Du Ruoxin asked curiously, "Why not a younger brother?"
She had only agreed to have three children with Rong Jingyang, and would seal her womb after the third. What if the first two were daughters, and the third was also a daughter?
Wouldn't the next successor of the Rong family be a woman?
Although the new era advocated for gender equality, in a true affluent family like the Rong family, how could complete equality truly be achieved?
Family inheritance was mostly passed down to males.
Cough, cough, her thoughts had wandered a bit.
Rong Doudou said in a milky voice, "I like younger sisters. Mommy, you should have a sister as pretty as me, so I can give all my things to my sister."
Du Ruoxin smiled and agreed, "Okay, let's have a sister."
It was rare for her daughter to be so generous; it would be a disservice to her not to have a sister.
But—
The matter of having a boy or a girl didn't seem to be up to her, did it?
During their conversation, the family of three got into the car.
Rong Doudou was sleepy and rubbed her eyes, "Mommy, hug me."
She snuggled into her mother's embrace.
"Sleep," Du Ruoxin held her daughter, gently patting her back and humming a lullaby.
Rong Doudou was almost asleep when she suddenly sat up, "Mommy, tell me a story."
Listening to a story before bed had become a habit for the little girl.
Every day Mommy would tell her one, and when Mommy wasn't around, Grandma would tell her one.
Du Ruoxin was about to say "Okay," her words already at her throat, when she changed tack, "How about Daddy tells you? Mommy is a bit tired."
Rong Doudou: "Mhm."
Rong Dàye, who had been named, was stunned—what story?
Du Ruoxin's eyes conveyed: You can make anything up.
Rong Jingyang: ...
Fine, don't blame him if she didn't like the made-up story.
The man cleared his throat, his magnetic voice echoing in the car, "Once upon a time, there was a little match girl..."
He casually told a few Andersen fairy tales, and soon, the steady breaths of a large and a small person filled the air.
Were they both asleep?
Rong Jingyang turned to look at his wife and daughter.
They were sleeping soundly.
The man's lips curved into a devastatingly handsome smile.
He carefully moved his daughter to the specially modified child safety seat and fastened her seatbelt. Then, he adjusted Du Ruoxin into a more comfortable sleeping position.
He raised his hand and gently caressed her face, thinking to himself, "Du Ruoxin, I've sent Ai Wei away. Will you never argue with me again?"
"Du Ruoxin, don't do any more dirty things. Be my Rong太太 properly, do you hear me?"
He hoped his wife would always retain her childlike innocence and not be consumed by hatred.
Rong Jingyang rolled his Adam's apple, some thoughts almost escaping his lips.
But the woman was asleep; who could he speak them to?
"Screech—"
An untimely vibration sounded. Rong Jingyang took out his phone, saw it was his assistant Su Yuanlin calling, and swiped to answer.
"Sir, something has happened!"
The assistant's anxious voice came through the phone.
Rong Jingyang: ...
After listening to the assistant's report, his expression turned grim, and he said in a very low tone, "Xuan Yao, pull over. Slowly, don't wake them up."
Lin Xuan Yao: "Yes."
He smoothly slowed down and stopped by the roadside.
Rong Jingyang gently opened the car door.
Lin Xuan Yao quickly got out and came to the back seat, supporting Rong Jingyang, "Sir."
The two of them got into Mu Li's SUV, which was following behind.
Mu Li then instructed another subordinate to continue driving the sedan towards Yunhu International.
Du Ruoxin and Rong Doudou were completely undisturbed; they slept soundly and sweetly.
On the quiet asphalt road, two cars, one moving forward and one backward, seemed to mirror their lives, drifting further and further apart from this moment on.
The bodyguard drove the luxury car at a moderate speed, maintaining between 60-80 km/h.
After driving for an unknown amount of time, suddenly, a loud horn blast pierced the sky.
"Beep beep beep beep beep beep—"
At an intersection, a large truck roared past.
Fortunately, the bodyguard braked quickly and swerved sharply. Otherwise, being hit by a truck traveling at over 100 km/h would have been fatal!
"Ah—"
Du Ruoxin, not wearing a seatbelt, was thrown forward, hitting the back of the driver's seat hard.
It hurt so much!
She woke up instantly.
Touching her dazed head, Du Ruoxin's heart gave a jolt—Doudou!
Rong Doudou was sitting safely in her seat. Because the noise had been so piercing, she had only shifted uncomfortably and continued to sleep soundly.
"Madam, are you alright?" the bodyguard asked.
Du Ruoxin hissed, "I'm fine."
Wait, was something missing?
Where was Rong Jingyang?
Where was he?
Du Ruoxin pushed herself up, leaning on the seat, "Where is Mr. Rong?"
The bodyguard replied, "The boss had something to attend to and left. He asked me to take you home."
Du Ruoxin: What was so important? Why the rush?
"Hiss—"
The pain in her knee made her cry out again. Something had bumped her just now, causing great pain.
Du Ruoxin reached out to retrieve it.
A phone?
Whose was it?
Why was it in Rong Jingyang's car?
She lit up the screen and casually swiped.
Since the phone had no password, fingerprint, or facial recognition lock, Du Ruoxin opened it with a single swipe.
But the next second, she wished she had never opened it at all!