"Don't worry, don't worry, I know how to handle him," Du Ruoxin made a fist.
Caroline and the others burst into laughter.
"Hahaha—"
The description was spot on.
Du Ruoxin was Cristiano's nemesis, like fire meeting floodwaters, instantly subdued and losing all his temper.
"Then..." Caroline looked at her mischievously, "Do you dare to wear a bikini like ours?"
Du Ruoxin shook her head, admitted defeat, and reached out to tickle Caroline, "Are you trying to kill me?"
Bikini?
She had only worn one in front of Rong Jingyang.
"Hahaha, Sister Xin, spare me." Caroline jumped into the pool with a splash.
Du Ruoxin couldn't reach her and could only stand by the edge, glaring.
Miranda also smiled, watching the show, and said, "I'm preparing for a new movie and need a producer. Interested?"
Du Ruoxin wanted to accept, but considering her precious belly, she was afraid of losing the baby if she got too busy. She shook her head, "How about a job that's a little busy, but not too busy?"
Miranda thought for a moment, "Artistic director?"
Du Ruoxin: "Is it busy?"
Miranda: "Not the head director, just a nominal position, a contented fish with backing?"
Du Ruoxin smiled, "Okay."
Miranda understood her, knowing that she needed to be extremely busy when necessary, and to stay home peacefully to take care of the baby and pregnancy when not.
—
Rong Jingyang spent the whole day with his daughter, working diligently and attending to her every need.
The father and daughter got along quite well and harmoniously, presenting a picture of filial piety and familial warmth.
He discovered that taking care of a child wasn't as difficult as he imagined, and time passed surprisingly quickly, faster than working.
In the blink of an eye, night fell.
But after dinner, Rong Doudou started crying for her mommy.
Rong Jingyang was somewhat flustered by his daughter's capricious temper; no matter how he tried to coax her, she wouldn't stop.
He: "—"
Weren't they getting along just fine a moment ago? Why was she crying and fussing now?
"Alright, alright, you want mommy, you want mommy." Rong Jingyang picked up his daughter and got into the car.
After a few minutes of driving, the car arrived at Cristiano's villa in the city center.
As soon as Rong Doudou got out of the car, she ran inside, crying as she went, her pitiful cries sounding as if she had been abused.
Rong Jingyang: "————"
Du Ruoxin knew that Rong Jingyang couldn't handle his daughter in the evening. The little girl would start recognizing people as soon as it was bedtime. Besides her mother-in-law and herself, no one else could manage this little ancestor.
Her heart-wrenching cries could drive anyone to the brink.
That's why she would go to Caroline's beach party a little later, after putting her daughter to sleep, so Du Ruoxin could have some time to herself.
Grace disliked such events. If it weren't for dealing with Qin Yunxi...
She would rather read at home, or go skateboarding in the park, or exercise and sweat in the gym.
So, she didn't go with Caroline and the others but stayed at the villa with Du Ruoxin.
The two women ate snacks and lounged on the sofa watching television until they were interrupted by a crying sound.
"Wuwuwu—"
"Mommy—"
"Mommy—"
Du Ruoxin shot up and strode towards the door.
Rong Doudou threw herself into her mother's arms, sobbing as if she were suffocating, "Mommy, Doudou missed you."
Du Ruoxin picked up her daughter and walked into the house, "Be good, Doudou, Mommy's here, don't cry."
She tried to distract her daughter, asking, "Did you have fun today? Were the photos the photographer took good? Were they pretty?"
Rong Doudou answered between sobs, "Hic... fun... good. Hic... Mommy..."
As if remembering something, she broke free from her mother's embrace and pulled her mother towards the outside, "Daddy is still out there, let's go get him."