"Cristino?"
Feng Linwan was bewildered by her son's words. That... the Rothschild family patriarch—Cristino?
How did he know her daughter-in-law?
For some reason, Feng Linwan's eyelids twitched violently.
She immediately abandoned her husband and rushed to her granddaughter's room. Seeing Du Ruoxin and Dou Dou, mother and daughter, playing wildly, Feng Linwan unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
"Giggle~~~"
Rong Dou Dou's laughter echoed in the children's room.
Feng Linwan didn't go up to disturb them, she just stood outside the door, watching them play.
"Grandma." Rong Dou Dou noticed her and called out.
Feng Linwan responded with an "En" and walked in, "Grandma didn't lie to you, did she? After a nap, Mommy would be back?"
"En!" Rong Dou Dou nodded heavily, snuggling into her mommy's arms and refusing to come out.
Du Ruoxin helped her daughter put on her clothes, tie her hair, and then picked her up, "Let's go, Dou Dou must be hungry. Let's go eat."
"Okay." Rong Dou Dou replied in a milky voice.
Feng Linwan watched their retreating backs, her lips parting and closing, parting and closing. Several times she wanted to call out to Du Ruoxin to ask her about Cristino, but in the end, she held back.
Du Ruoxin, carrying her precious daughter, walked into the living room. Grace was the first to greet her, "Wow, so beautiful."
"Sister Xin, your daughter is so cute and adorable."
Grace reached out, "Dou Dou, can Auntie hold you?"
Rong Dou Dou pouted and shook her head, "No, Mommy hold."
Cristino also saw the miniature Du Ruoxin. The small person, the cute appearance, the milky voice, instantly captured his gaze.
Du Ruoxin rubbed her daughter's head and smiled at Grace, "She's shy with strangers."
"She'll let you hold her after she gets used to it."
Grace frowned in embarrassment and sighed, "What should I do? I forgot to bring her a gift."
A gift?
Cristino hadn't prepared one either.
But then, he took off his priceless ring and put it into Rong Dou Dou's hand.
Heh—
Du Ruoxin's face turned pale with fright.
Cristino, you're just a bodyguard, why are you giving a meeting gift?!
And the gift...
Rong Dou Dou looked at it, "This ring is so ugly."
It wasn't to her taste.
The little girl threw it away with great disdain.
Du Ruoxin: "!"
Daughter, do you know that the ring you threw away is worth hundreds of millions, and it's Cristino's favorite thing!
It not only has black technology, but it's also a symbol of the Rothschild family patriarch's status.
Du Ruoxin quickly picked it up and returned it to him, "Dou Dou only likes Princess Sissi and plush toys."
Cristino, don't try to groom my daughter into your successor.
She glared at him as a warning.
Then she carried her daughter to the dining room, put a small bib on her, and fed her herself.
Bite by bite, Du Ruoxin had never wished for her daughter to eat slower than at this moment.
The slower she ate, the more Du Ruoxin could look at Dou Dou.
The slower she ate, the more deeply she could engrave Dou Dou's appearance in her heart.
"Ruoxin, the early education teacher is here." Feng Linwan walked over and said.
Huh?
Du Ruoxin was dazed for a moment. Was it time to part so soon?
"Oh." She stood up belatedly, reluctantly unfastening her daughter's bib, "Dou Dou, go with Grandma..."
Rong Dou Dou hugged her tightly, "I want to be with Mommy."
Du Ruoxin shook her head, "Mommy has to go to work in a moment. Be good, okay?"
Rong Dou Dou said in a childish voice, "I have to go to work too. I'll go to work with Mommy."
Du Ruoxin: "..."
Reluctantly parting, and even more unwilling to see her daughter cry, she had no choice but to bring her daughter to the early education teacher.
After her daughter got along well with the early education teacher, Du Ruoxin quietly left.
As she walked out of the room, she was considering whether to tell her mother-in-law or just leave directly when Feng Linwan walked over.
"Ruoxin, what do you want to eat for lunch? I'll ask the kitchen to make it."
Du Ruoxin stepped forward, "Mommy, I won't be eating at home for lunch. I've made plans with friends to discuss some matters."
Forget it, I won't tell my mother-in-law. I'll leave in a moment...
I'll send a text message.
A text message goodbye won't be too sad.
Feng Linwan tried to persuade her, "What is it? We can discuss it while eating at home."
Du Ruoxin smiled and explained, "There are still some friends waiting for Grace and me."
Feng Linwan was stunned. It seemed that Ruoxin didn't want to explain her relationship with Cristino at all?
"You're leaving now? Really not staying for lunch?" she asked uncertainly again.
Du Ruoxin shook her head, "No, I really have something to do."
Mommy, please take good care of Dou Dou for me. I...
"Alright then, I won't force you to stay." Feng Linwan walked out of the small building, "Yesterday a friend gave me several boxes of organic fruit. Take a box to share with your friends."
Feng Linwan pointed at Cristino, who was standing there, "Go with him to get it."
The bodyguard standing next to Cristino quickly stepped forward, "I'll go."
Feng Linwan paused, but her face showed no abnormality. She continued, "Ruoxin, your Aunt Zhan bought you a painting at an art exhibition. She said you would like it."
"Take a look. If you don't like it, I'll return it."
Du Ruoxin: "..."
Pushed into the study by her mother-in-law, before she could recover, the door was shut with a "bang" and locked.
Du Ruoxin banged on the wooden door, "Mommy, what are you doing? Open the door."
Feng Linwan said with a solemn expression, "Ruoxin, stay here. We will protect you."
What protection? Did her mother-in-law misunderstand?
Du Ruoxin frantically banged on the wooden door, "Mommy, it's not what you think. No one is threatening me. Open the door, hurry and open the door!"
Unfortunately, the deserted corridor offered no response.
Rong Jianchen saw his wife and Du Ruoxin leave and gestured to Cristino, "Mr. Rothschild, shall we talk?"
Cristino raised an eyebrow slightly. He had been recognized?
Taking off his sunglasses, he walked calmly to the sofa.
"You know our Ruoxin?" Rong Jianchen sat opposite him and asked, "Why hasn't she mentioned you?"
Cristino hooked his lips wickedly, "What my relationship with her is, is not for you to ask."
Rong Jianchen: "——————"
This damn young man, why is he so punchable!
Cristino snapped his fingers, and a bodyguard immediately handed over the divorce agreement that had been prepared long ago.
"Sign it, and I'll take her away."
"Don't sign, and I'll kill Rong Jingyang."