Rong Jingyang and Ai Wei both stiffened, looking at her strangely.
Du Ruoxin calmly took out some clothes and, with a few snips, cut them to shreds. "I'm a bit of a germaphobe. I absolutely won't wear clothes that have been touched by dirty things."
Hearing Du Ruoxin's sarcasm, Ai Wei's previously impassive face suddenly turned deathly pale. "Ruoxin, you've misunderstood."
"Last night there was a heavy rain, and my car ran out of gas on the road, so I called Ah Jing."
"He saw I was soaked and lent me clothes to wear and drove me home."
"Ruoxin, don't worry, the clothes have already been dry-cleaned this morning."
"I watched him wash them..."
Ai Wei's voice buzzed in Du Ruoxin's ears like a stinging mosquito, annoying her immensely.
"Shut up!" she yelled. "I'm talking to my husband, is it your turn to chirp incessantly?"
Raising the scissors in her hand, Du Ruoxin showed her fierce side. "Get out!"
"If you keep blabbering, do you believe I'll cut your clothes to shreds and make you leave naked!"
Ai Wei looked shocked and wronged.
Rong Jingyang's forehead was covered in black lines.
Ai Wei tugged at Rong Jingyang's clothes, weakly and wronged, "Ah Jing..."
Seeing the "green tea bitch" putting on a pitiful act of a bullied little white rabbit, Du Ruoxin felt ten thousand "grass mud horses" galloping through her mind.
"Rong Jingyang!"
She touched your hand!
The man raised an eyebrow: What, you want to saw off my hand?
The two glared at each other, sparks flying in their eyes.
It's always like this!
Whenever he encountered Ai Wei, Rong Jingyang would always wrong her and defend Ai Wei!
Du Ruoxin's heart felt like it had been struck by ten thousand blows, more painful than being cut into a thousand pieces.
She really wanted to...
But the sliver of reason left in her triumphed over impulse. She knew she couldn't really use the knife. If a fight broke out, she might lose control, and her anger would become a demon, dominating her emotions, making her do unimaginable things.
Du Ruoxin turned away in anger!
Seeing the woman calm down, Rong Jingyang controlled his wheelchair and moved back, tilting his head to Ai Wei. "You should go first."
Ai Wei had expected Du Ruoxin to attack her, to throw the scissors directly at her.
She had already prepared to catch the scissors with her bare hands, thinking that would make Rong Jingyang hate Du Ruoxin even more.
Who knew Du Ruoxin had actually controlled her temper!
"Mm." Ai Wei didn't reveal any of her inner thoughts. Lowering her head, she advised with a look of being knowledgeable and sensible, "Don't argue with Ruoxin. She's quick-tempered; she'll be fine in a moment."
Rong Jingyang nodded, his face terrifyingly stern.
As Ai Wei packed up her laptop, she said with feigned guilt, "I shouldn't have shown up today. Sigh—"
Rong Jingyang wasn't listening to Ai Wei. He saw Du Ruoxin throw away the scissors and slam the door as she left.
Where was she going?
Just as Rong Jingyang was considering whether to call her, Du Ruoxin walked back in, holding a white spray bottle filled with black... likely ink.
She proceeded to spray Ai Wei relentlessly!
Rong Jingyang: "..."
"Ah—"
Ai Wei was sprayed in the face, getting ink in her mouth.
Du Ruoxin kept spraying, her fingertips on the spray bottle moving like a motor.
Hiss, hiss, hiss.
She sprayed Ai Wei's face, hair, clothes, and hands until they were all covered.
"Do you know what the most disgusting thing is?"
"It's the eggs of flies!"
"Ai Wei, a shameless woman like you is no different from those things!"
She would go buy insecticide later and spray Rong Jingyang all over!