She had actually woken up the moment she held his hand.
Later, she dozed off again, until she heard her discussing matters with the hotel executives.
He heard everything she said.
Rong Jingyang had not expected Du Ruoxin's insights into the business world to be so sharp. It seemed that this "ordinary," sweet-talking, and pleasing wife had more to her than what she chose to show him. He truly didn't know her well enough.
Rong Jingyang didn't answer Du Ruoxin's question. He pulled her hand, hooked his arm around her shoulder, and drew her into his embrace.
A passionate kiss bloomed between their lips.
Du Ruoxin: "..."
Why was he suddenly so… passionate?
In her memory, Rong Jingyang had rarely kissed her, and even sleeping with her felt like a chore.
More often than not, she was the one who initiated their kisses.
The unexpected turn of events caught Du Ruoxin off guard, though she was secretly delighted.
She couldn't help but reach up to his shoulder, unwilling to let go.
Rong Jingyang had only intended a light kiss, but the woman's soft sweetness, coupled with just waking up, allowed his hormones to override his reason. The kiss deepened, and deepened…
It was as if he wanted to draw all her breath into himself, merging her essence with his.
Du Ruoxin felt suffocated.
Was this… possessive obsession?
Rong Jingyang realized they were desperately short of air and released her.
Du Ruoxin was already weak, leaning against him, gasping for breath.
After a long moment, she looked up at him, her eyes shining with a mischievous smile. "Mr. Rong, have you fallen for me?"
"With that passion just now, can I assume you've been captivated by my charm?"
The desire in Rong Jingyang's eyes had already returned to calm. He very coolly straightened her and changed the subject, "Have you memorized the information I gave you?"
Du Ruoxin had finally found an opportunity to confront the man's heart and wouldn't let him evade her.
She unbuckled her seatbelt and straddled his lap, clinging to him like an octopus. "Husband, I want to know, have you fallen for me?"
The woman's soft, boneless voice sent shivers down his nerves, almost making him lose his senses.
But Rong Jingyang resisted the temptation of beauty with immense willpower.
His gaze sharpened. "Almost."
Almost?
Just a little bit?
Du Ruoxin hugged his neck and leaned in, kissing him fiercely. "How about now? A little bit more?"
Rong Jingyang: "..."
Seeing his brow furrowed, she kissed him again. "Is that enough?"
If not, she would continue kissing him until he said he liked her.
Rong Jingyang: "…………"
His hesitation led to kiss after kiss falling like raindrops.
Rong Jingyang's forehead, eyes, nose… no part of his face escaped Du Ruoxin's fervent kisses.
Just as she bent down, preparing to challenge his collarbone, the man moved.
He cupped her chin and said hoarsely, "Du Ruoxin…"
Du Ruoxin covered his mouth. "I don't want to hear anything unrelated to you saying you like me."
"Rong Jingyang, I am such a unique, lovable, and perfect woman."
"Is it so difficult to admit you like me, admit you're attracted to me?"
She could feel that Rong Jingyang liked her. If he didn't, he wouldn't indulge her in everything, wouldn't compromise time and time again.