Rong Jianshen: "..."
Feng Linwan: "..."
What the hell was that? Cristiano, you're more than just the devil!
Feng Linwan looked at Du Ruoxin with a pained expression. If... if she really fell under the devil's spell and followed Cristiano's words, hitting Rong Jingyang in the face, then she...
It is the father's fault for not teaching.
There was no other way, she had to bear this anger for her son.
Feng Linwan watched Du Ruoxin closely, ready to shield her son from any blows.
Du Ruoxin's hand holding the ruler trembled. Her elder brother's words echoed in her mind like a demonic chant, screaming and surging.
Hit him!
Hit him hard!
Du Ruoxin, this man has caused you so much suffering. Not hitting him is not enough to vent your anger.
But—
When she looked at him, when their eyes met, Du Ruoxin saw Rong Jingyang's deep, inscrutable eyes, and she trembled.
So unfamiliar!
He looked at her like an enemy across a negotiation table, scrutinizing, cold, and ruthless. This Rong Jingyang made Du Ruoxin feel panicked.
The anger that filled her mind instantly vanished.
"Rong Jingyang, do you regret it?" Du Ruoxin, holding the ruler, quietly put it down. "Regret not signing?"
Rong Jingyang looked directly at her, then closed his eyes for a moment.
When he opened them again, he beckoned her over.
Du Ruoxin subconsciously took a step forward, but then pulled back.
Why should she do whatever Rong Jingyang asked?
Du Ruoxin, you have a temper too!
She put her hands on her hips and glared at him. "You apologize to me first, and promise me that no matter what, you won't abandon me, won't leave me."
Rong Jingyang: "..."
The man's dark pupils deepened, and his originally indifferent expression became even colder.
Feng Linwan's eyes darted between her son and daughter-in-law, then glanced at Cristiano.
The situation was not good!
Jingyang would not admit his mistake, nor would he say "sorry" to Ruoxin.
Cristiano, on the other hand, looked gleeful, seizing every opportunity to add fuel to the fire and provide support.
If this stalemate continued, who knew what would happen?
Feng Linwan stepped forward, took Du Ruoxin's arm, and asserted her maternal authority. "Ruoxin is asking you a question, why aren't you answering?"
Rong Jingyang's dark pupils deepened, and he said coldly, "How can I make a promise I can't keep?"
Feng Linwan gasped, her facial muscles twitching.
You damn son!
"I think you're possessed!"
She said angrily.
Du Ruoxin's forced composure crumbled at this moment. Rong Jingyang... he...
Did he hate her that much?
"Someone! Lock Rong Jingyang up!" Feng Linwan was so angry her liver ached. Pointing to the doghouse behind her, she gritted her teeth. "Let him out when he comes to his senses!"
The butler, receiving his wife's instructions, immediately pushed the wheelchair and locked the eldest young master in the doghouse.
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This suffocating pressure, please end it quickly!
"Don't give him anything to eat!" Feng Linwan was still furious. "Not a drop of water!"
After the butler locked the door, he handed the key to Feng Linwan.
Feng Linwan then stuffed it into Du Ruoxin's hand. "Whether to let him out is up to you."
Du Ruoxin: "—"
Clutching the key tightly, her mind was blank.
"Let's go, sleep with me tonight," Feng Linwan said, taking Du Ruoxin's arm as they left. "Let Rong Jingyang reflect by himself."
However, someone was not happy.
Cristiano strode forward, blocking the two women. "Xin'er, come with me, I'll take you away."