"No!"
Cristino's eyes were bloodshot, glaring at Rong Jingyang like a man-eating demon. "Despicable! Shameless!"
"Xin'er, don't listen to him! He wouldn't dare kill me!" Cristino roared.
Du Ruoxin: "..."
What? What did Rong Jingyang say?
Hearing the man's words, she froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.
Kiss him?
This man, her ex-husband, what kind of mindset was he in to say such a thing?
He must be seriously ill!
Du Ruoxin's eyelids twitched, her breathing becoming heavy.
She looked at him.
Still the same familiar face, a face so handsome that one's principles followed one's features. But at this moment, Du Ruoxin felt it was all a mockery.
She closed her eyes.
The woman's mouth twitched.
Rong Jingyang... was threatening her?
He was threatening her with her elder brother's safety?
She took a deep breath!
Rong Jingyang looked at the woman he yearned for day and night. Although she seemed to be gnashing her teeth at him now, it didn't diminish the possessiveness burning in his eyes.
He raised his hand.
He wanted to cup her chin.
But the next second.
"Slap—"
A loud, resounding slap from the woman landed on his face.
Rong Jingyang was stunned by the slap.
Du Ruoxin... she... she... hit him?
The man's thoughts froze at that moment.
"Rong Jingyang! You're despicable! Shameless!" Kiss him? Was he horny? Or had his brain short-circuited? How could he say such a thing!
Du Ruoxin stomped heavily on the stiff, statue-like Mr. Rong again and walked towards Mu Li.
Her expression fierce, "Give me the key!"
Mu Li: "—"
For some reason, he felt his face hurt. He was intimidated by the formidable demeanor of Madam.
Wasn't Madam always gentle and harmless?
How could she be so fierce when angry...
Subconsciously, Mu Li reached out with the handcuff key, but as soon as he extended it, he remembered that Master hadn't agreed to release Cristino yet.
He tried to retract it.
However, it was too late.
Du Ruoxin snatched it away.
"Brother." Her hands trembled as she unlocked the handcuffs and choked out, "It's okay, I'll take you away."
Cristino had been beaten badly, and the sudden release from the handcuffs made him unsteady. His entire weight pressed down on the woman.
"Ah!"
Du Ruoxin couldn't hold him.
Her elder brother, a tall man of one meter ninety, weighing around 180 pounds, felt like a mountain to the petite woman.
They stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Ugh—"
The moment they fell, Cristino used himself as a cushion, preventing Du Ruoxin from getting hurt. But he suffered, as she landed on his wound, making his condition worse.
"Brother!" Du Ruoxin flipped over and pulled his arm onto her shoulder.
But—
She couldn't support him.
Du Ruoxin tried several times, but even with all her strength, she couldn't lift Cristino.
What to do?
Just as she was feeling guilty, she was suddenly spun around and lifted into Rong Jingyang's arms like a chicken.
Du Ruoxin: "!!!!"
Without a hint of hesitation, she slapped him again with the back of her hand.
But this time, Rong Jingyang caught her hand. "Du, Ruo, Xin!"
He said, word by word, "I told you, kiss me, or you won't take him away."
Du Ruoxin didn't want to waste words with this damned man. With her hands held, she used her head and feet, refusing to yield.
Rong Jingyang seemed to have anticipated her defiance. He turned and pinned her against the wall.
With one hand firmly holding hers, the other cupped her chin, and his legs trapping her lower body.
"Let go of me, Rong Jingyang, you scoundrel!" Du Ruoxin was furious, her heart about to explode. "You're crazy! You damn—"