The Duke and Duchess were out. When Rong Jingyang arrived at the Rothschild residence, he was received by the butler.
The butler did not have a pleasant expression.
Thinking that this man before him had treated his young lady poorly, hurt her heart, and caused her pain, he was arrogant—
Huh? Why was Rong Jingyang in a wheelchair?
Was he disabled?
Damn it!
His legs were crippled, and he was still so detestable! He still dared to bully the young lady and make her cry!
Did he not know how to write the word "death"?
The butler looked at Rong Jingyang as if he were an irreconcilable mortal enemy, wishing he could carve several holes in Rong Jingyang and cut him into a thousand pieces.
Rong Jingyang: "—"
What feud, what grudge?
Even though he felt the butler's terrifying gaze, which seemed to want to skin him alive and dismember him, he still held his head high and chest out, showing no fear.
He had made all preparations before coming.
No matter what kind of hostile attitude the Rothschild family showed, he would take Du Ruoxin away.
"Creak—"
The butler opened the door and pointed inside, "Mr. Rong, the Duke wants you to wait here."
If it weren't for his excellent professional demeanor, which prevented him from resorting to shrewish scolding and spewing vulgarities, even dogs would be afraid of his foul language!
Rong Jingyang glanced into the room. It was an ordinary reception room.
But the familiar scene instantly reminded him of how, over a year ago, Christino had used the same method, locking him in a room...
Shaking his head, Rong Jingyang pulled his thoughts back. He moved into the room in his wheelchair and asked, "When will the Duke be back?"
The butler did not answer, coldly closing and locking the door.
Let him wait!
Once he entered the Rothschild family, it would be strange if the young masters didn't tear him apart alive!
"Watch him closely."
The butler commanded with a fierce, ferocious look.
If anyone dared to act out or barge in, the guns have no eyes. If they were injured or crippled, no one could be blamed for the accident.
This was a special instruction from the Duke to the butler to entertain Rong Jingyang well before he left!
Although he didn't explicitly state how to entertain him, the butler had followed the Duke for decades and knew his master's personality well.
Hmph, hmph, hmph—
As soon as Lin Xuanyao entered the room, he inspected every corner. He found that all the windows were locked and could not be opened.
He also discovered that the central air conditioning above had been turned off.
He frowned and joked, "Does the Duke want to bake us to death in here?"
Dying from heat was better than eating bullets.
It seemed that the old man of the Rothschild family was more humane than Christino.
Rong Jingyang ignored Lin Xuanyao's grumbling and took out his phone.
The signal was still there; it wasn't blocked.
He scrolled to his mother's number and pressed the call button.
"Jingyang, have you arrived?" Feng Linwan's worried voice came from the other end of the signal.
Rong Jingyang replied, "Mm, Mommy, where are you?"
Feng Linwan: "Francis's manor. I'm in this garden, chatting with their maid. Where are you?"
Rong Jingyang, hearing that his father and mother were not imprisoned or mistreated, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "I have some other things to attend to. I'll contact you later."
Feng Linwan asked, puzzled, "What else do you need to do? Ruoxin took Doudou out, and they haven't returned yet. I don't know where the mother and daughter and Christino have gone. Why don't you go find Ruoxin?"
Rong Jingyang: "Okay."
After hanging up, he immediately called Qin Yunxi.
"Where is Christino?"
Rong Jingyang asked directly.
Qin Yunxi: "You've arrived?"
Rong Jingyang: "Mm."
Qin Yunxi: "I'm at the hotel, room 9999."
Rong Jingyang: "I might not be able to see you."
Qin Yunxi: "..."
Rong Jingyang listened to the silence on the other end of the phone and asked again, "Any news?"
Qin Yunxi slightly curved her lips, a playful glint in her eyes. "Let's make a bet. Guess if Ruoxin will accept Christino's proposal?"