Chapter 893: Chapter 123: Yiyi, Do You Want Me to Beg You on My Knees? [Second Update]

Tang Yige furrowed her brow in confusion, looking at Jin Jumo.

Jin Jumo raised an eyebrow, and when Yige glanced over, she shot a glance at Xixi and Hanhan.

Tang Yige paused for a moment, following Jin Jumo’s gaze, and saw Xixi and Hanhan adorably eating with their small spoon and chopsticks respectively.

She looked down at her own son...

Tang Yige’s eyes flickered briefly, biting her lower lip in embarrassment.

She seemed to understand something.

And so.

Finally, on the evening when Jin Jumo’s family arrived, Rong Rui managed to earn the right to eat by himself.

At the moment when Yige placed him in his seat.

Rong Rui’s small face was filled with an exaggerated expression, and he even let out a long sigh.

Jin Jumo couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight.

Tang Yige, meanwhile, turned a bit red.

Rong Sinan chewed with a smile at the corner of his lips, his misty eyes lovingly looking at Yige’s slightly embarrassed face, a soft feeling brushing his heartstrings.

After dinner.

A few people moved to sit in the yard.

The three little ones played happily, climbing trees and then sitting on the swing.

Xixi and Hanhan were clearly so happy they didn’t want to leave.

Around ten o’clock, Rong Zhengfeng couldn’t sit still anymore after waiting for so long, so he called to urge them.

Rong Mochen said they’d be home soon, but the old man still scolded him a bit before hanging up.

Rong Mochen put his phone in his trouser pocket, looked warmly at Jin Jumo with his dark eyes, and said softly, "Grandpa called to hurry us. We should be heading back."

"Alright." Jin Jumo said, then looked at the little ones seated together on the swing and said, "Xixi, Hanhan, we have to go back now."

"Ah, we have to go now?"

Xixi reluctantly got down from the swing, her little stomach bulging full, looking at Jin Jumo with her little brow furrowed.

"Great-grandfather is waiting for us at home." Jin Jumo said, standing up with her hand on her waist, speaking to Xixi.

Rong Mochen glanced at Jin Jumo, then stood up too, walking over to her side, tenderly wrapping his arm around her waist.

Jin Jumo looked up, gave him a soft smile, and leaned her pregnant, cumbersome body against him.

Rong Mochen slightly tightened his arm, supporting her, his dark eyes affectionate as he looked at her.

Tang Yige saw the affection between the two, her long eyelashes casting down.

Rong Sinan’s eyes had never left Tang Yige from start to finish.

Seeing her like this, his heart felt a sharp pain.

Hearing about Rong Zhengfeng waiting for them at home, Xixi didn’t say more, turning back to look at Rong Rui who had stood behind her after getting off the swing. Shrugging her little shoulders, she sighed and said, "I really wish we could play together every day."

Rong Rui nodded in agreement.

"Brother, I’ll come to find you another day to play. Goodbye."

Xixi waved her little hand at Rong Rui.

"Goodbye." Rong Rui said with a slight smile.

Then Xixi turned to Rong Mohan, "Brother."

Rong Mohan walked to Xixi’s side, took her small hand, and said to Rong Rui, "Bro, we’re leaving."

Rong Rui nodded, "Come to play again later."

Rong Mohan was silent for a moment, then nodded his small head.

Then, holding Xixi’s hand, they walked towards Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen.

Rong Mochen looked at Xixi and Hanhan, and said to Rong Sinan, "Big brother, we’re leaving."

"How is grandpa doing lately? Is he still angry?" Rong Sinan lightly furrowed his brow and asked.

"Given Grandpa’s temper, unless you visit him yourself, his anger won’t easily fade."

Rong Mochen raised an eyebrow and replied.

Rong Sinan’s handsome face showed a hint of gloom, and he lightly pursed his thin lips, saying, "Go ahead. Drive safely on the road. I won’t see you out."

Rong Mochen nodded.

He held Jin Jumo and walked towards the gate.

"Uncle, Aunt Tang, we’re leaving." Xixi said.

"Goodbye." Rong Sinan said warmly.

Tang Yige also smiled at the two little ones.

Rong Rui walked out from the swing area, watching Xixi and Hanhan as they stepped over the threshold, and loudly asked, "When will you come again?"

Xixi and Hanhan stopped, turning back.

Xixi smiled and said, "Very soon, Brother."

"Alright." Rong Rui raised his little chubby hand and waved at them, "Bye-bye."

"Bye-bye."

Xixi said, turning around with Hanhan, moving their short legs and following behind Rong Mochen and Jin Jumo.

Rong Rui tilted his head and stared at the doorway.

A few seconds later, he suddenly ran to the door, standing at the threshold, eagerly watching Xixi and Hanhan get into the car.

Until Rong Mochen started the car and left, Rong Rui couldn’t even see the car’s tail, and reluctantly turned around, slowly walking towards the courtyard.

Tang Yige watched the somewhat disappointed Rong Rui, feeling a pang of heartache, and stood up, walking towards him, "Little Rui."

"Little Gege."

Upon hearing Tang Yige’s voice, Rong Rui immediately withdrew his disappointed emotions, lifted his little face, and looked brightly at Yige.

Tang Yige approached him, half-squatting in front of him, gently caressing his cheeks, "You miss Xixi and Hanhan, don’t you?"

Rong Rui was stunned for a moment, then opened his arms to hug Tang Yige’s neck, responding softly, "Yes."

Tang Yige picked him up, giving him a few kisses on his little face, "We’re all in the same city now, so if you miss them, I’ll take you to see them and play. Okay?"

"Can we?"

"Of course." Tang Yige patted his little head, then carried him straight to Rong Rui’s room.

Rong Sinan, "..." The feeling of being completely ignored for three days... only those who go through it would know!

The door closed mercilessly in front of Rong Sinan.

From a distance, Rong Sinan seemed to still hear the sound of the door being locked from the inside.

Rong Sinan’s cool lips pressed together with frustration.

"Sir, did Yige and Little Rui go back to their room again?"

Zhang Lan came out of her room and saw that the spacious courtyard only had Rong Sinan left. After a brief pause, she slowly walked to the courtyard and looked at Rong Rui’s room, asking in a low voice.

Rong Sinan sighed and nodded, "Yes."

This...

Zhang Lan silently sympathized with Rong Sinan for a few seconds.

"Aunt Zhang, you should rest early." Rong Sinan glanced at Zhang Lan and said.

"... What about you, sir?" Zhang Lan looked at him.

Rong Sinan looked towards Rong Rui’s room, contemplating slightly, "I’ll sit for a while longer."

Uh...

Zhang Lan clenched her hand, "Sir, do you plan to continue being at odds with Yige?"

Rong Sinan lowered his eyes, a sense of melancholy in his expression.

She won’t talk to him, what can he do?

He can’t force her as he did before, right?

If he really did that, she probably wouldn’t even look at him for the rest of her life. (Yige: At least you know!)

Zhang Lan sighed inwardly, turning to go back to her room.

But as she turned, she wondered and returned, looked at Rong Sinan, and said, "Sir, there are many things in life that should be done as soon as possible; the more you delay, the more issues arise! Like misunderstandings, if you talk openly as soon as they happen, a lot of unhappy and unfortunate things can be avoided. You should understand this better than anyone else."

Rong Sinan was stunned.

Zhang Lan didn’t continue after this.

Matters of the heart, in the end, are between two people, no matter how much a third person says or worries, most of the time it’s useless.

Zhang Lan returned to her room.

Rong Sinan continued to sit in the courtyard.

On a November night, the cool breeze was piercing, yet he seemed unaware of the cold, sitting there until late at night.

When Rong Sinan finally returned to his room, leaning on his cane, he was almost frozen stiff.

...

Whether it was that Tang Yige suddenly recovered, or because of Jin Jumo and others’ visit last night.

The next day, Tang Yige no longer insisted on holding Rong Rui, nor did she keep herself and Rong Rui locked in the room.

Rong Rui got up early, and Yige followed suit.

Mother and son laughed and joked in the bathroom, getting ready, and Tang Yige put clothes on Rong Rui, and together they walked out of the room hand in hand.

Once outside, they saw Rong Sinan standing in the courtyard, leaning on a cane.

Perhaps a bit surprised, Rong Sinan looked towards her with eyes filled with astonishment.

For the first time since moving here, Tang Yige did not avoid Rong Sinan’s gaze and looked at him calmly.

Rong Sinan’s chest pounded heavily, the clear light in his eyes resembling the hopeful glow of dawn.

Tang Yige pursed her lips, exchanged glances with him for a few seconds before looking away, leading Rong Rui towards the kitchen.

Rong Sinan’s Adam’s apple moved, his eyes following Yige.

Rong Rui noticed, his bright eyes immediately squinted, with a strong sense of alertness, he hooked his other chubby arm around Yige’s elbow, and gave Rong Sinan a warning look.

Little Gege is his girlfriend now, they’re living and sleeping together? Dad still won’t give up? Seriously!