Rong Jingyang opened his eyes, his sharp gaze locking onto the woman's feigned composure. "You deliberately drove the car into the river."
Did he guess?
How did he guess?
Was her acting that bad?
No, she absolutely couldn't admit to something like this!
Du Ruoxin put on a serious expression. "How could that be? Am I that foolish to deliberately get myself all injured?"
Rong Jingyang didn't respond to her, but his expression clearly conveyed – yes, that's right, you are.
Du Ruoxin: "—"
She felt so dejected at being looked down upon!
"Alright, I admit I'm foolish," Du Ruoxin said generously. "It's because I fell in love with you."
"Dear Mr. Rong, for you, I can risk my life."
After confessing, she couldn't help but hug his head and kiss him fiercely.
A passionate, epic kiss, initiated by her but not to be ended by her, ignited within the car.
It wasn't until the sedan arrived at the hotel's underground parking lot that Rong Jingyang ended the long and lingering kiss.
"No more foolish things!"
The man commanded forcefully.
Du Ruoxin lay in his arms, her strength completely drained. "Okay."
"No hurting yourself!"
"Okay."
"No joking with your safety!"
"Okay."
"No..."
Du Ruoxin covered his mouth, finishing his sentence for him. "Mr. Rong, no not loving me."
Rong Jingyang: "..."
Love?
Their eyes met, and the burning gazes between them nakedly expressed desire.
Her eyes held no hidden fervent love for him, but he—
Rong Jingyang lowered his gaze.
Inside the car, time seemed to freeze, or perhaps it was a slow-motion scene that stirred a restless longing.
Did he not love her?
Or did he not love her at all?
Du Ruoxin felt her breath catch.
But then, she felt Rong Jingyang grasp her hand, holding it tightly in his palm, placing it over his chest.
"I want it," the man's voice was magnetic and hoarse. "Then you have to catch it."
Yes, yes, yes, she would catch it, she would definitely catch it properly!
Du Ruoxin now wished she could burrow into Rong Jingyang's heart, embrace it fiercely, and leave her unique mark.
"No matter if it's good or bad."
Rong Jingyang hooked his finger under her chin, his gaze veiled with mystery in the dim car.
"Du Ruoxin, if you can catch it, it's yours."
How could she not catch it?
Although she wasn't a strongwoman, holding her husband's heart, let alone one, even ten thousand hearts, would be no problem.
Du Ruoxin squeezed his heart and vowed, "It's mine, all mine, inside and out. Both you and your heart are mine."
In the past, she had let bygones be bygones.
But from now on, she wanted all of him.
[Rong Jingyang, you can't wander off anymore, you can't fall for other women.]
[Otherwise, I'll go crazy.]
Not just her, but she would drag everyone else into her madness.
"Mm," the man hummed softly, a form of assent.
He withdrew his gaze and opened the door. "Let's go. Aren't you hungry?"
As soon as Lin Xuanyao parked the car, he quickly slipped away. He didn't want to be a third wheel!
It would be fatal!
Several meters away from the luxury car, he stood with his back to it, leaning against the wall.
Only when he heard the car door open did Lin Xuanyao rush over, take a wheelchair from the trunk, and help Rong Jingyang into it.
Back in the room.
Du Ruoxin and Rong Jingyang showered and changed into their pajamas. As they emerged refreshed, the food had also arrived.
The dining table was set romantically, with candlelight, roses, and red wine.
Du Ruoxin's smile widened. "Wow, a candlelight dinner."
She looked at the man with eyes full of affection and said, "Husband, is this considered our first date?"