Did Xin'er wake up?
Sensing the fluctuation in Du Ruoxin's brainwaves, Cristiano suddenly stood up and walked towards the bedroom.
However, Qin Yunxi and Mu Li blocked him, one on each side.
Their expressions were filled with contempt and provocation.
Want to leave?
Fight first!
Cristiano was too lazy to fight them. If he wanted to fight, he would have done so last night and wouldn't have waited until now.
Knowing that Caroline was on the top floor of the cruise ship, Cristiano headed straight there.
Then, a peculiar scene unfolded.
Both parties, numbering forty to fifty people, stood together under one roof.
Rong Jingyang and Cristiano commanded almost simultaneously: Caroline to take care of Du Ruoxin.
He and Rong Jingyang sat facing each other, confronting each other sleeplessly all night.
The atmosphere was incredibly oppressive and eerie.
Qin Yunxi had been signaling Rong Jingyang all night, but even though his eyes were twitching, Rong Jingyang showed no reaction.
Brother, are we fighting or not? Say something!
As long as Rong Jingyang said fight, he would immediately charge forward, willing to shed blood and sacrifice his life for his brother.
But then—
Rong Jingyang didn't utter a single word!
Qin Yunxi, who had been holding back all night, felt extremely uncomfortable. Having finally found an opportunity, how could he let it go?
"Where are you going?" Qin Yunxi provocatively asked, "This is not a place you can come and go as you please."
Cristiano glanced at the bedroom door, his voice faintly hoarse, "Xin'er is awake."
What?
Du Ruoxin is awake?
Rong Jingyang went towards the bedroom in his wheelchair.
Cristiano pushed Qin Yunxi aside and followed beside Rong Jingyang.
Qin Yunxi: "—"
Damn it!
I want to fight Cristiano!
Can't he fulfill this small wish of mine!
"Squeak—"
The bedroom door opened, and the two men stepped into the room almost simultaneously.
But Rong Jingyang was in an electric wheelchair, and he sped it up to maximum speed, moving to the bedside like a gust of wind.
[They say you disappeared, and he searched for you all over the ship.]
[He searched for you all over the ship.]
Du Ruoxin's mind repeated Caroline's words, over and over, like hearing the most beautiful love confession in the world.
"Squeak—"
The bedroom door opened.
Du Ruoxin looked up and saw the man who had caused her excruciating pain, yet whom she could never let go of.
Rong Jingyang…
She thought she would never see him again…
For some reason, as soon as she saw his familiar features, tears poured down like a waterfall.
Caroline, being very sensible, got up and left.
Rong Jingyang moved closer to the edge of the bed, his rough fingertips gently caressing her pale, bloodless face.
Her heart clenched fiercely at that moment.
"It's alright now," he said in a hoarse voice.
Du Ruoxin continued to cry, her tears flowing more and more uncontrollably.
Rong Jingyang's dark eyes narrowed slightly. "With me here, no one can do anything to you."
"Du Ruoxin, remember, from now on, if anyone dares to covet you, tell them that you are my Rong Jingyang's wife."
"Do you hear me?!"
She heard him, but she couldn't speak.
Her throat felt bound by ropes, making it difficult and swollen, preventing her from making a sound.
Du Ruoxin could only keep crying.
Rong Jingyang was distraught by her tears. "Why are you still crying?"
The more he wiped her tears, the more they flowed, as if she intended to cry herself dry.
Du Ruoxin shook her head.
She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't control it.
The thought of Rong Jingyang eagerly marrying Ai Wei and having children with her after her death made her heart ache to the point of suffocation.
It felt as if her eight years of youth had been wasted, and her selfless devotion was nothing but a joke.