If he had one, she wouldn't need to find her elder brother.
Rong Jingyang glanced at her, "Didn't I already give you the data?"
Du Ruoxin: "How can data compare to a real car?"
She wanted to drive a genuine one to find out the difference between the two.
Rong Jingyang turned his head and said to Fan Yinghao beside him, "Get Madam a car."
Fan Yinghao: "Yes."
After the meal, Du Ruoxin took a nap. When she opened her eyes again, she felt refreshed.
She walked out of the room.
Fan Yinghao was walking over from the elevator entrance, "Madam, the car has been obtained."
Du Ruoxin took the key, "Thank you."
Fan Yinghao: "Do you need someone to take you for a test drive?"
Du Ruoxin: "No, I'll drive myself."
She went to the basement, found the sedan, and stepped on the accelerator, weaving through the city roads like a sprite.
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Aitain followed Christiano carefully, not daring to get too close, nor too far, always maintaining a distance of six or seven steps.
Seeing him enter the tea room, she peeked inside a few times but didn't step forward.
The gentleman had only eaten a few bites; his stomach was definitely not full.
Changing her mind, Aitain ran back to the basement and retrieved the mung bean cakes she had made early that morning from her own car.
The gentleman liked to eat these, and she always made them for him whenever he visited India.
From a very young age, to give her grandfather face and to please the gentleman, she had silently memorized his preferences and eating habits.
Originally, this box of mung bean cakes was meant to be given to the gentleman when they parted.
Aitain carried the gift box and rushed to the tea room. In front of Christiano, she caught her breath and crouched down.
As she unwrapped them, she said, "Sir, I added a bit of rose flavor to this batch of mung bean cakes. Please try them."
Aitain handed them over.
Christiano stared at the mung bean cakes, his thoughts momentarily disoriented.
"Brother, would you like to try the food I made myself? It's super delicious~~~"
"Hmm?"
"Open your mouth, ah..."
Christiano: "—"
Did they think he was a three-year-old child? To be coaxed like this?!
Seeing her elder brother frown and look at her with suspicion, the little girl pouted and said unhappily, "If you don't like it, I'll go give it to second brother and third brother to try."
Christiano: "Come back!"
Who said he wouldn't eat it?
Opening his mouth, the little girl popped a piece of mung bean cake into his mouth. She looked at him expectantly, "How is it, is it delicious?"
Christiano chewed with his usual noble and elegant demeanor. In truth, no food held much appeal for him, but because she had made it, a hint of sweetness bloomed in his heart. "Hmm, there's improvement."
At this moment, the mung bean cakes, identical to those in his memory, were within reach, warming his heart like a cluster of flames.
Christiano subconsciously took one and savored it.
Aitain's face immediately lit up with a smile. She quickly poured him another cup of tea, "Is it alright?"
Christiano habitually nodded, "Mm."
But then, he realized the girl before him was not the one he desired, and the corners of his lips curved with bitterness.
[Christiano, don't rush! Stay calm! Rong Jingyang won't be happy for many more days!]
He secretly calmed his emotions.
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Top floor of the hotel
Fan Yinghao reported that Madam had left by car. Qin Yunxi looked at Rong Jingyang, "Hey, are you really planning to cooperate with Tata?"
Rong Jingyang retorted, "What's wrong?"
Qin Yunxi hissed, "I remember your Rong family's intelligence network isn't weak. Don't you know that Tata is controlled by the Rothschild family behind the scenes?"
Rong Jingyang said calmly, "I know."
Qin Yunxi was even more confused, "Knowing that, you still..."
Before he could finish, Rong Jingyang interrupted, "Who said I'm going to cooperate with Tata?"
Qin Yunxi's interest was piqued, "If you're not cooperating, why are you so actively engaging with Tata?"
Rong Jingyang glanced at him sideways, "My wife is happy."
Qin Yunxi: Pfft—
His heart was hit with ten thousand points of damage!
Old Yang, this stiff and unromantic man, actually knows how to show off his affection now?!