"That day, that’s how I made you mine!"
Rong Sinan tightened his grip around Yige’s waist, his thin lips close to her ear, laughing huskily.
Tang Yige clung tightly to his neck, unable to speak.
That night, Rong Sinan took Tang Yige through every detail of that fateful evening.
What made Tang Yige want to cry without tears was how he could rember every detail so clearly under such circumstances.
...
Near three in the morning, Tang Yige felt as if she had been fished out of a river, completely drenched, her limbs weak and heavy, beyond exhausted.
But the man over her was full of energy, as if he never ran out of strength.
Tang Yige was at her wit’s end, kicked him lightly, and said hoarsely, "I really can’t take it anymore, please stop."
Rong Sinan kissed her lips, "That day at this ti, it wasn’t over."
Tang Yige, "..." Tears streaming down!
How could he compare it to that day?
He had ds that day, for heaven’s sake!
Today he didn’t take anything.
This man was going to push her to the brink.
"Rong Sinan, enough! If you keep this up, don’t even think about this in the future!"
Tang Yige said in tears, extrely angry.
Seeing Yige’s face turning pale, Rong Sinan restrained himself, withdrawing but imdiately holding Tang Yige’s hand, leading it downward.
"Ah..."
Tang Yige scread in shock and instinctively tried to shake free.
"I feel uncomfortable if it doesn’t co out!"
Rong Sinan looked at Tang Yige with an innocent expression.
Tang Yige gritted her teeth, turning her face away while crying.
Rong Sinan leaned down, kissing Tang Yige’s sweaty neck.
It was several minutes before he finally shuddered, released Tang Yige’s hand, and collapsed over her.
Tang Yige truly felt she had been at the brink of life and death.
After more than ten seconds, Rong Sinan, fearing he might hurt Tang Yige, got up, turned over beside her, embraced her, and brought her into his arms.
Tang Yige was sleepy and tired, but sticky all over, and her palms were full of...
Feeling utterly uncomfortable, she frowned and cried in Rong Sinan’s arms, "Take to shower."
Rong Sinan paused, then picked Tang Yige up and walked to the bathroom.
After a quick rinse of both of them, Rong Sinan held Tang Yige and ca out.
Lying on the bed again, Tang Yige still felt sowhat uncomfortable.
"What’s wrong?" Rong Sinan gently stroked her back, his bright eyes stared at her wrinkled face.
Tang Yige gave him a resentful look, picked up the quilt and placed it in front of his nose, "Sll it yourself."
Rong Sinan, "..."
So, Rong Sinan dutifully picked up Tang Yige, fetched the spare sheets and duvet from the suite, quickly changed them, and lay back down with Tang Yige.
This way, it was almost five in the morning.
When Tang Yige was wrapped in his arms again, she suddenly found herself wide awake.
She lowered her head, looked at the ring on her left hand’s ring finger, and found it increasingly beautiful.
A warm moisture suddenly touched her forehead, Tang Yige raised her eyelids, looked at Rong Sinan who gazed gently at her from beneath, raised her hand to his eyes, "Isn’t it beautiful?"
Rong Sinan lifted her hand, kissed her ring finger, "Mm."
Tang Yige smiled contentedly, leaned her head into his arms, held up her hand to admire it repeatedly.
Seeing this, Rong Sinan gazed at her tenderly, "Not tired?"
"Tired." Tang Yige paused before answering.
Initially, she wanted to say she was no longer tired now, but feared he might...
Okay, she had developed a phobia of his particular talents now.
Rong Sinan lightly tapped her forehead, "Then why aren’t you sleeping?"
"I’ll sleep after admiring it," Tang Yige whispered.
Rong Sinan smirked, enveloped her left hand, tucked it between them, "Can’t the ring run away with you? You can admire it later. Now, sleep."
Tang Yige pursed her lips, tried to wiggle her hand a few tis but failed, resigned herself, leaning against him, closed her eyes peacefully.
From that closing of her eyes, in less than a minute, Tang Yige fell into deep sleep.
Listening to the even breaths coming from his chest, Rong Sinan released her left hand, embraced her with both arms, rested his chin lightly on her crown, slowly closed his eyes.
Soon.
The two breaths rged gently, like a beautiful lody, andering through the bedroom.
...
The next day.
Rong Sinan being the owner behind Shengge Law Firm, and using Shengge for his love proposal made headlines, going viral online.
Instantly becoming front-page news across various sectors.
Rong Sinan’s heartfelt confession, and the video clip of him kneeling to propose, were being shared all over the internet and TV dia.
The mont this news broke, within just an hour, Weibo’s click-read exceeded two billion, and a whirlwind of comnts surged again.
Rong Sinan didn’t have a Weibo account.
But Tang Yige’s Weibo and Shengge Law Firm’s official account were bombarded with comnts.
And the comnts were polarized.
So believed Rong Sinan and Tang Yige truly loved each other, that there were hidden truths to the events of their past, wishing them happiness.
Others unanimously condemned Rong Sinan for marrying Tang Ruan without love, calling him heartless, a scumbag. Cursing Yige as a bitch, a mistress.
However, no matter how lively the external news and discussions got.
It couldn’t affect Tang Yige and Rong Sinan, for they were sound asleep in a hotel.
...
Jinming Port City.
Due to neither Rong Mochen nor Jin Jumo intentionally ntioning it to the old man.
Therefore, Rong Zhengfeng only found out when Fang Jingyi stord in holding newspapers printed with Rong Sinan and Tang Yige occupying whole news sections at Jinming Port City.
Rong Zhengfeng rely fell into brief shock upon seeing the news before cooling off as if he hadn’t seen anything, coldly watching Fang Jingyi who was furious enough to swallow a whole bull.
"Dad, do you think Sinan even regards as his mother? He’s actually Shengge Law Firm’s boss?! Do you think this is a joke? I, being his mother, was totally unaware of this!"
Fang Jingyi’s eyes were red, all from anger, "Also, have you seen the video? Sinan’s leg has healed. It’s healed!"
"Healed?"
Rong Zhengfeng reacted, but differently from Fang Jingyi, Rong Zhengfeng felt delighted.
"Yes, it’s healed! All along, his leg has made worry so much! Now that he’s cured, he doesn’t even tell , leaving anxious and concerned."
Fang Jingyi spoke bitterly, but mostly furious, "I’ve cared for him tirelessly, thinking he understood. But now I realize, I was never on his mind."
"Tsk." Rong Zhengfeng laughed, "Couldn’t you worry less? Sinan’s leg healing is good news, we should be happy for him."
"I’m happy! But I’m also angry! He healed and didn’t even tell ! I am his mother after all. But instead, like everyone else, I only found out through the news and video. How can I not feel hurt?"
Fang Jingyi wiped her eyes, "Let’s not talk about it. I have already told him to stay away from the Tang sisters, none are decent, but he doesn’t listen. In such an important formal occasion, how can he fool around? Tang Yige isn’t worthy enough for him to go this far!"
Since Fang Jingyi arrived early.
Both Xixi and Hanhan were still at ho, hadn’t gone to school yet.
Upon hearing Fang Jingyi say so, Jin Jumo lowered his eyes, got up from the couch, and said to Xixi and Hanhan, "Darlings, let’s go have breakfast, you’ll be late for school otherwise."
Hearing Jin Jumo’s voice, Fang Jingyi’s eyes flickered with disgust.
Rong Mochen narrowed his eyes, and stood up from the couch, casually wrapping his long arm around Jin Jumo’s waist, "Let’s go."
Jin Jumo paused and looked at him.
Wasn’t he staying to accompany Fang Jingyi?
But Rong Mochen didn’t look at her, instead, grabbing Xixi’s chubby hand with his other hand, the family of five walked to the dining room.
Seeing Rong Mochen treating her this way, Fang Jingyi felt deeply saddened, tears started to fall.
Rong Zhengfeng originally intended to dismiss her with a few words.
Yet upon seeing her cry, he didn’t have the heart to do so, sighed deeply internally, and said, "What’s wrong with Yige? I think she’s great, there’s nothing wrong with her being with Sinan."
"I disagree!" Fang Jingyi shouted emotionally.
Rong Zhengfeng, "..." His brow furrowed tight.
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