Du Ruoxin flashed a perfect smile at her elder brother, "Brother, don't worry, no one can make me suffer."
"It's nothing, it's nothing, I just want to experience another kind of life."
Cristiano glanced meaningfully at Rong Jingyang, his sharp blue eyes seeming to bore holes into Rong Jingyang.
The girl he had doted on since childhood—
The air seemed to freeze at that moment.
Rong Jingyang, however, acted as if he felt nothing, continuing to "show affection" with Du Ruoxin.
He would either stroke the hair by her ear, tidy her clothes, or play with her fingers...
Cristiano: "!!!"
Du Ruoxin: "—"
Like sitting on pins and needles!
However, Rong Jingyang had never been this "enthusiastic" with her, and she was still delighted.
Even though she knew her husband was doing it to provoke her elder brother, but!
She enjoyed it.
It was as if the unpleasantness before leaving home had long since vanished.
Du Ruoxin cooperated fully with her husband's public display of affection, leaning on his shoulder from time to time, and acting cute occasionally.
Cristiano: "!!!!"
His narrowed gaze grew deeper.
Every "husband" from Du Ruoxin felt like a knife stabbing into his heart.
The hand holding the wine glass tightened unconsciously.
The bodyguard, sensing his boss's restraint and fearing the glass might shatter and cut his hand, quickly said, "Master, let me pour you some wine."
As a glass of red wine was poured, Cristiano's reason slightly recovered.
No rush!
Rong Jingyang wouldn't be smug for long, not even half a month!
He would make Xin'er give up on Rong Jingyang!
Cristiano raised his wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.
Du Ruoxin and Rong Jingyang's public display of affection was so conspicuous that it was also noticed by a girl entering the hall.
Her?
That impolite woman!
The girl's gaze was locked on Du Ruoxin—she knew she wasn't a waitress, so she had a husband.
And he was disabled.
To have such a beautiful face like a celestial being, yet marry a disabled person, she must be after his money?
"Grandpa, who is that person in the wheelchair over there? I've never seen him before?"
Adis brought his granddaughter out. At that moment, Aethelred had applied heavy Indian makeup.
The thick makeup had long since covered her originally delicate and beautiful face.
"The head of China's Rong Group, Rong Jingyang." The old man lowered his voice, "What is it?"
Aethelred withdrew her gaze and shook her head, "Nothing."
That woman was indeed after money!
As if sealing the verdict, Aethelred looked down on Du Ruoxin from the bottom of her heart.
The grandfather and granddaughter walked towards the main table.
Adis delivered his greetings to the guests, introduced his granddaughter grandly, and the banquet officially began.
Du Ruoxin had been watching Aethelred. At first, she didn't feel anything until the old man brought his granddaughter to toast their table, and she felt the girl's unfriendly gaze.
She then realized—it was her!
The girl who, like her, had impersonated a waitress!
Although the makeup made her look like a different person, her figure and eyes couldn't deceive her.
Interesting.
Du Ruoxin smiled faintly.
Aethelred toasted each table with her grandfather, then went to the VIP private room with him.
However, as soon as she sat down, a servant reported, "Miss, the diamond you placed in the flower arrangement is missing."
"What?!" Aethelred exclaimed, jumping up.
The elders all looked over.
"What is it?"
"Aethelred, what happened?"
"Little girl, why are you so flustered?"
The grandfathers inquired with concern.
Aethelred bowed politely and apologized, "Grandpa Tailong, Grandpa Azan, Grandpa Dika, thank you for your concern. It's just something lost, it's not a big deal."
Adis glanced at his granddaughter, his tone calm but carrying authority, "If it's not a big deal, then sit properly."
Aethelred: "—"
It seemed she couldn't leave.
She bit her lower lip tightly.
"Hahaha." An elder chuckled, "The girl has something to attend to, let her go."
Aethelred was immediately delighted and bowed to the elder, "Thank you, Grandpa Azan."
Then she bolted.
Adis shook his head watching his granddaughter, "Look, look, you've spoiled this little girl."
"No manners at all."
Elder Azan chuckled, "Alright, you must be secretly proud."
Adis smiled without refuting.
He turned his head and glanced at a subordinate beside him, "Send someone to check on the young lady."
The subordinate took the order and left, "Yes."
Aethelred ran out of the private room in a hurry, her face grim as she asked, "Didn't I install surveillance? Have you found out who stole my things?"