this lifetime.
But that photo—
Ai Wei could feel that Rong Jingyang had fallen in love, had fallen for Du Ruoxin.
No!
It couldn't be!
She was so close to becoming Mrs. Rong! So close!
Anyone who dared to shatter her dream, she would never forgive!
Early in the morning, Ai Wei hurriedly called Kristino. "Mr. Rothschild, can you think of a way to get Du Ruoxin back to E City sooner?"
All her plans were ready. As soon as Du Ruoxin returned, she could put them into action.
She couldn't wait any longer.
Kristino, who was not yet awake: "—"
He softly responded with an "En?", opened his eyes, and sat up.
Not receiving a response, Ai Wei anxiously wondered if her tone had been off. She then forced a smile and spoke softly, "Sir, could you arrange for Miss Du to return?"
Kristino responded with a simple "En" and then impatiently hung up.
Ai Wei: "!!!"
Did that mean yes or no?!
It was enough to give her a heart attack!
But she was helpless. Who was she to blame when Kristino… could decide her life and death, and her future honor and wealth.
Alas!
She could only hope he could come up with a solution! Otherwise, if it got any later, and Rong Jingyang truly fell for Du Ruoxin, no matter how cunning or troublesome she was, she wouldn't be able to break them apart.
Rong Jingyang—
Ai Wei was in a panic and could only clasp her hands together in prayer, hoping the head of the Rothschild family wasn't an incompetent ally.
Kristino tossed his phone aside and glanced at the clock on the wall – it was not yet five?
Since he was awake, he might as well get up.
He had no habit of going back to sleep.
He pressed a button to have the hotel prepare breakfast and then headed straight for the bathroom.
After showering and getting ready, Kristino emerged looking sharp in a white shirt and trousers.
Breakfast was already laid out on the dining table.
However, his gaze fell upon the small, curled-up figure on the sofa.
Ai Tai'en?
The events of last night flashed through his mind. Shaking his head, he retrieved a blanket from the guest room and covered her.
Ai Tai'en jolted awake, groggily seeing someone covering her with a blanket.
"Sir?"
She sat up abruptly, rubbing her eyes.
Kristino, however, had already turned to leave. "If you want to sleep, sleep longer. No one will blame you."
Ai Tai'en: ...Huh?
Wait, something was wrong. Grandpa had asked her to attend to the sir, and if possible, to actively throw herself at him and solidify their relationship!
How could she—
Have fallen asleep?!!!!
The moment she entered the room last night, she had been looking for an opportunity to throw herself at him, but the sir had closed his study door, saying he didn't like to be disturbed while working.
So she had obediently waited in the living room.
She waited and waited, but she was too tired, and then her eyes closed, and she fell asleep?
Ai Tai'en: o(╥﹏╥)o
Grandpa would scold her when she got home!
With a powerful surge, she rushed into the guest bathroom to freshen up.
Trembling, she approached Kristino.
"Sit," Kristino's voice, like a cello, was so pleasant it could make one pregnant. "Eat something."
Ai Tai'en dared not.
She hadn't succeeded in throwing herself at him, so she—
She clutched her dress tightly, her clothes almost tearing.
Kristino noticed the girl's small movements and couldn't help but curve his lips slightly. "Ai Tai'en."
She responded with trepidation, "Yes."
Kristino: "Do you have a boy you like?"
Ai Tai'en looked bewildered. "Huh?"
Why was the sir asking this? She liked—
Kristino: "If you like someone, tell me, and I'll speak to your grandfather."