Du Ruoxin: "————"
Enough is enough, Rong Jingyang, you've told me to get lost twice now.
Even the best-tempered people have their limits!
Du Ruoxin pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and said, "I won't argue with you. You won't be able to chase me away."
Then, she forcefully shoved the walking stick into the man's hand, slung his other arm over her shoulder, and commanded, "Get up!"
She stubbornly refused to leave, intending to infuriate him.
Rong Jingyang: "..."
The woman's assertiveness and thick skin brought a brief moment of quiet between them.
Neither of them argued further or spoke harsh words.
Finally, with Du Ruoxin's utmost effort in supporting him, Rong Jingyang was successfully guided into the bathtub.
"Clang—"
But with a loss of balance, she was pinned beneath him.
"Ah!"
Du Ruoxin fell into the bathtub, soaking wet. Even more critically, he almost crushed her into a flat piece of metal.
Rong Jingyang, holding onto the edge, shifted his body.
Du Ruoxin painstakingly moved herself away, leaning to the side, "Hiss—"
It hurt, it hurt so much.
She trembled uncontrollably, her face in so much pain it felt like it could tie itself in knots.
Rong Jingyang glanced at her coldly, pulled her closer, and said in a stiff tone, "Where did you hit?"
Du Ruoxin, her teeth chattering from the pain, still shook her head, "No, no—"
A woman who says one thing and means another!
The man directly pressed the back of her neck, and a possessive, lingering kiss landed on her lips.
Du Ruoxin: "!"
After being consumed by his passionate kiss, the pain miraculously vanished. However, there was the matter of...
Just as the woman worried about whether things might escalate, Rong Jingyang pushed her away, his tone icy, "Bathe me."
Du Ruoxin: "..."
Men and women should not touch each other, it's too easy for things to happen... it's not suitable for children!
"Massage," the man pointed to his legs.
Du Ruoxin's face immediately flushed to the roots of her neck. She had strayed into inappropriate thoughts. Ptooey, ptooey, Rong Jingyang couldn't move. He just wanted her to give him rehabilitation massages. She—
Her thoughts had become vulgar!
Besides, Rong Jingyang's legs were crippled; could he even... perform?
Taking a breath of relief, Du Ruoxin slowly crouched down and picked up his leg, "How should I press?"
Rong Jingyang didn't answer her, only giving her a sharp look.
Du Ruoxin immediately shut her mouth. Fine, Master Rong was severely injured and had a bad temper. It seemed his personality had changed drastically after the trauma.
She muttered to herself, "If my technique isn't good, don't you dare complain."
Du Ruoxin placed Rong Jingyang's legs on her own lap and began to massage. However, when her hands touched the various scars on his legs, the hideous marks stung her eyes.
Instantly, the scene the attendant had shown her, of Rong Jingyang lying in a pool of blood, covered in wounds, flashed through her mind.
Big brother...
They really wanted to kill Rong Jingyang.
If it hadn't been for her phone call, Rong Jingyang would probably be dead by now.
Before coming, Du Ruoxin had intended to scold him, to call him despicable, to accuse him of using underhanded tactics, and to discuss the divorce. But at this moment, all her accusations were stuck in her throat.
"Rong Jingyang..."
I will take care of you until you are healed.
—
Grace was dragged into another presidential suite by Qin Yunxi.
Originally, Qin Yunxi was supposed to share a suite with Rong Jingyang, but since the couple had reunited after a long separation, he didn't want to be a third wheel.
If the commotion was too great, he would be in an awkward position.
"Qin Yunxi, let go of me!"
"Ah!"
Grace suddenly felt a dizzying spin and was thrown onto the sofa by the man.
He leaned over her, his broad, sturdy body pressing heavily on Grace, "Little girl, you've got some nerve, splashing me?"
Grace found it difficult to breathe under the pressure, "Cough, cough, cough!"
She raised her leg, preparing to deliver a crippling blow to the man, but Qin Yunxi had anticipated it. He pinned her hands and feet tightly, rendering her completely immobile.
"Qin Yunxi!"
"You're sick!"
Grace was furious, her eyes wide as she cursed, "Bullying a woman, what kind of skill is that!"
"Heh—" Qin Yunxi sneered, "Clearly, you were the one who provoked me first."
He pinched her chin and said wickedly, "Are you only allowed to splash me, but I'm not allowed to retaliate in kind?"
"Woman, I am not a kind and gentle person, nor do I believe that good men don't fight with women."
In his dictionary, grudges must be repaid, and kindness must be returned, regardless of gender or age.
Qin Yunxi never considered himself a good person; in fact, when he was bad, even terrorists would tremble.
"Tell me, how should I punish you?"
The man's sinister voice echoed in Grace's ears, and she couldn't help but shiver.
Qin Yunxi's fingertips slid along her jawline to her cheeks, then to her eyes, nose, and lips, "A pity, you're too ugly, I can't bring myself to kiss you."
Grace: Pfft—
You're the ugly one! Your whole family is ugly!
Although she wasn't devastatingly beautiful, nor did she possess a rare beauty that would make men fall head over heels at first sight, she wasn't exactly ugly!
And so ugly he couldn't bring himself to kiss her?
Qin Yunxi, are you blind!
She was clearly pretty, of average attractiveness, and with a little effort in dressing up, she could be considered beautiful!
Grace smacked her lips, wanting to argue about her appearance, but she felt that a man like Qin Yunxi was worldly and disgusting, and she couldn't be bothered to waste her breath on him.
She roared, "You are also the ugliest, most scummy, most rotten man I have ever met, without exception!"
Qin Yunxi: "?"
It was the first time someone had dared to criticize his flawless and impeccable handsome face. He paused for a moment, then a wicked smile spread across his face, "Saying the opposite of what you mean?"
He pinched her cheeks, forcing her to look at him directly, "Take a good look at how handsome I am."
Grace choked, almost having a heart attack from this arrogant man.
"Shameless!" she closed her eyes.
Qin Yunxi: "Hiss—"
He frowned slightly. Just as he was considering how to deal with this ugly woman, his gaze inadvertently fell upon a large, red rash on Grace's neck.
"Do you have a skin condition?"
Qin Yunxi said with disdain.
Grace gritted her teeth, her facial muscles twitching, "Yes, hives! It's contagious!"
Qin Yunxi: "—"
Hives are an allergic disease. They can be hereditary, but they are definitely not contagious.
Don't think I'm ignorant about medicine, okay?
Qin Yunxi scoffed, "This illness is a bit difficult to treat."
He touched her rash, "Does it itch? Want me to scratch it for you?"
Grace: Damn it, you're holding my hands so tightly, how can I scratch it?
"Ah, I know, I'll punish you by not allowing you to scratch." Qin Yunxi said gleefully, "Itchy until you're baring your teeth, scratching your heart out, you're not allowed to scratch even if you die from itching."
Pfft—
Grace spat out her breath in one go.
Qin Yunxi, are you even a man, huh?!
Aren't you a pervert!
Grace's mouth twitched and her eyes twitched along with it, "You're crazy!"
"Hahahaha." Qin Yunxi, however, laughed in a way that invited a beating, as if he were incredibly wise and powerful. His laughter was melodious and prolonged.
Grace was stunned by the man's shameless expression, and she did the most irrational thing in her life.
"Ptooey—"
She spat a mouthful of saliva onto Qin Yunxi's face.