Chapter 854: Chapter 98: Tang Ruan Took My Recording—What Recording

Tang Yige inhaled sharply, hurriedly biting her lip, so she wouldn’t let herself make a sound.

A soft, moist touch landed on her chin, causing Tang Yige to slightly hold her breath.

"Little Gege, good morning." A soft, tender voice sounded in her ears.

Tang Yige felt a surge of deep sourness in her heart.

She never imagined that this little one, whom she instantly felt connected and fond of upon meeting, was actually Tang Ruan and Rong Sinan’s child.

Yige truly liked Rong Rui; this little one always managed to easily touch the softest part of her emotions.

Last night, she overheard Rong Sinan’s conversation with him, which instantly pierced her heart.

The angry and resentful Tang Yige residing within her emerged once more.

In that moment, she couldn’t control her hatred and couldn’t bear the overwhelming pain surging in her heart!

She couldn’t help but wonder, if her child were alive, wouldn’t he be as big as Rong Rui, just as adorable as him.

But the truth is.

Her child was gone.

And the one who cruelly killed her child has a child, and he’s so adorable, healthy, loved by others.

So she lost control once again.

She was screaming and shouting madly, but she was actually very clear-headed, very clearly felt the pain, felt the hatred.

Yet she couldn’t stop.

She felt if she didn’t scream, didn’t vent, she’d die from the pain!

More ironically.

She regained her sanity amidst Rong Rui’s endless chatter, the burning anger and hatred in her heart calmed down as well.

Even when Rong Sinan carried her to the bed, she actually tolerated Rong Rui sleeping beside her, and because of him, she unknowingly relaxed and fell asleep.

Now.

Tang Yige felt Rong Rui’s hand on her face, his gentle breathing scattered by her ear, his chubby body pressing against her, and surprisingly, she didn’t find it repulsive, but rather, she felt a sense of closeness.

Tang Yige felt ashamed and disgusted by her own embarrassing thoughts!

How could she feel closeness to the son of her child’s murderer?

She should hate him, should angrily push him away!

Yet, in the end, Tang Yige didn’t do it.

Feeling the moisture at the corner of her eyes, Tang Yige slightly lifted her chin, striving to calm her emotions.

She has to get better, she has to make her eyes recover quickly, only then can she escape from Rong Sinan, escape from here.

"Little Gege, are you awake?"

Rong Rui climbed up from beside Tang Yige, his chubby, white little hands propped by Yige’s neck, his little face close, exhaling warm breaths, asking Yige.

Yige squeezed her hand but didn’t respond.

"Little Gege, Little Gege..."

Rong Rui lifted one hand, gently touched Yige’s face, calling Yige softly with a very small voice.

Tang Yige thought he’d stop calling after a few unanswered calls.

Who knew this little guy had such strong determination, calling dozens of times without giving up.

Tang Yige’s ears were buzzing, and inexplicably irritated, so she furrowed her brows and said, "Stop calling."

Upon hearing Tang Yige’s words, Rong Rui froze.

He stared blankly at Tang Yige’s face, and a few seconds later, he smiled joyfully, "Little Gege, you’re willing to talk to me?"

"Very noisy!"

Tang Yige’s expression was cold, her voice was cold as well.

"..." Rong Rui was again taken aback, but quickly smiled and said, "Little Gege, it’s great, we are together again."

"Can you not talk?"

"..." Rong Rui looked at Tang Yige, his snow-white little face a bit stiff, and a few seconds later, he rallied, saying, "Little Gege, I haven’t talked to you for a really long time, I miss you so much."

Tang Yige pursed her lips tightly, her pale face covered with a layer of hidden perseverance, "I still want to sleep, you’re noisy beside me."

Rong Rui’s distinct large eyes slowly filled with sadness, his small brows furrowing, looking down at Tang Yige’s hand hanging on the bed, then reaching out a chubby hand to hold it, looking at Tang Yige’s icy profile, a little aggrieved and choking, "Little Gege, do you dislike me?"

Tang Yige’s profile slightly tightened, she didn’t speak.

Dislike?

The answer is negative!

Tang Yige couldn’t lie to herself, nor could she transfer her hatred for the adults to the child.

But she can no longer maintain her initial fondness.

She felt if she continued to like Rong Rui.

It’d be a betrayal to her deceased child!

So, she cannot!

"Little Gege, although I’m his son, can you not dislike me because you dislike him? I’m different from him, I would never do anything to hurt you, I will protect you well!"