"I’m not!" Xiaocong wasn’t intimidated by her at all, "I am Rong Shaoze’s son, my name is Rong Lincong!"
This damned brat, so stubborn!
"Aren’t you afraid I will kill you?!"
"Even if you kill me, I am still my father’s son!"
"Well said!" A deep and restrained voice suddenly broke in, leaving everyone stunned for a moment.
The teachers automatically parted, making way for the tall, handsome man with an extraordinary presence.
Rong Shaoze slowly walked in, his dark, profound eyes first landing on Xiaocong, quickly taking stock of him.
Other than the five finger marks on his face, there were no injuries.
He breathed a sigh of relief within.
However, he would certainly take back that slap a hundredfold.
Seeing him, Du Ruoxin and Xiaocong were both very excited.
"Daddy!" Xiaocong looked at him, his nose twitched, and he almost burst into tears.
That was great, he knew his dad would come to save him.
"Shaoze..." Du Ruoxin gazed at him tenderly, her eyes filled with suppressed agony.
This man was too dazzling. Every time she saw him, her heart would beat violently.
She wanted to possess him madly, to have him belong to her and her alone forever.
But why, why didn’t he love her...
Rong Shaoze’s icy gaze turned to Du Ruoxin, his sharp eyes like a knife shooting towards her, making her uncontrollably shiver.
"Du Ruoxin, do you realize what you’re doing?" he asked coldly.
"I know...but I can’t stand that you don’t love me, can’t stand that you belong to someone else and not to me... Shaoze, you even have a child with her, I’m breaking down, I’ve gone mad... I’m completely hopeless, I don’t know any other way to truly and forever own you..." Du Ruoxin spoke excitedly, tearfully.
But Rong Shaoze was unmoved.
He smirked coldly, "Oh, what way, tell me?"
Du Ruoxin clenched the knife in her hand, pressing it against Xiaocong’s neck, and took a deep breath:
"The two of us will die together! That way, no one can ever separate us, you’ll always belong to me, and no one can steal you away!"
She had nothing left to live for, anyway.
If it was death alone, then death together was the same.
Better to take Rong Shaoze with her; they could go to hell and forever be a pair of ghostly lovers.
"Shaoze, if you promise to die with me, I’ll let go of your son. Otherwise..."
Her eyes turned fierce, and she said through gritted teeth, "I’ll kill him, and let you and Lin Xinlan suffer for a lifetime!"
She thought she could threaten Rong Shaoze.
The man suddenly laughed, and she froze in shock.
But his laughter was like a demon’s chant from hell, chilling to the bone, making one’s legs go weak.
Suddenly stopping his laughter, he glared at her fiercely and snorted:
"Du Ruoxin, even if you kill me, are you sure we can be together down below? I, Rong Shaoze, don’t want to be with you, not in this world, and certainly not in hell!"
His words wounded her deeply.
Du Ruoxin’s tears flowed uncontrollably as she clenched her teeth, nodding repeatedly.
"Fine, you’re heartless, very well! Rong Shaoze, aren’t you afraid I’ll kill your son? He’s only four years old. Can you bear to see him die?!"
Rong Shaoze’s gaze rested on Xiaocong, and he asked with a slight smile, "Xiaocong, this woman wants to kill you, are you scared?"