Chapter 910: Chapter 140: Rong Sinan, Can You Be Any More Excessive? (Part 2) [Second Update]

"It’s quite a unique experience to be a ’rival in love’ with my own son!"

This breakfast, without any bias, was truly tastier than the ones made by Aunt Zhang.

So, both Tang Yige and Rong Rui ate quite a lot.

After eating, Tang Yige watched as Rong Sinan got up to clean the dishes and was momentarily stunned.

After a while, Tang Yige took a deep breath, remembering that Aunt Zhang hadn’t appeared during breakfast.

"Little Rui, where is Aunt Zhang?" Tang Yige asked, looking down at the little guy rubbing his round belly.

"Aunt Zhang went out." Rong Sinan replied.

Rong Rui had his mouth open but didn’t get a chance to speak.

When he heard Rong Sinan speak, Rong Rui rolled his eyes unceremoniously.

Tang Yige frowned, looking at Rong Sinan, "Where did Aunt Zhang go so early?"

"She went to see Sister Zhang."

This time, as soon as Tang Yige asked, Rong Rui quickly responded, afraid that Rong Sinan would "intercept" and steal the credit.

Rong Sinan pursed his lips, glanced at his son, and raised his right eyebrow slightly.

Rong Rui returned the look with a funny face.

Zhang Xu?

Tang Yige frowned even more tightly and lamented, "How could I forget about Xiao Xu!? I promised Xiao Xu before that she could work at my studio. But..."

"Sister Zhang found a job." Rong Rui said.

"Found one? What kind of job?" Tang Yige asked in surprise.

"A friend of mine opened a fashion design studio and was looking for experienced designers. Knowing that Zhang Xu was looking for a job, I introduced her there. Don’t worry, my friend said Zhang Xu has a lot of design talent and will surely make a name for herself in the design industry soon." Rong Sinan said as he continued tidying up.

Tang Yige bit her lower lip, looking at Rong Sinan, "Why did you help Xiao Xu?"

Rong Sinan paused slightly in his movements and then looked deeply at Tang Yige, "What you didn’t do, I helped to do. Besides, Zhang Xu is Aunt Zhang’s daughter, and Aunt Zhang has done a lot for Little Rui. Of course, I should help."

What you didn’t do, I helped to do.

Tang Yige pressed her lips together, her long lashes fluttering downwards as if to avoid something.

"Please, don’t clean up anymore, just leave it, I’ll do it myself later."

Tang Yige lowered her eyes after speaking, then carried the little guy, who was lounging contently, swiftly heading out of the dining room.

Rong Sinan picked up the cleaned plates, quietly watching Tang Yige carry Rong Rui away, then gently pulled the corners of his mouth, holding the plates as he walked towards the kitchen.

Tang Yige carried Rong Rui to the living room, placed him on the sofa, and sat down beside him.

But she sat too properly and restrained.

Tang Yige lifted her eyes towards the kitchen, her flawless face full of conflicts.

She remained seated for a few minutes.

Finally, Tang Yige couldn’t stay still and got up to head towards the kitchen.

Rong Rui furrowed his eyebrows tightly, pouting as he looked at Tang Yige with dissatisfaction.

He thought he should keep a close watch, but his body was honestly sprawled on the sofa, unmoving.

Mainly, he was too full and just wanted to lounge quietly for a while.

...

Tang Yige walked into the kitchen and saw Rong Sinan with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, standing by the sink washing dishes.

Tang Yige noticed the dishwasher by the sink and said softly, "You don’t have to wash them; there’s a dishwasher."

Rong Sinan raised an eyebrow, "If I didn’t use washing dishes as an excuse, wouldn’t you have sent me away immediately?"

Tang Yige bit her lip, "You don’t have to wash anymore."

"I’m almost done." Rong Sinan smiled lightly, his clear eyes glancing at the kitchen entrance where Tang Yige stood.

Tang Yige squeezed her hands together, biting the inside of her cheek before stepping into the kitchen.

Hearing footsteps, Rong Sinan was slightly stunned and looked at Tang Yige with confusion, "Yiyi."

"Let’s wash together, quickly." Tang Yige didn’t look at him, walked to his side, turned on another faucet, and picked up the dish he had washed to rinse it again.

Rong Sinan frowned, reached out to take Tang Yige’s hand, "Your hand might get hurt."

"..." Tang Yige looked down, her heart slightly swaying, but she remained calm, even her tone was cold and composed, "It’s just once, it’s nothing."

"Are you persistent?"

Tang Yige nodded.

Rong Sinan suddenly squinted, tightened his grip on Tang Yige’s hand, and pulled her forcibly into his arms.

Amid Tang Yige’s shock, he lowered his head and precisely covered her lips with his.

Tang Yige’s back trembled, her eyes widened, staring at the man kissing her.

This time Rong Sinan wasn’t excessive, only lingering on her lips for a brief moment before pulling away, looking at her, "Still persistent?"

"Rong Sinan, ugh..."

Tang Yige’s angry voice had just come out when Si Nan lowered his head once more, this time directly biting her lip.

"Si Nan... ah..."

Si Nan bit Tang Yige’s lower lip and suddenly pulled back before letting go.

The popping sound, particularly suggestive, and especially painful...

Tang Yige slightly opened her lips to breathe, her eyes red with anger as she glared at Si Nan.

But this time, she didn’t dare say anything, fearing he might... do it again!

"...still insisting?" Si Nan’s voice was low and hoarse. As he spoke, his scorching gaze intentionally or unintentionally swept over Tang Yige’s lips that he had just reddened with a bite, his adam’s apple involuntarily moving up and down, as he wanted to do it again...

And he followed his impulse.

Unexpectedly, just as his lips were about to touch hers, Tang Yige quickly turned her head, her voice trembling slightly, "I’m not washing it, are you awake yet?"

Si Nan frowned, looking somewhat dissatisfied at Tang Yige, "Are you sure?"

"..." Tang Yige gritted her teeth, shooting him a resentful sidelong glance, and nodded, "Yes!"

Si Nan held Tang Yige’s wrist firmly, his eyes deeply fixed, intensely staring at Tang Yige’s pink cheeks from the side.

His gaze was too intense for Tang Yige to ignore.

Closing her eyes, Tang Yige spoke with shame and irritation, "Si Nan, I said I’m not washing it anymore, can you let go now?"

"Alright." Si Nan replied softly, but his hand still didn’t let go.

Tang Yige couldn’t bear it any longer and turned her head to glare at him, "Si Nan, you’re endless. Si Nan, you dare, mmh..."

Tang Yige hadn’t even managed to push him away, and she watched his lips charging toward her aggressively.

Then her whole body was pressed backward, forced to retreat uncontrollably until she reached the door of the built-in refrigerator in the kitchen, pinned against it by his body.

Si Nan pursued relentlessly, seemingly eager to devour her.

"Mmm... Si..."

"Yiyi, sweet." Si Nan’s voice was dark and husky, with every breath bursting from his nose carrying a pant.

Tang Yige frowned in discomfort, feeling as if her chest was being pressed flat, a pain beyond words.

"What are you doing?"

A startled and angry childish voice suddenly came from the kitchen door. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Tang Yige’s back stiffened, her face blushing furiously, she started to struggle with all her might.

Si Nan’s eyes filled with want showed a hint of annoyance, but he had to retreat his lips, release Tang Yige’s hand, and step away from her.

Tang Yige hurriedly straightened her clothes, feeling embarrassed and ashamed.

To be caught in such an eye-burning scene by the little one was utterly humiliating.

Tang Yige lowered her head, unable to face Rong Rui.

Compared to Tang Yige’s various panic, Si Nan was composed to the extreme, glanced at the little one clenching his small fists and angrily glaring at him at the kitchen door, then calmly turned to resume washing dishes at the sink.

Tang Yige heard the sound of running water, and a hint of frustration crossed her face.

Is Si Nan even human?!

Even in such a situation, he goes back to washing dishes?

Tang Yige closed her eyes, raised one hand to cover half her face, and quickly walked out of the kitchen.

When she reached Rong Rui, Tang Yige paused her steps briefly, then swiftly slipped past him and ran upstairs to the second floor.

Rong Rui watched Tang Yige run up the stairs with a pounding heart, extraordinary disbelief displayed in his widened eyes.

She didn’t even offer any explanation, how excessive!

Break up!

He hadn’t even kissed her lips yet, but she just kissed his dad.

Break up!

And she said her favorite person was him, liar!

Break up!

Break up!!!

...

Upstairs, Tang Yige sat on the swivel chair, her toes tapping against the floor, making the chair spin continuously in place.

One hand fanned her face, and she exhaled deeply one breath after another.

It was embarrassingly humiliating!

In any case, she shouldn’t have let the child see it!

All because of Si Nan!

Tang Yige thought resentfully.

Then, the vibration of her phone suddenly sounded from the desk.

Tang Yige closed her eyes for a moment, inhaled deeply again, rotated the chair, stopped in front of the desk, leaned over, and picked up her phone.