"I'll spoil myself, of course!" Without your reminder! Cristino gritted his teeth.
"Also, you are you, and Xin'er is Xin'er. Don't think about using her to gain any benefits from me!"
As he spoke, Cristino's sharp gaze swept over everyone present, as if warning, or as if making a serious declaration – he and Rong Jingyang were like fire and water, and they should not show him any respect because of him!
Everyone nodded repeatedly – understood, understood, we understand!
You are brother-in-law and brother-in-law, it's just that for some reason, you two have a conflict now and can't stand each other.
But family is family after all, and the conflict will be resolved sooner or later!
Everyone should be careful in their dealings, lest they find themselves in a difficult position if Rong Jingyang and Cristino reconcile.
Cristino: ...Are you really misunderstanding?
Rong Jingyang stared at the man who was getting agitated, remained silent, and merely curved his lips, the arc just right.
Cristino was even more infuriated by that look, as if watching a monkey show in a circus!
The atmosphere fell into an awkward silence.
Addis smiled and said, "Mr. Rothschild, your tea has gone cold. I'll get you a fresh cup."
As if thinking of something, he turned to the bodyguard beside him, "Where is Miss? Why hasn't she arrived yet?"
Aitain changed her hairstyle and makeup, and also changed into a set of Chinese attire – a Hanfu. She arrived like a stunning classical beauty from a television drama, graceful and elegant.
"Grandfather," she called out sweetly.
Addis glanced at the seat next to Cristino and said, "Pour tea for Mr."
Aitain responded obediently, "Yes."
—
Du Ruoxin slid open the screen with a heavy heart and opened a European social media website. As expected, news about the head of the Rothschild family breaking off his engagement with his fiancée was dominating various headlines.
"How do I tell my sister-in-law?"
She was at a loss, her face etched with worry.
Cristino was too much of a scoundrel, Du Ruoxin had never met such a scoundrel!
And yet, he was her own brother…
Alas!
He even had designs on her, what scoundrelly things couldn't he do?
Du Ruoxin's mind raced, thinking and thinking, but after a long time, she couldn't come up with any way to make her elder brother change his mind.
She just stared blankly, helplessly, at the pebbles at her feet, lost in thought.
Until she was startled by a phone ringing.
"Ring ring ring—"
It was Clara calling.
Du Ruoxin sniffled, composed her expression, and slid to the green button, "Sister-in-law."
Clara asked urgently, "How is it? Have you contacted J? What did he say?"
Du Ruoxin: —
Her lips parted and closed, but she couldn't make a sound.
Clara, anxious, said, "Ruoxin, speak! If you don't speak, I'm scared…"
Seeing Clara about to cry, Du Ruoxin quickly said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I contacted Big Brother, he—"
What did he say?
Clara's whole body tensed, her ear pressed tightly to the phone.
Du Ruoxin took a deep breath. What needed to be said had to be said, and it couldn't be hidden. She said, "He said that no matter what decision he makes, it won't affect you and the child."
Clara's voice suddenly rose, with a hint of sharpness, "What do you mean?"
Why didn't she understand?
What was Du Ruoxin trying to express!
"That..." Du Ruoxin struggled internally, wanting to beautify her elder brother's image, to make it seem like he had no choice but to act.
But!
How difficult was that?
She racked her brains, but couldn't think of any words to deceive Clara.
Du Ruoxin's mind was a bit chaotic, buzzing. "Big Brother said that although your engagement has been terminated, the child is part of the Rothschild family, and he won't abandon it."
"Sister-in-law, give birth to the child with peace of mind. As long as the child is here, your bond with Big Brother will always remain."
Clara: …
She still didn't understand!
"Du Ruoxin, can you get to the point?"
What she cared about was money, money!