Rong Jingyang: "..."
The man's brow furrowed as he looked at his friend's dramatically contorted face.
Seeing his lack of reaction, Qin Yunxi flipped to the report and exclaimed dramatically, "Look at this yourself! The media is saying Dou Dou is this man's daughter."
Rong Jingyang clicked it open. A photo of a Western old man holding Rong Dou Dou came into view.
Dou Dou went to Fashion Week to walk the runway?
The article included a GIF of the little girl walking the runway, showing her princess-like stride, her pouting kiss, and her playful, mischievous laughter...
Her poses were absolutely stunning; he couldn't help but smile faintly.
At the end of the article, the GIF showed Dou Dou looking at the fair-skinned foreign man and calling him "Daddy."
The word "Daddy" was also written in capital letters next to it!
And Dou Dou was going to sign a contract to become a child star?
Du Ruo Xin!
His daughter was going to debut as a model, and she hadn't even told him!
How dare she!
The young lady of the Rong family absolutely would not be allowed to enter the chaotic entertainment industry!
Rong Jingyang read from beginning to end, his expression shifting from initial composure to a slow, deepening solemnity.
Seeing his change, Qin Yunxi continued to fan the flames, "Oh my, a new daddy so soon? I wonder how long it will be before she changes her surname?"
Rong Jingyang shot him a sharp glare.
Qin Yunxi shrugged, "Looking at me won't help. If you don't care about your own wife, how can you blame Ruo Xin for moving on and finding true love, right?"
"I've told you before, don't be so indifferent to her just because Ruo Xin loves you."
"Sooner or later, you'll be chasing your wife to the ends of the earth."
Qin Yunxi's incessant chatter and instigation were something Caroline hadn't anticipated, but it had an unexpectedly good effect.
Rong Jingyang's face darkened, and he took out his phone to call Du Ruo Xin.
"Beep, beep, beep—"
The call kept ringing, but no one answered.
His brow furrowed even deeper, and he switched to calling his mother.
Feng Linwan answered quickly, as if holding her phone, waiting for his call. "What's up?"
Rong Jingyang said gravely, "Mom, I'm abroad, and Ruo Xin's phone isn't going through."
Feng Linwan replied, "I'm abroad too, vacationing with your dad."
Rong Jingyang asked, "Have you seen the news online?"
Feng Linwan pretended not to have, "No, what's wrong?"
Rong Jingyang explained, "Du Ruo Xin took Dou Dou to Fashion Week, and it seems she intends to sign Dou Dou with a company to become a child star."
Feng Linwan knew without even thinking that her son, that blockhead, had somehow angered Ruo Xin again.
Ruo Xin would only use Dou Dou to make a point.
"This..."
Feng Linwan pondered for a moment:
"I was only responsible for raising you, Jingyu, and Xijin. Dou Dou's matters are not for me to decide."
"If you don't want Dou Dou to sign with a company and enter the entertainment industry, you two as a couple should discuss it yourselves."
With that, she very decisively hung up.
Rong Jingyang: "————"
Seeing that he hadn't secured any backup, Qin Yunxi taunted, "Do you want to go back to the country? I'll immediately call someone to bring the helicopter over."
How much had Old Yang mistreated his wife for his own mother not to help him?
Serves him right!
Who told him to act recklessly, relying on Ruo Xin's love?
—
In the evening, Du Ruo Xin, holding her daughter, attended a business banquet with Grace.
The first day of Fashion Week had been a great success, with billions in transactions. The organizers booked a hotel to host various designers and bosses.
Originally, everyone should have been clinking glasses and discussing business matters, orders, deliveries, and so on.
However, after Rong Dou Dou's identity was revealed, the focus of the entire venue shifted.
"Miss Du, can we invite Dou Dou to be our spokesperson?"
"It would be even better if you and your daughter endorsed together; we sell parent-child clothing."
"The price is negotiable, and the shooting schedule can be set by Miss Du."
Ultimately, endorsement fees escalated from the tens of millions to the hundreds of millions.
When Du Ruo Xin heard someone offer "400 million" for their mother-daughter endorsement, a flicker of astonishment crossed her eyes.
This...
It felt like not signing would be a crime!
Fortunately, it was Rong Dou Dou's bedtime. Du Ruo Xin left her contact information with the boss, added them on WeChat, and then left the banquet.
On the way back, Du Ruo Xin didn't take Trevor's car; she wanted to have a private chat with Caroline.