Did Du Ruoxin leave her phone in the car?
No, she wasn't a woman who was obsessed with electronic products, nor did she have a habit of buying a new phone as soon as it was released.
On the contrary, Du Ruoxin valued her privacy extremely. In the four years since he had known her, she had never changed her phone.
Then where did the phone in the car come from…
Suddenly, Rong Jingyang's pupils contracted. He remembered. It was he who had asked Lin Xuanyao to buy it to contact Ai Wei!
It felt as if something in his heart had collapsed. He asked with a trembling voice, "What color and model was the phone?"
Bodyguard: "Silver, Huawei Mate 50."
Clang—
It was indeed the phone Xuanyao bought!
Rong Jingyang felt as if his heart was being torn apart. The phone clattered to the ground.
"Honey, how many phones do you have?"
"One."
"One is good, one is good. With one phone, you won't be like those time masters..."
The conversation he had with her back then clearly flashed in Rong Jingyang's mind.
Du Ruoxin had seen him press the unsent number for Ai Wei. She must have thought that she had deleted Ai Wei's number from his phone, so he bought a new one to contact her.
Rong Jingyang: "————"
It wasn't like that. She misunderstood!
He just—
At this moment, Rong Jingyang found himself unable to explain, even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he couldn't clear his name.
So she was disappointed in him?
So she no longer believed him?
"Master?" Lin Xuanyao picked up the dropped phone and handed it to Rong Jingyang. "What's wrong?"
Rong Jingyang murmured with a look of desolation, unable to speak, "She misunderstood, she misunderstood..."
But could this misunderstanding ever be resolved?
Powerless sadness swept over Rong Jingyang. His head throbbed.
His still-healing stomach also began to ache.
For the past two days, he had been lying in bed in a daze, thinking a lot, yet it felt like he hadn't thought of anything.
He had many dreams, and he didn't know if they were real or not.
Even the first thing he saw upon waking, he thought he saw Du Ruoxin, but it was only Qin Yunxi's slightly weathered face.
Not fully recovered, Rong Jingyang ordered Lin Xuanyao to handle the discharge procedures.
She had signed. His marriage to her was completely over.
"Who misunderstood?" Lin Xuanyao guessed. "Madam?"
Rong Jingyang said nothing more, his expression growing more somber.
Lin Xuanyao, looking puzzled, asked again, "What did Madam misunderstand?" He paused, and a fire ignited in his heart. "Master, should we go look for Madam again?"
Rong Jingyang: "..."
What was the point of looking for Du Ruoxin now?
She had already divorced him and remarried Cristiano.
Even if Du Ruoxin knew the truth—
She—
Would never be able to return to his side.
She said it was too late—
Everything was truly too late. There was no chance for him and her to turn back—
Rong Jingyang's heart ached even more.
"Cough cough cough—"
Not only his heart, but his stomach also hurt. His entire body felt like it had suffered a fatal blow. In an instant, everything felt wrong.
Lin Xuanyao quickly patted his back and handed him tissues.
Rong Jingyang had just undergone major surgery and was still very weak. After this agitation, he couldn't help but cough up blood.
Lin Xuanyao was startled. "Master, are you alright!"
He quickly took out the pre-prepared oxygen, put on the mask, and brought it to Rong Jingyang.
Rong Jingyang pushed it away and said weakly, "I... I'm fine... No need."
It was just a bit tight to breathe, he wouldn't die, he would slowly get better.
Lin Xuanyao: "—"
And Mu Li beside him: "—"
Several minutes later, Lin Xuanyao confirmed that Rong Jingyang had eased considerably and his condition had not worsened, and he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
But in his heart, seeing his master tormenting himself like this made him feel very distressed.
Turning his head, Lin Xuanyao, acting on his own initiative, said to Mu Li, "Go find out where Madam is."
We'll take Master there.