Hearing the tone, did she agree?
Rong Jingyang responded, "Okay."
As long as Ai Wei did not pursue Du Ruoxin's responsibility, and as long as Ai Wei was willing to go abroad and not be in the same place as Du Ruoxin, nor have any contact with her, his life would not be a mess.
His marriage would also not develop cracks.
He would also be worthy of the friendship he owed Ai Wei over the years.
Rong Jingyang believed that this arrangement was the best way to handle the three of them, but he didn't know that it would become the last straw that would crush Du Ruoxin.
After leaving the hospital, he went to the vicinity of his alma mater and packed several dishes from the Chinese restaurant that all his classmates frequented, bringing them to Ai Wei's ward.
"You're here, that fast?" Ai Wei asked with a smile.
Rong Jingyang sat in a wheelchair, while Lin Xuanyao and Rong Cheng carried the food, the three of them appearing in the ward together.
Lin Xuanyao helped Ai Wei set up the bedside table and arranged the food. Very tactfully, he turned and left.
Rong Cheng: "..."
What happened to Ai Wei? She looked seriously injured?
Seeing that Lin Xuanyao had already left the ward, he couldn't stay much longer.
He disappeared quickly.
Closing the door, Rong Cheng looked at Lin Xuanyao with a pair of puzzled eyes.
Lin Xuanyao, carrying the food, led him to the stairwell.
While taking out a bento box, he explained concisely, "Madam had someone injure Ai Wei, and Master is currently quarreling with Madam."
Rong Cheng was even more surprised, "Why?"
Lin Xuanyao: "Mu Li investigated it."
Rong Cheng: ...So, it's not fake?
For some reason, Rong Cheng's first thought was that Cristiano was up to something.
But he suppressed this doubt in his heart and did not speak it aloud. He only said, "Madam will be sad if Master does this."
Alas!
They quarreled every time because of Ai Wei, yet Master...
Perhaps, because he didn't love her, he didn't care?
Lin Xuanyao shrugged. Did he not understand that Madam would be sad? But could he persuade them in this matter?
He was clumsy with words and didn't know how to speak. The best way was to remain silent.
Ward
Ai Wei looked at Rong Jingyang with a pair of sparkling eyes, a stark contrast to her haggard appearance in the morning. "Have you eaten?"
Rong Jingyang shook his head, "No."
Ai Wei handed him chopsticks, "Together?"
The two had a pleasant lunch. After they finished eating, Ai Wei composed herself and said sternly, "A Jing, if I don't accept your suggestion, will you break off relations with me?"
Rong Jingyang: "—"
What, she disagreed?
The man's expression immediately became extremely serious.
Ai Wei chuckled, "I'm teasing you, look how nervous you are."
Rong Jingyang: This isn't funny.
Ai Wei continued, "What should I do? I don't want to leave E City, but I even less want to reach the point of cutting ties with you."
Rong Jingyang frowned and remained silent.
Ai Wei caught his silence and sighed softly, "Alright, I accept your suggestion. I'll go abroad to see and travel."
"But..."
Ai Wei looked directly at the stern-faced man, her eyes gradually misting over, "Can you not block me?"
Rong Jingyang looked away, took a few steps back, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't you have Xuanyao, Rong Cheng, and Ying Hao's phone numbers? You can find me anytime."
But I—
Cannot find you directly.
Is that so?
Ai Wei was hurt by his words, and her throat suddenly choked up.
The air suddenly became sad, as if parting, bringing tears to one's eyes.
Rong Jingyang left with the words, "Rest well, let me know when you've decided when to leave, and I'll make arrangements for you," and turned to leave without any emotion.
"Wait!"
Ai Wei called out to him.