Rong Jingyang was doing very well now, and she felt a hint of her father-in-law's shadow towards her mother-in-law.
Hee hee hee.
The future was full of anticipation~~~
Du Ruoxin was in a great mood, humming a song as she cooperated with Rong Jingyang. In the beginning, her movements were slow and she couldn't keep up with him.
So she stopped humming and focused on tying the wrapping rope.
Finally, she caught up to the man's speed.
Du Ruoxin started humming again. It was true that when a couple worked together, they achieved twice the result with half the effort.
She liked this feeling, liked the feeling of partnering with Rong Jingyang to do something with tacit understanding. It was simply too wonderful.
Ya ha ha ha~~~
However, at this moment, a phone ringing and vibrating interrupted Du Ruoxin's pleasant mood.
"Zizi zizi—"
Rong Jingyang's phone rang.
Since he had washed his hands, they were covered in bamboo leaves, glutinous rice, and other food, making it inconvenient to answer the phone.
He glanced at his pocket and said, "Du Ruoxin, help me answer it."
Du Ruoxin was unhappy. "Call me wife!"
How many times did he need to be told?
Wife, wife, wife. She liked him calling her wife, not the distant and formal "Du Ruoxin."
Hmph!
Stupid man!
Couldn't he be more intimate?
Rong Jingyang paused, realizing her almost frantic obsession with the way he addressed her. Without further questioning, he changed his address. "Wife, can you help me answer the phone?"
Du Ruoxin smiled sweetly. "As you command."
However, when she took out the phone and saw the English name displayed on the screen—Ivy—Du Ruoxin's face immediately fell.
Emmmm!
Truly an inescapable devil!
Couldn't she just disappear from her and Rong Jingyang's world? Couldn't she just enjoy the beauty of happiness?
Du Ruoxin really wanted to x this green tea bitch!
She wanted to hang up!
She wanted—
But fortunately, reason triumphed over anger. Du Ruoxin did not slide to the red button. Instead, she gritted her teeth and looked at Rong Jingyang with cold eyes, "Husband, are you sure you want to answer it?"
The word "sure" was used very well, very subtly.
Rong Jingyang heard the underlying tension and felt that if he dared to say "yes," the woman would throw the glutinous rice on the table onto his head.
Although Du Ruoxin didn't have the guts for that.
But to get angry with him, to make a scene with him was certain.
At such a time, a special festival filled with family laughter, he didn't want to create conflict.
If things escalated later, and his mother saw Du Ruoxin unhappy, and Du Ruoxin added fuel to the fire and complained wildly, he wouldn't even have a chance to explain.
Moreover, Ivy's fate would only be worse.
In an instant, Rong Jingyang clearly saw the pros and cons of the situation and said decisively, "No need."
Two simple words eased the tense atmosphere.
Du Ruoxin immediately smiled.
She had her husband's permission, so she hung up legitimately!
*Pa—*
The woman cleanly and swiftly slid to the red button with extremely graceful speed.
Holding the phone, she smiled sweetly again. Without a doubt, her smile, which could squeeze out water, held a trap. "Husband, how many phones do you have?"
Rong Jingyang unconsciously straightened his back—he felt a bit cold!
"One," he said. "What's wrong?"
Du Ruoxin: "Hee hee hee~~~"
While laughing creepily, she said, "One is good, one is good."
Many time management masters have multiple phones—one for work, one for family, one for a girlfriend or wife, one for dating.
Brother Qin was like that!
As Du Ruoxin muttered to herself, she silently opened Rong Jingyang's phone and deleted Ivy's glaringly conspicuous phone number.