"Rong Jingyang..."
"Are you... treating me like a fool?"
"Are you... thinking that by finding a few women and a few so-called experts to convince me... to brainwash me... over time... I will accept Ai Wei?"
"Are you...
"Do you have a PUA plan meticulously designed for me?"
"First, make me unable to leave you... then brainwash me... then make me inferior and lacking in confidence, begging to stay by your side?"
"Just like Ai Wei was kneeling and begging her just now?"
"Just like those noblewomen whose sharp edges have long been worn away, becoming pitiful and compassionate, their eyes full of calculations and considerations of wealth and status?"
"Rong Jingyang..."
"Do you want to... emotionally manipulate me?"
"Do you want me... to become a machine for bearing children for the Rong family?"
All the past frictions, big and small, now clearly surfaced in Du Ruoxin's mind, one by one, incident by incident.
They were about to drown her.
They were about to suffocate her.
No wonder every time they argued, Rong Jingyang would always get angry and tell her to listen and be good.
If she listened and was good, she wouldn't resist, and her sharp edges would gradually be worn away, conforming to his will?
"Rong Jingyang..."
Those unbearable past events surged into her heart, occupying Du Ruoxin's entire mind.
No!
She didn't want to be such a pathetic and pitiful woman!
She wanted—
"Miss? Miss?"
Just as Du Ruoxin held her breath, wanting to find someone to vent on, calls reached her ears.
Trevor had been following Du Ruoxin since morning. He was the one who drove Rong Doudou to kindergarten, the one who drove Du Ruoxin to the hair salon for styling, and the one who drove Du Ruoxin to the hotel.
However, after Du Ruoxin entered the salon, he didn't follow her in but stood at the entrance.
Trevor witnessed the entire process of Ai Wei provoking Du Ruoxin and saw the despair written on Du Ruoxin's face.
Tsk tsk, he had to admit, she was truly ruthless!
Every word Ai Wei spoke was like a knife, stabbing fiercely into Du Ruoxin's heart.
Du Ruoxin was in a daze.
He called her several times without her hearing him. Helpless, Trevor had to grab her and shake her, asking, "Miss? Are you alright?"
Huh?
Du Ruoxin's vision was blurry, and she couldn't see clearly who it was.
She raised her hand to wipe her eyes, and only then did she see it was Trevor, "I..."
What was she doing?
Where was this... Why was it the parking lot?
How did she get from upstairs to the parking lot? Her mind had been blank just now, she had no memory of it.
"You look very unwell, what happened?" Trevor asked, pretending to know nothing.
Du Ruoxin's red lips were tightly pursed: "—"
She remained silent.
Turning around, she vaguely got into the car.
Leaning against the car window, Du Ruoxin hugged her legs and curled into a ball, like a conch retracting into its hard shell, placing herself in a safe place, refusing communication, and refusing contact with the outside world.
Such vulnerability and loneliness were heartbreaking.
Trevor: "..."
Should he signal the master?
"To the orthopedic hospital."
Du Ruoxin murmured softly.
What Ai Wei said... was too realistic... she couldn't find any clues or words to refute it.
But she wasn't someone who would be led by the nose by a few words.
So she had to go and get proof.
If she was going to die—
Then let her die completely once, die with clarity!
Trevor quickly withdrew his thoughts, closed the door, "Yes."
He quickly went around the front of the car, got into the driver's seat, and with renewed vigor, slammed on the accelerator.
"Whoosh—"
The luxury car sped towards the hospital at a speed resembling a bullet.