I don't know when I started to like him.
Perhaps it was when she endured the pain and refused anesthesia to give him a healthy baby.
Perhaps it was when she shone with radiance during family games with their child, her image already imprinted in his mind.
Perhaps it was in her soft calls, repeated again and again, engraved into his very bones, that he had already become lost, unable to extricate himself.
Perhaps…
Everything changed in subtle ways.
Rong Jingyang had always believed that Du Ruoxin was throwing a tantrum, seeking his attention, trying to make him yield, and that her threat of divorce was just a ploy.
He hadn't taken it seriously.
He thought that a little coaxing, a few sweet words, and she would obediently return home.
It wasn't until he realized she wasn't, until she appeared with another man, smiling and asking for his blessings, until she shattered his heart, that Rong Jingyang belatedly understood that this time, Du Ruoxin was serious.
She was disappointed in him. She turned away resolutely, giving him no chance to explain.
But it was too late to know the truth—
If only he had known her "disappointment" sooner, could he have taken her away from the church?
It was only at this moment that Rong Jingyang deeply understood what Du Ruoxin meant by "it's too late."
Because even if he went to her now to clear up the misunderstanding, Du Ruoxin had already—married Christiano—
And slept with him—
Even if Du Ruoxin knew that Ivy had never entered his heart, even if Du Ruoxin knew he had decided to break ties with Ivy for her, even if Du Ruoxin knew that in his heart, only she had ever reached such a profound depth, and no other woman had.
Everything was too late.
Du Ruoxin—
Already had a new family, a new marriage—
If… if she would abandon Christiano for him after hearing his explanation?
Rong Jingyang didn't know.
He lacked that confidence.
His mother always said he was dense and slow to realize things about love.
She worried he wouldn't know how to pursue girls, feared he would be like his father, using power and schemes to deal with girls he fancied, so she chose a wife for him.
But—
In the end—
He still lost the girl who had quietly moved into his heart—
He lost her once, and fate gave him a chance.
Would fate give him a second chance after he lost her again?
【Du Ruoxin, will you still accept this belated love?】
He remained sleepless that night.
—
Albert cursed as he left the hotel, telling his subordinate to park the car by the roadside and leave.
He then eagerly called Christiano.
He said respectfully, "Sir, the dirt on Rongsheng Biotechnology Company is ready. Shall I leak it to the media now?"
Once the media exposed the fabricated dirt, he would have another reason to imprison Rong Jingyang and trouble Rongsheng Bio.
Under public pressure, with the "false impression of crime" created by the police, Rongsheng Bio would surely have investors who would waver.
Once they wavered, Christiano could seize the opportunity to acquire Rongsheng Bio's shares through various means.
Step by step, like boiling a frog in warm water, it would only be a matter of time before Rongsheng Bio changed hands!
Albert imagined the exhilarating feeling of torturing and slowly killing Rong Jingyang.
But in the next second, a bucket of ice-cold water was poured over his head.
"Don't touch him," Christiano's cold voice, devoid of any warmth, came from the other end of the line.
Albert: …………What?
Did he hear wrong?
Albert, unwilling to give up, continued to persuade, "Sir, now is the best time to deploy the plan. Strike while the iron is hot, and we can easily take over Rongsheng Bio. You're not…"
Before he could finish, Christiano interrupted him with a chilling tone, "Are you telling me what to do?"
Albert immediately felt a chill down his spine, cold sweat breaking out, "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare."
Even if he had ten heads, he wouldn't dare to tell his boss what to do.
It would be pure suicidal behavior!
Christiano's cold-blooded voice sounded again, "Behave yourself. When and how I deal with him is my decision, not yours to question."
With that, he hung up.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes." Albert bowed and scraped towards the phone, which had already hung up.
Until the call automatically disconnected.
Albert's respectful face immediately turned sinister and ruthless.
Rong, Jing, Yang!
He was unwilling to let Rong Jingyang go so easily. He had prepared for so long to fabricate dirt on Rongsheng Bio.
For so long!
Since Christiano refused to make a move, he would do it himself!
He wanted Rong Jingyang dead!
—
New York
A beautiful morning in June, sunny and pleasant, with fresh air.
Another beautiful day.
Because Du Ruoxin was pregnant, the other women had gone to bed quite early last night and hadn't partied too hard.
Rong Doudou was the first to wake up, right on time. She opened her bright, sparkling eyes and then woke her mommy.
Du Ruoxin happily picked up her daughter and took her to the bathroom to wash and get dressed.
Miranda was the third to wake up.
"Bang—"
An explosion startled her from her light sleep.
What was going on?
Where did the explosion come from?
Miranda got out of bed barefoot, pulled open the curtains, and then—
Her eyes widened.
Ahhhhhh!
This!
A romantic scene that only existed in novels and movies was unfolding before her eyes.
She was shocked by the sight.
"Grace!"
"Grace!"
"Grace!"
Miranda called out several times.
Grace thought something major had happened and jumped up, her heart leaping into her throat, "What is it? What is it?"
Had Qin Yunxi, that scumbag, broken in again?
Where?!
She'd beat him to death!
Grace’s hands and feet were ready, looking like she was facing a formidable enemy.
Ning Ning and Caroline were also awakened by Miranda's shouts and sat up, "What happened?"
Miranda quickly pulled open the curtains, every cell in her body buzzing with excitement, "Come quickly!"
"Come and see!"
The women looked out the window simultaneously.
Grace glanced around, not seeing Qin Yunxi, and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when the scene outside the window made her eyeballs bulge.