Cristino J. Rothschild, the patriarch of the world's most mysterious and wealthiest family, and the next heir. Du Ruoxin knew him all too well.
He had designs on her but lacked the courage.
Even by staying by his side, even as his caged bird, he would not force her, nor would he bear to see her shed tears.
Du Ruoxin knew, she had always known, that the man who loved her most in this world was Cristino.
But…
A breeze swept by, scattering the woman's thoughts.
Du Ruoxin shook her head, hands in her pockets, and walked inside.
After a bath and makeup to conceal the fatigue and haggardness on her face, she carefully selected an elegant and noble outfit to wear.
Even if she were to lose, she would lose with dignity!
Du Ruoxin woke her daughter, dressed her in a beautiful princess dress, and after the mother and daughter had breakfast together, she took her daughter to kindergarten. Only when the little girl skipped away and disappeared around the corner did she take out her phone and send Rong Cheng a message:
"Address, time."
Rong Cheng called back soon, "Madam, has Doudou started school?"
Du Ruoxin nodded, "Yes. Send me the event address and time."
Rong Cheng: "Jinjiang Hotel, ten o'clock."
Du Ruoxin: "I will be there on time."
Rong Cheng: "Okay."
After hanging up, he stared at his phone screen, wondering what Cristino was up to…
He felt a bit apprehensive and uneasy.
To avoid being exposed, and to keep himself out of trouble if something happened, Rong Cheng had called Rong Jingyang after parting ways with Du Ruoxin last night.
He reported Du Ruoxin's idea of establishing a charity company, as well as the registration of the company, selection of the address, recruitment, and many other relevant matters.
He also mentioned that Du Ruoxin seemed to have something on her mind and was not in a good mood.
Rong Jingyang replied with a few indifferent words, "Let her calm down."
Rong Cheng: "..."
Indeed, was it because he didn't love her that he would say such cold-blooded words?
Rong Jingyang was extremely considerate of Ai Wei, not willing to let Ai Wei suffer any grievance. But towards his wife—Du Ruoxin—he repeatedly handled things with such cold indifference.
The human heart is made of flesh; when it is chilled repeatedly, it will truly turn cold.
Since he didn't love her, he should let go.
Rong Cheng said with a heavy heart, "Sir, there's a charity event at Jinjiang Hotel tomorrow, would you like Madam to go and relax?"
Rong Jingyang was silent for a moment, "That would be good." He paused, "I probably won't be back for a few days. Find a way to keep her busy, don't let her be idle."
If she wasn't idle, she wouldn't overthink.
His wife was good in every way, except for this rather serious habit of overthinking.
She thought of bad things instead of good ones!
Rong Jingyang often found himself in a state of bewilderment, and she would become furious, exasperated, and burst into tears.
It was a headache to even think about it.
Rong Cheng, having gotten the answer he wanted, breathed a heavy sigh of relief, "Yes."
Thus, no matter what Cristino intended to do, even if he took Du Ruoxin and disappeared, the ensuing fire would not burn him.
Rong Cheng stared at his phone, lost in thought for a moment.
The show was about to begin…
He was truly looking forward to it!
Would Cristino directly take Du Ruoxin away? Would he help her and Rong Jingyang successfully divorce?
Although Du Ruoxin had never liked him, and he didn't know if she liked him, as long as Du Ruoxin could be happy, could escape her agonizing marriage, he would also be pleased.
Putting his phone in his pocket, Rong Cheng drove around the vicinity for a while, and when the time was almost up, he entered the hotel.