SFS Chapter 179 They really know how to adjust things.
Chapter 179 They really know how to adjust things.
Rong Qing'e's heart sank little by little.
She knew she had no choice at all.
The only consequence of resistance is that this man will utterly despise you and discard you like trash.
Just like before, when he ignored her for two whole days.
She didn't want to experience that forgotten feeling again.
Tang Wei, standing beside her, was completely dumbfounded.
She stared blankly at the incredibly impactful scene before her, her mouth agape.
This powerful and charismatic CEO sister is actually like a frightened rabbit in front of her brother?
Her brother only asked one simple question, and it made her so scared?
What should her brother call her?
Tang Wei's heart was filled with boundless curiosity.
Time passed, second by second.
The air in the ward seemed to have frozen.
at last.
Under Ning Xiuyang's increasingly cold gaze, Rong Qing'e's tightly wound psychological defenses completely collapsed.
Slowly, very slowly, she lowered her once proud head.
The sound was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, yet it reached the ears of everyone present with remarkable clarity.
"Owner……"
These two words seemed to drain all of Rong Qing'e's strength.
When she uttered the name, trembling and in an almost humiliating tone, her cheeks were so hot they could fry an egg.
She dared not look up, but stared intently at her expensive black high heels, as if trying to bore a hole through them.
That's not enough.
Ning Xiuyang looked at her dejected appearance, as if she had suffered a great injustice, but his expression did not change at all. He simply asked another question.
"What about the rules?"
rule?
Are there still rules?
Rong Qing'e's body stiffened again.
Her mind was a complete mess from extreme shame and tension.
What rules?
She tried hard to recall.
That afternoon at her home, he didn't seem to... set any special rules with her, did he?
Is it...
A chilling thought suddenly flashed through her mind.
Could it be...?
She suddenly looked up and met Ning Xiuyang's eyes, which were playful yet tinged with a hint of coldness.
That look seemed to say: You guessed right.
Do not!
impossible!
Rong Qing'e's heart was screaming wildly.
In front of this little girl, not only do you have to call him master, but you also have to... you have to perform that grand salute?
This is no longer just a humiliation!
This is to tear her dignity to shreds, piece by piece, and then throw it on the ground, before crushing it underfoot!
Her chest heaved violently, and her eyes instantly reddened with emotion and humiliation.
Why should I?!
She is also a prominent person; she is the general manager of a listed company.
She's not a street prostitute!
Why should she have to act so despicably in front of a little girl?
A strong sense of resistance welled up from the depths of his heart.
She wanted to question him, to roar, to tell this devilish man in front of her that he couldn't treat her like this!
but……
When she saw the increasingly cold smile on Ning Xiuyang's lips, all her words caught in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.
She was afraid.
She was really scared.
She feared that if she spoke up in protest, the man would sentence her to death the next second.
Her life had finally escaped the quagmire created by that gambling addict Ju Wenming, and she had finally seen a glimmer of hope...
She can't go back to the past!
Absolutely not!
Compared to the endless gambling debts and the bleak life, what is this little humiliation?
It's just kneeling, isn't it?
She's already sold her body and soul, why would she care about her knees?
In just a few seconds, Rong Qing'e's heart went through an extremely fierce battle.
Ultimately, reason, or rather, fear of reality, triumphed over that pitiful pride.
Tang Wei, standing beside her, was completely stunned by the tense atmosphere before her.
Although she didn't understand what "rules" meant, she could clearly sense that the noble and beautiful CEO was under tremendous pressure at that moment.
Her body was trembling slightly, her face was as pale as paper, and her beautiful eyes were filled with struggle and pain.
The brother, simply by sitting there, with a single word and a glance, drove this seemingly invincible woman to the brink of despair.
At this moment, Ning Xiuyang's image in Tang Wei's heart was once again elevated to an unparalleled, almost divine level.
That's...too powerful!
This is the real man who controls everything!
Under everyone's watchful eyes.
Rong Qing'e slowly closed her eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, all the struggle and resentment in them had disappeared, replaced by a deathly silence of resignation.
She released her hands, which had been clenched until they turned white, and straightened her expensive business suit.
Then, she did something that left Tang Wei speechless.
Her long, straight legs, clad in black stockings, slowly bent down.
His knees slammed heavily onto the cold, hard floor.
"Thump."
A muffled thud was heard with remarkable clarity in the quiet hospital room.
It was like a heavy hammer, striking Tang Wei's heart hard.
Kneeling...kneeling down?
This CEO sister, who looks even more elegant and beautiful than a TV star, actually... knelt down before her brother?
Tang Wei's worldview was subjected to an unprecedented and severe shock.
Rong Qing'e, who made this gesture, seemed to have abandoned everything.
She knelt on the ground, straightened her upper body, placed her hands flat on her knees, and then raised her head, looking up at the man on the hospital bed who controlled her everything with an extremely devout, even fanatical, gaze.
Her voice no longer trembled or hesitated; instead, it carried a resolute determination and... allure.
"Rongnu greets Master."
At this moment, she was no longer Rong Qing'e, the general manager of Zhengyang Media.
She was merely a slave to her master, Ning Xiuyang.
"Rongnu greets Master."
When those five words were clearly uttered from Rong Qing'e's red lips, the air in the entire ward seemed to thicken.
Tang Wei was completely stunned.
Her eyes widened, her mouth slightly agape, completely unable to believe what she was seeing and hearing.
Ronnu?
Owner?
What is this term?
This incredibly beautiful and elegant CEO sister, whose presence made her feel inferior, actually... actually claimed to be her brother's slave?
Is this...is this some kind of weird movie being filmed?
Tang Wei's brain was completely unable to process the information overload before her.
She stared blankly at Rong Qing'e, who was kneeling on the ground, her posture humble yet exuding an unusual piety, and then looked at Ning Xiuyang, who was lying on the hospital bed, looking relaxed and as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
My brother really knows how to tune things.