"???" asked Qin.
"Brother Qin, is that okay?" Grace blinked, looking endearingly naive.
If Qin Yunxi slept with Ai Wei and solved the problem, Du Ruoxin wouldn't always argue with Rong Jingyang.
Their marriage would be happy.
"No..." Qin Yunxi rasped. While this sugary approach was cloying, it didn't mean he was available to just any woman, alright?
Shaking his head repeatedly, he refused, "Brother has standards, okay?"
Grace raised an eyebrow. "So, you're saying Rong Jingyang has no taste?"
Qin Yunxi paused, then extended his hand – great minds think alike; it would be a shame not to become sworn brothers.
Grace also paused, then lowered her head, rummaged in her bag, put on disposable gloves, lightly touched his hand, and quickly withdrew it.
They hadn't even clasped hands, just a 0.001-second touch.
Qin Yunxi's face darkened: Was he contagious or something?!
"Gra~ce~" he drawled sarcastically.
Grace, however, didn't think there was anything wrong with her actions and bluntly asked, "Are you going to sleep with her or not?"
***
Du Ruoxin and Rong Jingyang got into the car in silence.
Lin Xuanyao, in the driver's seat, could feel the palpable tension in the air.
"To the beach," Rong Jingyang said.
"Yes."
Lin Xuanyao stepped on the gas and headed towards Lovers' Road.
Although Du Ruoxin was puzzled why he was taking her to the beach, she didn't ask.
Ai Wei was a thorn in the side between them, and without removing it, their marriage would be filled with endless arguments.
The Rolls-Royce soon arrived at the seaside.
Rong Jingyang got out of the car and extended his hand to her, "Hmm?"
Du Ruoxin couldn't refuse that face and placed her hand in his palm. They strolled along Lovers' Road, but she still remained silent.
Rong Jingyang led Du Ruoxin into a seaside open-air restaurant.
The rich aroma that wafted towards them stimulated her taste buds, and Du Ruoxin's stomach rumbled in protest.
She was so hungry!
She hadn't eaten much at noon and hadn't eaten dinner either, and it was already almost ten o'clock.
Rong Jingyang found an outdoor seat where they could feel the sea breeze, enjoy the city's night view, and experience a romantic and warm atmosphere.
The surrounding area was filled with couples in love.
Du Ruoxin felt a pang of envy.
She envied their playful interactions, envied how their eyes were solely on each other.
Unlike her and Rong Jingyang.
In their marriage, she had always been the one putting in the effort, boiling over like hot water, while he, from beginning to end, had been as cold as an iceberg.
"Eat," the man said.
The waiter served the dishes, including Du Ruoxin's favorite spicy razor clams.
Du Ruoxin: "——"
She was feeling sentimental!
But the delicious, mouth-watering food before her was simply irresistible.
Fine, she needed to eat to have the energy to argue.
Du Ruoxin picked up her chopsticks, sipped her night beer, and ate heartily.
Seeing her eat so happily, the man's lips seemed to curve upward slightly.
Du Ruoxin didn't notice. After eating her fill, she lay back in her chair, patting her stomach, "So full!"
She wanted to get up and walk to aid digestion, but she noticed Rong Jingyang was in a wheelchair and couldn't go to the beach.
She abandoned the thought.
Rong Jingyang, however, suddenly pressed a switch beside him, and the wheelchair immediately transformed into crutches.
He laboriously moved towards the steps, "Let's go."
Du Ruoxin looked bewildered: "???"
Wait, can your legs handle that?
Seeing him tremble with every "step," she knew he was pushing himself.
Du Ruoxin's heart instantly softened, and she quickly ran forward, supporting his arm.
[Rong Jingyang—]
[What are you doing?]