Du Ruoxin: "..."
What kind of talk was that?
Seeing her father's demeanor, ready to beat someone up and beat them to death, she couldn't help but laugh and cry.
Although...
Rong Jingyang was a scumbag, his approach to marriage and relationships was utterly idiotic, but he was still the man she had deeply loved. He was also Doudou's, and her unborn child's father. If they were to part ways, they were to part ways. She didn't want to make things difficult for him.
Du Ruoxin forced a smile. "Daddy, he and I had an amicable breakup. There was no third party. Please let him go."
Francis didn't believe it. His daughter was such a strong, resilient woman. If Rong Jingyang hadn't done something that broke her heart, why would Ruoxin have divorced him?
There was no reason, no rhyme, he just felt that Rong Jingyang had let his daughter down.
He deserved to be beaten ten times a day!
Otherwise, it wouldn't be enough to vent his anger.
He had taken his daughter for so many years, and he hadn't even been able to see his precious grandson. No, all these grievances added up, and they all had to be counted against Rong Jingyang!
At least twenty beatings a day!
Du Ruoxin: "..."
Seeing her father's facial muscles twitching, she knew he was overthinking again.
Du Ruoxin had no choice but to patiently explain, "It's true. Rong Jingyang and I are incompatible. He's too taciturn, too boring."
"He doesn't say nice things to coax me, nor does he understand my needs. He's like a block of wood."
"I can't live with him."
The more Du Ruoxin complained, the more disdain she felt. "Daddy, you don't want me to live with a machine for the rest of my life, do you? How boring and miserable would that be?"
"Instead of wasting my youth struggling, wouldn't it be better to be free sooner and live the carefree life I want?"
Francis's gaze, like that of a leopard, was fixed on his daughter's face. If he had seen even a trace of insincerity or concealment in Du Ruoxin's expression or eyes, he would have immediately ordered someone to drag Rong Jingyang out and beat him severely.
But—
Du Ruoxin spoke so sincerely, with such an indifferent expression, such a detached air after seeing through worldly affairs.
He was almost convinced.
Francis frowned. "What you're saying is not wrong."
His daughter's words seemed to make sense, so should he let Rong Jingyang off the hook?
No!
Not even a thought!
Rong Jingyang didn't give his daughter a happy and perfect marriage, so he deserved to be beaten!
No matter what, he deserved to be beaten!
That's right!
If he wasn't beaten a few times, he really wouldn't be able to calm his anger!
Francis had secretly decided to go and beat up Rong Jingyang later, to the point where he would be hospitalized for half a month!
"Daddy~~~" Du Ruoxin saw that her father's anger had not lessened at all and was still escalating. She could only hook her arm around his and say coquettishly, "For Doudou's sake, please let Rong Jingyang go, okay?"
"Even if he has a thousand faults and ten thousand faults, without his genes, where would you get such a well-behaved and lovable granddaughter like Doudou?"
"Besides, my eldest brother has already broken his leg..."
"The Rong family didn't trouble my eldest brother."
Francis couldn't withstand his daughter's barrage of sweet talk, and the anger in his heart subsided by more than half. When he heard that his son had crippled Rong Jingyang, he couldn't help but clap his hands in approval.
But he put on an expression of disbelief. "What? Cristiano crippled Rong Jingyang?"
Du Ruoxin was exasperated by her father's attempt to smile while trying hard not to laugh. "Daddy!"
Francis: Pfft—
His daughter's soft scolding almost made him break down.
Hahahaha.
No, he couldn't hold it in any longer.
He wanted to see what kind of pathetic state Rong Jingyang was in!
"Hehe, since you're not feeling well, get plenty of rest. Call me if anything comes up."
After bidding farewell to his daughter, Francis, with a cold expression, went to the room where Rong Jingyang was being held.
Hot!
So hot!
The room was at least forty degrees Celsius, like a steamer. The moment Francis stepped in, his stern expression almost couldn't hold, and he wanted to turn and run out.
But in the end, he held on!
Seeing this, the butler quickly turned on the central air conditioning and opened the windows to let in some air.
Rong Jingyang had been steamed for several hours, covered in sweat, his clothes soaked through, looking as if he had been exposed to the sun all afternoon.
His lips were cracked, his face was pale, and his mind was hazy.
But as soon as he saw Francis arrive, he immediately perked up and greeted him with his best demeanor. "Your Grace."
Francis looked at the young man sitting in a wheelchair, inconvenient in his movements and looking disheveled, his face darkening again and again. "You are Rong Jingyang?"
He looked presentable and had a certain presence, which was no wonder he had captivated his daughter.
"Yes," Rong Jingyang nodded and said, "We had originally planned with Ruoxin to visit you in Europe with the whole family in a couple of days. However, a misunderstanding occurred between her and me, and she returned first."