Rong Xuelong's words successfully spurred Cheng Tingxue.
As soon as she gritted her teeth, she used her tense skill to act out the innocence and loveliness of unharmonious affairs, stood up, and walked towards Rong Linyi.
"Yi, you have something to say..." She coquettishly, admitting that no man can resist, "You said clearly that night, you would marry someone, would you spoil others..."
In this quiet moment, Rong Linyi had already buried his head to look at his phone.
He completely ignored Cheng Tingxue's words "that night".
Since yesterday, in his life, Rong Linyi can only have one woman, and only one wife.
That woman's name is Su Yanyun!
Other women would never leave any shadow in his eyes.
Even if he watched them, to him, it was a phantom, not even a living body.
However, just as he was about to leave the field to find his little woman, Cheng Tingxue suddenly leaned in and took Rong Linyi's arm.
"Yi——" she whispered sweetly, trying to rub her chest against Rong Linyi's arm.
At this moment, except for Commander Cheng who nodded in satisfaction, the faces of everyone in the Rong family were shocked.
At this moment, the eyes of Rong Linyi, who had only dark eyes, suddenly became blood red.
He was like a sleeping dragon, hit by Nilin, and instantly furious like a storm.
Almost everyone present did not see his movements clearly. They only felt that the phantom flickered. Cheng Tingxue's body had already drawn an arc in mid-air and hit the corner of the room with a bunch of valuable birthday gifts.
The loud noise of the scattered gifts rang together with Cheng Tingxue's screams.
"Tingxue!" Commander Cheng changed his face. He was the first to rush over and hold Cheng Tingxue rolling on the ground.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Commander Cheng turned his head to look at Rong Linyi angrily, "The kid surnamed Rong, you!"
However, the moment his eyes met, Commander Cheng was stunned.
Rong Linyi in front of him was exuding Shura-like suffocation, and his blood-red pupils contained raging killing intent.
Even Commander Cheng, who had been baptized in the rain of bullets, felt the fear of being harvested by death...
Mrs. Rong has already rushed to Rong Linyi's front. She opened her arms and stood in front of him: "Yi'er! It's okay! Just go and wash it! Just go and wash it right away!"
"What's this?" Mrs. Rong started howling, "I don't give me any face for this rare birthday!"
Hearing Mrs. Rong’s sharp howl, the storm in Rong Linyi’s eyes was even worse. He suddenly turned around and hurried forward to a six-layer cake. Before everyone could react, he had already grabbed the cake-cutting knife.
The room was silent again.
The Rong family, except for Rong Xuelong who was still watching the show, all looked nervous.
The darkness in Rong Linyi's eyes was like an abyss whirlpool. His words were trembling: "Who touched me just now?
He roared: "Say!"
Most people in the room trembled involuntarily.
The sharp cake knife shone with the same cold light as Rong Linyi's eyes.
At this time, only two people dared to stand not far away from him, one was Mrs. Rong and the other was Rong Jinghui.
Madam Rong stretched out her hands in an imploring tone: "Yi'er, no, no one touched you, you are sensitive. Calm down, no one touches you..."