The touch wasn't strong, just a fleeting, minuscule sensation, so Rong Jingyang didn't notice.
He was startled by the woman's pale face and quickly withdrew his hand. "Are you okay?"
How could...
When did Du Ruoxin become so petty?
She couldn't even be hugged?
Or was it—
Did Cristiano hit her? Did he think she was rekindling her old flame with him, thinking she… so he domestically abused Du Ruoxin?
So Du Ruoxin had bruises all over her body under her clothes? Couldn't be touched? If touched, she'd cry out, tremble with pain?
The great Master Rong's dark eyes fixed on the trembling woman, as if quenched with ice, cold and terrifying.
Du Ruoxin leaned against the wall, enduring the pain, holding her belly with both hands, and silently soothed the BB in her mind who had been "roughly" treated:
"Baby, that barbaric man was your father."
"He's a scoundrel."
"Don't take it to heart."
Pah, pah, pah, the more she comforted, the angrier she got?
Du Ruoxin quickly stopped her thoughts and put on a look of maternal love and filial piety. "My second baby, be good, Mommy will protect you. With Mommy here, no one can hurt you."
"It's okay now, it's okay now."
"Don't fuss, go to sleep, be good."
"Sleep well, grow big, so you can meet Mommy sooner."
"Mommy loves you."
Rong Jingyang couldn't hear Du Ruoxin's inner thoughts to her baby. He only saw her keeping her body turned sideways, head down, as if enduring unspeakable pain.
She must have been domestically abused by Cristiano!
Damn it!
He dared to hit her!
He would make Cristiano disappear!!!
Rong Jingyang, without conscious thought, his actions far outstripping his brain, reached out to lift the woman's clothes.
"Ah!"
Du Ruoxin, caught off guard, had her clothes molested by a pig's hand.
She pressed down on her clothes, retreated, and flicked her hand. *Slap*, all actions were completed in one go. A loud, fast, ruthless, and accurate slap landed on Rong Jingyang's face.
Master Rong: "..."
The stinging slap didn't hurt him at all. He just wanted to look at her.
Just now… it seemed… he saw something… but didn't see anything…
Because Du Ruoxin reacted too quickly, he didn't see very clearly. But he was sure he saw something… he had to look carefully!
"Rong Jingyang, are you acting like a pervert in broad daylight!" Du Ruoxin, guarded and distant, said furiously.
The man's dark pupils narrowed slightly, his tone icy. "Du Ruoxin, come here, let me see."
Du Ruoxin: ...See your sister!
We're divorced. What you could see before, you can't now!
Decorum, decorum!
Rong Jingyang, do you have the word "decorum" in your head at all?!
Thinking back to their marriage, he never considered her feelings, casually flirting with other women…
Du Ruoxin took a deep breath. A scumbag like him, who flirted with everyone everywhere, could he possibly know what decorum was?
He was forcing the issue!
Du Ruoxin tightly clutched her clothes, retreated a few more steps, and sternly rebuked him, "If you're horny, get lost."
There are so many women on the outskirts, aren't there enough for you to find?
Rong Jingyang: "..."
Their eyes met. Her eyes were full of hostility, full of disdain.
It was like an invisible knife piercing his chest.
Rong Jingyang looked away and touched his nose.
Du Ruoxin wouldn't be softened by his deliberately feigned "melancholy" or "hurt."
She was immune to it now.
Years of marriage had led her to a heartbreaking conclusion: a woman cherishing a man was like feeding a pig with her heart.
Idiot!
"Rong Jingyang, back up," Du Ruoxin pointed into the distance, saying impatiently, "Ten meters back, I'm going to climb out the window."
She just wanted to quickly see what happened to Miranda!
Rong Jingyang's whole body stiffened: "..."
Du Ruoxin's rejection and distance were like a basin of ice water poured over his head, instantly sobering him up—he couldn't rush.
He couldn't push her too far.
He needed to take it slow.
Calming his breathing, Rong Jingyang withdrew his gaze and took half a step back. "Mu Li."
He glanced at the window. Mu Li understood instantly and climbed through the window into the room.