Chapter 843: Chapter 94: Little Rui, Call Me Dad_3

Zhang Lan has spent five years with Rong Rui day and night, nobody understands Rong Rui’s personality better than Zhang Lan.

The little guy is soft-hearted and similarly yields to gentleness but not force.

So when the little one throws a tantrum, she would only need to act a little upset and sometimes appear listless in front of him, and the little guy would surrender, becoming obedient as anything.

But Zhang Lan usually wouldn’t use this trick on him.

Because she knows the little guy cares about her, that’s why this method works every time she uses it.

Precisely because she knows it, Zhang Lan wouldn’t use it casually.

He is fond of her; she ought to respect him and care for him more.

This time, however.

The little guy’s tantrum lasts too long; whenever asked, he remains silent and stubborn.

Finding no other option, Zhang Lan resorts to this tactic.

Seeing Zhang Lan like this, Rong Rui pauses for a few seconds before softly asking, "Aunt Zhang, why doesn’t he live with us?"

Startled, Zhang Lan immediately understands the "he" the little guy is referring to.

Indeed, the little guy is upset about Rong Sinan, hence his recent sullen mood and growing temper tantrums, each more varied than the last.

Knowing the crux of the little guy’s issue.

Thoughtfully, Zhang Lan patiently explains to Rong Rui, "Little Rui, why don’t you call Mr. Rong your father? You don’t dislike him, do you?"

"What if he, he wants to take Little Gege away from me?"

Rong Rui fretfully twists his fingers, saying.

Zhang Lan, "..." What does this have to do with Yige?

Up to now, Zhang Lan is unaware of the connection between Rong Sinan and Yige, which explains her bewilderment at Rong Rui’s words.

Having a father would be nice.

Besides, his father seems quite wealthy.

However, what if he wants to take Little Gege away and actually succeeds in taking Little Gege?

If they end up married, wouldn’t he have to call his "beloved woman" Mom...?

OMG!

He simply cannot accept it!

With these thoughts, Rong Rui’s expression matches his determination.

"Aunt Zhang, I will not call him Dad. Unless Little Gege chooses to marry me." Rong Rui says resolutely.

Zhang Lan, "..." Can anyone explain what’s happening now?

"Oh, Aunt Zhang, do you think Little Gege knows that my real dad is also pursuing her? Could she feel trapped between me and my dad, hence awkward, which is why she’s been ignoring me for months?"

Rong Rui droops his little shoulders, speaking weakly.

Zhang Lan, "..." She can’t find the words!

"Actually, if Little Gege agrees to be with me, we just need to not live with my dad and everything would be fine." Rong Rui spreads his little hands, saying.

"...Little Rui, are you feeling unwell?" Zhang Lan worriedly reaches out to touch Rong Rui’s forehead.

Rong Rui pauses, looking at Zhang Lan with clear eyes, "I am not unwell."

"..." Then why is he spouting all these incomprehensible words! Zhang Lan furrows her brow, pondering.

"Aunt Zhang, do you think I’m being ungrateful?" Rong Rui asks Zhang Lan seriously.

Zhang Lan, "..."

"Although my dad hasn’t really raised me, he’s still my dad. He got me such a big house, used to visit me daily, and he genuinely wants to be my dad."

Rong Rui explains.

Sincerity?

Looking at Rong Rui, Zhang Lan has already given up trying to respond.

"But clearly, I liked Little Gege first, and Little Gege likes me too, even promised to wait for me to grow up and marry her. If my dad tries to break us apart, I will definitely not forgive him. Aunt Zhang, I’ve made up my mind. If my dad competes with me for Little Gege, I won’t acknowledge him."

Rong Rui states.

Zhang Lan remains cold-faced.

"Aunt Zhang, do you think my dad avoids living here with me because he fears watching me and Little Gege happily together will upset him?" Rong Rui blinks his big eyes, asking Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan, "..." Don’t ask her, she doesn’t understand!

Seeing Zhang Lan silent, Rong Rui sighs deeply in frustration, "I know you must think I’m being ungrateful. I should let my dad have Little Gege. But Aunt Zhang, you must understand that love is something that cannot be yielded; if you yield, it isn’t true love anymore."

Zhang Lan’s lips twitches, looking down at Rong Rui, wondering where this little guy learned such things. He’s only five!

"This was told to me by Sister Zhang."

Rong Rui seems to know what Zhang Lan is thinking, giving her a glance and saying.

Zhang Xu?

Zhang Lan closes her eyes.

Quietly deciding to advise Zhang Xu later not to talk about love matters in front of Little Rui, as it might negatively influence a good child!

"Aunt Zhang, I miss Little Gege so much."

In a heartbeat, Rong Rui turns pitiful, hugging Zhang Lan’s neck and nuzzling affectionately, "I’m nearly sick from not seeing Little Gege."

Zhang Lan pinches his little cheeks, "What illness? Nonsense!"

"Love sickness!" Rong Rui says.

Zhang Lan, "..." Okay, she shouldn’t reply!

Pa-da—

At that moment.

The sound of a door opening comes from outside the playroom.

Actually, the room has good soundproofing, but because Zhang Lan didn’t close the door when entering, she can hear the door opening sound coming from the living room.

Zhang Lan is slightly startled.

She wonders if Zhang Xu is home from work?

This early?

Hmm.

Since Rong Sinan bought this place, renovated it, and moved in, with Rong Sinan’s permission, Zhang Xu came and stayed too.

Since contact with Yige has been lost over the past few months, Zhang Xu went looking for a job in design work.

"Is Sister Zhang back?"

Rong Rui says, getting off Zhang Lan’s lap, heading towards the playroom door.

Zhang Lan also rises from the couch, heading for the door.

After taking two steps, she sees the little guy already at the door suddenly stops.

Zhang Lan pauses, waits for two seconds, then steps forward.

Standing behind Rong Rui, Zhang Lan looks curiously towards the living room.

When she sees the tall, slender figure of Xiuxun appearing in the living room, Zhang Lan’s eyes widen slightly, then she smiles, "Mr. Rong, you’re here."

Speaking, Zhang Lan takes the hand of the little wooden standing Rong Rui, leading him into the living room.

Before coming over, Rong Sinan changed clothes.

He is now wearing a white shirt and black casual pants, hair tousled, face handsome, eyes gentle—he doesn’t look like a nearly thirty-six-year-old man at all.

Upon hearing Zhang Lan, Rong Sinan gives her a polite smile, then his gaze shifts to the little meatball she holds, the pale lips slightly twitch, saying, "Little Rui, say Daddy."

Rong Rui, "..." Rolling his eyes at that moment!

Doesn’t this man have any originality?

Every time they meet, the first thing he says is asking him to call him dad.

Speechless!

"Quickly call Daddy, Little Rui." Zhang Lan says, looking down at Rong Rui.

Rong Rui pouts his lips, refusing to call.

Zhang Lan looks apologetically at Rong Sinan, "Mr. Rong, Little Rui has been stubborn since young; although he didn’t say it, he’s already calling you Dad in his heart."

Rong Rui, "..." Why isn’t he aware of calling himself Dad?

Rong Sinan doesn’t mind.

He’s confident that someday Little Rui will willingly call him Dad.

Smiling at Rong Rui, he asks, "Did you call me at noon because you missed me?"

Rong Rui’s face heats up, eyes wide open at Rong Sinan, yelling, "You, you, how can you be so narcissistic!"

"Little Rui."

Zhang Lan reprimands, looking down at Rong Rui, "What do you mean by this person or that person, that’s your father. Aunt Zhang taught you since you were young, never forget courtesy; did you forget?"

Rong Rui pouts his lips, softly saying, "No."

Zhang Lan pats his little head, "Go stay with Daddy, Aunt Zhang will make dinner."

Rong Rui looks disdainfully at Rong Sinan but remains silent.

Zhang Lan nods apologetically at Rong Sinan before turning towards the kitchen.

"Aunt Zhang."

At this moment, Rong Sinan calls her.

Zhang Lan pauses, looking curiously at Rong Sinan.

Rong Sinan squints slightly, saying, "Please pack your and Little Rui’s clothes and daily necessities."

Zhang Lan, "..."