Pfft.
The little spark that had just been fluttering in my heart was instantly extinguished by the iceberg.
Rong Bo carried me all the way up the stairs. His father turned around, saw us, and said with a smile, "You two should tone it down a bit. Otherwise, Grandma will scold you when she sees this."
I quickly let go of Rong Bo, but he didn't put me down. Rong Bo said, "She hurt her foot. It's inconvenient for her to walk."
Me: …
I wonder who insisted that I walk back on my own just now.
Rong Bo's father asked nervously, "How did she get hurt?"
I quickly replied, "It's okay…"
Rong Bo said, "It's quite serious."
Then he carried me to the sofa in the living - room. Rong Bo's father quickly asked someone to get the first - aid kit.
The commotion was so great that it even attracted my parents.
When my father heard that I was injured, he quickly squatted down to check my foot. My mother also looked worried. After they both examined the wound, my father said seriously, "It's really quite a bad injury. If it had been treated any later, the wound would have healed on its own."
Rong Bo's father: …
Rong Bo still knelt on one knee in front of the sofa stubbornly, using the cotton swabs and disinfectant from the first - aid kit to treat my wound. Although my little feet were quite cute, I couldn't stand being stared at so intently by the opposite sex. I felt so embarrassed that I kept pushing my bangs aside and looking down at my fingers.
The onlookers realized I was feeling a bit uncomfortable and left tactfully.
I gradually realized that what Rong Bo and I were doing was no longer just a simple act for show.
When the onlookers had all left, Rong Bo immediately stopped what he was doing, threw a band - aid at me, and then stood up.
I couldn't help but laugh. Even an actor wouldn't have to withdraw so completely. Didn't we agree to cooperate? Is this the attitude of cooperation?
It's true that you're a high - flying and powerful tycoon in others' eyes, but I don't take your salary and I'm not under your favor. We're in an equal cooperative relationship. Why do you act so arrogantly in front of me?
If anyone should act arrogantly, it should be me!
Me: "Help me put it on."
Rong Bo put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked down at me from above, his eyes menacing.
Maybe he was in a bad mood after dealing with the old lady, so he had no patience to serve me now.
Rong Bo: "Can't you do it yourself?"
I looked up at him and said, "No."
Rong Bo stared at me coldly for a while.
I was naturally nervous inside, but I told myself, Song Wenxing, don't be a coward. Who knows how long this road will be? If you back down this time, you'll be stepped on by this tycoon for the rest of the way!
The long and silent tug - of - war lasted for more than ten seconds.
Finally, Rong Bo adjusted his trousers, knelt down on one knee again, picked up the band - aid he had thrown at me, tore off the sticker, and carefully put it on my wound.
My heart was pounding. I held my breath and took my foot off the sofa.
"Rong Bo." I motioned with my eyes towards the slippers at the entrance. "Get my shoes for me."
Rong Bo's jaw tightened for a moment, then he looked at me, stood up, and walked over to get a pair of soft white slippers.
He bent down and gently placed the slippers on the ground.
He was truly a gentleman.
Even when angry, he wouldn't throw his slippers in a fit of rage.
But obviously, he didn't understand that for a man in love, being a gentleman wasn't enough. He also needed to show sincere care and consideration.
I taught him, "Help me put on the shoes."
His cold eyes looked as if he wanted to kill someone. "Song. Wen. Xing!"
I clenched my small fist behind my back. "Didn't you say you'd never be angry with me? Rong Bo! Don't go back on your word!"
The tall man's muscles tensed up. His shirt outlined a perfect and powerful silhouette. He slowly bent down again, picked up the shoes on the ground, and put them on for me.
"Bang!!!"
Not far behind Rong Bo, there was a crisp sound of a silver plate hitting the ground.
I looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the jackfruits I had said I wanted to eat at the dinner table were rolling on the ground. Rong Bo's mother still maintained the posture of holding the plate, looking at the scene in shock as her son knelt on the ground to put shoes on me, the so - called femme fatale.
Me: …
Damn it.
I'm so sorry, Mrs. Rong!
You brought the jackfruits to please me and were worried about your son being bullied.
But I still ended up hurting you and your son!
Alas~
I'm a sinner!
Mrs. Rong covered her forehead, looking overwhelmed, and then turned away.
Seeing this, Rong Bo also stood up and left with a flick of his sleeve. Soon, the servants rushed over to clean up the mess.
I quickly rushed over and shouted, "Don't throw them into the trash can. The jackfruits can still be eaten after washing!"
The servants: …
Finally, I carried a plate of washed jackfruits back to my room and ate them all night.
I accidentally got involved with a wealthy family and caused quite a stir in the Rong family.
Xingzi, you're amazing.
Early the next morning, after breakfast, several helicopters were waiting on the open ground.
Our parents boarded the helicopters amicably.
Rong Bo and I couldn't stand each other.
After getting home, my parents were silent for a long time. Finally, my mother said, "Maybe we should call off this engagement."
My father nodded in agreement. "Yes, his family is so fierce. They're not very nice to our Xingxing, especially that grandma… Forget it. Our family isn't short of money. Why should we humble ourselves to be in - laws with them?"
My mother said, "It's normal for them to look down on us. After all, there's a huge gap in social status. Xingxing isn't the typical daughter - in - law for a family like theirs. I'm just worried that Rong Bo is too serious about Xingxing. He seems so submissive towards her… People say that those who fall in love late will be deeply hurt in their first relationship. What if Xingxing breaks up with him and he does something extreme?"
Me: …
Sigh.
Over - imagining must be a family genetic disease.
I thought to myself that I also wanted to call it off, but obviously, it wasn't up to me. "Dad, Mom, give up. Although I seem to not care about Rong Bo on the surface, in fact, your daughter is deeply in love with him! The more you try to stop us, the more we'll resist. Long live true love! No one can stop me. I'm determined to marry Rong Bo!"
Haha, it's just empty talk.
The Rong family would never accept a daughter - in - law like me.
My mother wailed, "Don't be so naive, daughter. Once you enter a wealthy family, it's like falling into a bottomless abyss. Our family is just a pseudo - wealthy family!"
Me: …
My father sighed regretfully, "I shouldn't have urged you to go on blind dates. What kind of good life will you have after marrying into that family? Why did you fall for that iceberg? He's so cold. I feel like I'm going to catch a cold just standing next to him."
I made up a bunch of reasons, "Rong Bo is so great. He's so handsome, has such good taste, is so good at making money, and has great power. He's cold to everyone else, but he only dotes on me!"
Damn it.
Even I'm starting to want to marry him as I'm talking.