Transmigrated to Another World and Doted on by Everyone!-Chapter 135: Big Brother’s Confrontation

Chapter 135: Big Brother’s Confrontation
"Why... why are you crying?" Rong Zhenqiao’s fingers twitched, finally resting on Rong Xingyu’s hair.
He gently stroked his little brother’s head and softly coaxed, "Don’t cry. Big brother isn’t mad at you."
Being treated so gently by his big brother, Rong Xingyu’s heart shattered even more.
His sadness deepened.
Just as a cool breeze blew by, Rong Zhenqiao sighed and said, "Let’s go inside first. Standing out here all the time isn’t going to accomplish anything."
Hearing this, Rong Xingyu immediately nodded obediently.
When Rong Zhenqiao turned his gaze from Rong Xingyu to Ding Yixin beside him, his eyes instantly grew cold.
Rong Zhenqiao’s handsome face fell and his tone carried the sharp chill of midwinter wind
"Mr. Ding, I don’t think it’s necessary for you to come in with us, right?"
Under Rong Zhenqiao’s knife-like gaze, Ding Yixin’s expression did not change at all.
He simply gave Rong Zhenqiao a slight smile.
To Rong Zhenqiao, that smile was irritating and provoked him, making him want to punch it right off the man’s face.
The usually calm and composed eldest brother of the Rong family almost rolled up his sleeves and ready to throw a punch.
But before Rong Zhenqiao could reach for his sleeve, Rong Xingyu’s soft voice came out, "Big brother..."
It was almost a plea, trembling as if he was about to cry.
Rong Zhenqiao: "..."
He truly had no way to deal with this little brother!
So, the three of them ended up sitting on the sofa together.
Under Rong Zhenqiao’s deathly stare, Rong Xingyu still forced himself to sit next to his big brother.
On the other side of the sofa sat Ding Yixin who is still calm and composed.
The tea in front of them was going cold and the atmosphere in the living room remained tense.
While biting his lip, Rong Xingyu decided to speak.
He gently tugged on Rong Zhenqiao’s sleeve and said, "Big brother, I’m sorry." His head lowered slowly. "I... I didn’t mean to hide anything from you. I just... I hadn’t thought about how to tell you yet."
Rong Xingyu couldn’t help thinking to himself, if he had been honest from the start, would his big brother be less angry now?
Would his big brother be disappointed in him?
Rong Zhenqiao’s tone was complicated, "You... you are really dating this person?"
He had no good feelings toward this wild man who had stolen his little brother, not even enough to say his name.
Rong Xingyu’s eyes were red, but he still nodded firmly, admitting the relationship without hesitation.
"Yes. We’re together."
Rong Zhenqiao: "..."
For some reason he felt exhausted.
Facing Ding Yixin, Rong Zhenqiao didn’t even try to control his emotions anymore.
His expression was as dark as could be and the chill radiating off him seemed limitless, like it cost nothing.
He crossed his arms and snorted coldly.
"Everyone has been speculating about your tastes, Mr. Ding. The men and women sent to your family could not even be counted on one hand, yet I hear they were all sent back untouched. I really thought you weren’t interested in matters of love."
Rong Zhenqiao’s tone dripped with sarcasm.
Wasn’t it obvious?
Ever since Ding Yixin’s identity was revealed and he reappeared in the public eye, countless people had tried to flatter him and trying to attach themselves to his influence.
Even some families with hidden agendas had carefully selected their most outstanding younger members to be send into the Ding family.
The numbers were beyond counting.
But no matter if they were men or women, no matter what tricks these people used, in the end, it was all useless.
Even those who were politely asked to leave the Ding family were rare; most of them were thrown out without any mercy.
Because of this, there were even rumors in the industry that Ding Yixin was "unapproachable."
When Rong Zhenqiao first heard this gossip, he didn’t take it seriously.
But who would have thought, Ding Yixin, unapproachable?
No, he was very much approachable, enough to steal Rong Zhenqiao’s own little brother!
Even though, in Rong Zhenqiao’s mind, the flocks of flirty young men and women who approached him were nowhere near comparable to Rong Xingyu.
And anyone with eyes could see who Rong Xingyu should choose when they were put side by side.
But Rong Zhenqiao was still furious!!!
Thinking this, his tone grew even sterner.
"Our Xiaoyu is only eighteen years old."
He’s still a child and yet you went after him like this? Are you even human???
The rest of his words, though unspoken, were clearly expressed through his expression and tone.
Next to him, Rong Xingyu spoke softly, "I’m already eighteen and a half, almost nineteen."
Rong Zhenqiao: "..."
This unlucky little brother of his! He’s always twisting things the wrong way.
And Rong Zhenqiao had spoiled him terribly, which forced him to suppress much of the anger rising in his chest.
He sighed and said helplessly, "Xiaoyu, you know that’s not what I meant."
Rong Xingyu choked back a sob and couldn’t help reaching out to hug Rong Zhenqiao.
"I know, big brother," Rong Xingyu’s voice was muffled. "You guys are the people closest to me in this world, my family. But Dr. Ding is also someone I like. You are all important."
Why should he have to make a choice between the two? Why pick one over the other?
"I’m an adult now. Can’t I have both?"
Rong Zhenqiao: "..."
Wait a minute.
He felt like he’s one of those story villains who cruelly tear lovers apart, heartless and ruthless, destroying happy couples.
He hadn’t even forced Rong Xingyu to make a choice, had he?
"Wait, maybe there’s a misunderstanding," Rong Zhenqiao said, his mood complicated. "When did I ever say I wanted to separate you two?"
It was as if he were some kind of evil mother in law who is trying to separate lover.
No matter how unwilling he was, there was no way he could lock Rong Xingyu in a tower and completely cut off all contact between the two.
Rong Xingyu froze.