Slick!
Master Qin, who considered his affectionate confession to be full of tenderness, instead provoked a strong backlash from the woman.
She stomped on his foot.
"Hiss—"
Qin Yunxi winced in pain, crying out. What a heartless woman!
Grace seized the opportunity to withdraw her hand, muttering "What a character" under her breath. This man was truly...
Did he need to be beaten to be sensible?
"Ah!"
Suddenly, Grace seemed to recall something, standing up in shock and anxiety.
"What's wrong?" Qin Yunxi asked.
Grace looked troubled. "Um, the matter isn't finished yet."
Her work still had a little bit left. Was it too unprofessional to just leave like this?
This was the first time Grace had acted so recklessly without considering the consequences.
"Don't worry," Qin Yunxi said, pulling out a laptop from behind him. "Here, use this for your video conference."
This would not delay the construction progress, nor would it delay their trip to Europe.
—
Several hours later, a mysterious person appeared at the FBI. The officers obediently opened the door and respectfully watched Rong Jingyang leave.
Sweat had broken out on their brows from fear.
Fortunately, they hadn't resorted to vigilantism just now, or they would have been dead!
The mysterious person escorted Rong Jingyang out of the FBI and then took him to a private airport.
"Mr. Rong, our boss prepared this for you," the mysterious person said.
Rong Jingyang nodded. "Thank you."
Boarding the plane, the group flew directly to Hamburg.
"Zzzzz—"
Rong Jingyang's phone vibrated. Seeing that it was his mother calling, he slid to answer.
"Son, where are you? Have you arrived in Hamburg yet?"
"Hurry, hurry, I have good news for you. Ruoxin is pregnant, you're going to be a dad again."
Rong Jingyang: "..."
Pregnant?
The man's dark pupils flickered. Suddenly, the corners of his lips curved slightly. "Yes, I'm on the plane."
Feng Linwan's excited voice was tinged with worry. "But Ruoxin seems to be avoiding me, she won't see me alone. What did you do to her?"
Rong Jingyang: ...He wanted to know that too.
After waiting for a few seconds and receiving no answer, Feng Linwan became a little impatient. "Say something!"
Rong Jingyang leaned back in his seat, his voice low and hoarse, his forehead etched with confusion. "I don't know."
Du Ruoxin had inexplicably thrown a tantrum, inexplicably announced their divorce. He had no idea what she was thinking.
It felt like...
She was a girl who never grew up, always playing the "cutting off ties" game!
Alas!
When would she ever mature?
Rong Jingyang scratched his head.
Feng Linwan: "————"
What kind of nonsense was that?
How could you not know what was going on with your wife?
Feng Linwan's lips moved, wanting to scold her son for being an idiot, for being such a mess, but the words caught in her throat, and she swallowed them back.
He was her own son, and she understood him.
Rong Jingyang had been a straightforward man since childhood, completely unaware of the subtle and sensitive thoughts of young girls.
She remembered when he was in second grade, a female classmate called him. He was reading at the time, and the classmate asked him if he liked flying kites. He directly replied, "Don't talk to me, you're disturbing my reading."
The female classmate never spoke to him again.
Alas!
Could such a man, devoid of any romantic sensibility, be expected to become a friend to women?
Feng Linwan sighed with some helplessness. "Women, you know, they like to overthink things, especially pregnant women. Not only are their thoughts extreme, they're irritable and prone to anger, and they're especially petty and prone to crying."
"The slightest thing can set them off, and they'll have a huge argument with you without any warning."
"Son, have you heard of prenatal depression?"
Rong Jingyang nodded and said seriously, "Yes, I've heard of it."
The first time Du Ruoxin was pregnant, his mother had bought him relevant books to read.
Although he rarely practiced, he had the theoretical knowledge.
"Pregnancy causes hormonal imbalances and loss of emotional control," Rong Jingyang said.
Mild depression manifested as low mood and a pessimistic outlook on things; severe depression manifested as irritability, sensitivity, and even suicidal tendencies.
"It's good that you know," Feng Linwan said with relief. "Just coax Ruoxin properly, be sincere, and there's no conflict that can't be resolved."
Rong Jingyang: "Okay."