She had excitedly awaited his arrival at the airport, filled with anticipation for the passion of a reunion after a brief separation.
But what was the result?
Rong Jingyang had once again stood her up for Ai Wei, leaving her heartbroken.
Ahhhhhh!
Du Ruoxin's inner world exploded.
With a face ashen, she strode with the cold, decisive gait of an assassin towards the two, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "Oh, why are you two hugging?"
"Mr. Rong, is this the reason you didn't pick me up, the reason you didn't answer my calls?"
Her teeth-gritting voice pierced the air, reaching their ears.
Rong Jingyang: "..."
Upon seeing Du Ruoxin, Ai Wei, disregarding the pain in her ankle, scrambled to get up from Rong Jingyang's embrace, explaining, "Ruoxin, you've misunderstood. It's not what you think."
"I just fell accidentally. Please don't misunderstand A Jing..."
Misunderstanding here, accidental there, as if her eyes were blind!
If it wasn't what she saw, then what was it?
"Ai Wei, you green tea bitch, shut up!" Du Ruoxin roared at Ai Wei. "I'm not talking to you!"
She turned her gaze to Rong Jingyang, her demeanor icy, "Mr. Rong, have you forgotten what you told me?"
Rong Jingyang certainly hadn't forgotten.
That was why he had recorded a voice message asking Rong Cheng to bring the robot to pick her up, along with two surprises.
But at this moment, the woman's shrewish outburst left Rong Jingyang with no desire to speak to her.
Du Ruoxin—
Was she really slandering someone in public without regard for right or wrong?
Where was her upbringing?
Rong Jingyang ignored her, turning to Ai Wei. "I'll have Xuan Yao take you to the hospital."
Ai Wei shook her head, pointing to Du Ruoxin, whose face was growing increasingly grim, and whispered, "It's fine, my injury isn't that serious. You should go appease Ruoxin first."
Du Ruoxin: "!"
Rong Jingyang, how dare you ignore me?
And to make matters worse, you're exchanging glances with Ai Wei right in front of me, as if I'm invisible?
Du Ruoxin was provoked by the man's attitude.
As if possessed by a demon, rage consumed her reason.
Striding forward, she grabbed Ai Wei's hand, dragged her to a nearby pool, and shoved her head underwater.
"Don't you want to die?"
"I'll let you die enough!"
You can't indulge this kind of scheming bitch!
"Ai Wei, if you want to die in the future, come find me directly. No need to find Rong Jingyang!"
"I have ten thousand ways to satisfy you!"
Ai Wei cried out all the way.
"Ah—"
"It hurts—"
"Mmm—"
"Gurgle—"
She was choking, about to drown.
Ai Wei struggled continuously, but her strength was too little, and she couldn't break free from Du Ruoxin's grip.
Help, someone help...
Rong Jingyang hadn't expected Du Ruoxin to suddenly go mad, and he was shocked by her violent actions.
By the time he reacted, Du Ruoxin had already grabbed Ai Wei and was dragging her towards the pool.
This woman!
When she goes mad, why is it always in the wrong place!
"Stop!" Rong Jingyang roared. "Du Ruoxin, what are you doing?!"
He quickly pressed a button, intending to stop her from doing something foolish, but it was too late.
Du Ruoxin pulled Ai Wei's hair, repeatedly shoving her head into the water.
Did she want to kill someone?
Rong Jingyang's forehead veins bulged. "Du! Ruo! Xin! Stop!"
Du Ruoxin completely ignored Rong Jingyang's words. Her reason was overwhelmed by impulse and anger. The force with which she held Ai Wei down was like crushing an ant, tormenting her to death.
"Help... Ah... Help..."
Ai Wei felt the threat of death, begging for help in terror and fear.
Rong Jingyang reached the edge of the pool at his fastest speed. Watching Du Ruoxin's increasingly frenzied actions and her murderous intensity, he stood up.