"You actually know to co back, spending all day partying outside. Your son is suffering at ho, what kind of father are you! You unfilial bastard, if you don’t appease the child today, take your people and get out of here!"
Ruan Tianling was uncharacteristically less resolute.
"Grandpa, Mom, you both go out, I’ll talk to him."
The old man was slightly surprised, then warned him: "You must give Junchen a satisfactory explanation, or I won’t let you off!"
"I will." Ruan Tianling said coldly.
Since he promised, Ruan Anguo and Ruan’s mother felt a lot more at ease, they went out, and the door was closed.
Ansel flipped the blanket, his face angry and cold, looking at him: "When are you going to let out?!"
Ruan Tianling put away his cold expression, showing a helpless look.
"I thought you’d cause trouble for a few more days, why are you thinking of starving yourself today?"
"..." What does he an?
"If you starve, I’m out of options, otherwise if you damage your health, I’d be in big trouble."
Ansel was even more puzzled by his words.
"What are you talking about, I don’t understand."
Ruan Tianling chuckled and sat down beside him: "Can’t you recognize my voice?"
Ansel was shocked, eyes wide; this clearly was Daddy’s face, but the voice was... Uncle Awei’s!
Having seen a lot, Ansel was enlightened: "You’re not Daddy, you’re Uncle Awei."
Speaking, he reached out to tug at his face, "How is this mask made?"
"Be gentle!" Awei pulled down his hand, "Don’t damage it, or I can’t impersonate your Daddy."
Ansel asked puzzled: "Why are you impersonating my Daddy? Where’s Daddy?"
Awei laughed: "The day you were locked up, Boss left overnight."
"Left?"
"Yeah, went to London."
Ansel’s eyes shone, he asked eagerly: "Did Daddy go to rescue Mommy? I knew he wouldn’t really ignore Mommy."
Awei laughed and ruffled his hair, "Yes, he went to rescue your Mommy."
Ansel was even happier, all the gloom and annoyance in his heart vanished.
"But why did Daddy hide it from ?"
"If he didn’t hide it from you, how could you make a fuss?"
Ansel still didn’t get it, "Why did he want to make a fuss?"
Awei explained: "Only then can it seem like Boss truly doesn’t care about your Mommy, then when I impersonate Boss, those people will really believe Boss is still here."
Ansel suddenly understood: "Then Daddy sneaks back to London and rescues Mommy without anyone knowing?"
Awei wasn’t sure either: "Probably. But maybe Boss has another plan, I’m just following orders. Now knowing your Daddy hasn’t abandoned your Mommy, you’re happy, right?"
Ansel snorted coldly, but his eyes still couldn’t hide the smile.
"He made fuss for so many days for nothing, I’m still angry! If he had a plan, he should’ve told , I’m the best at acting!"
"Really?" Awei doubted.
If he wasn’t really angry, how did he desperately think up so many escape thods?
How could he swear at his father every day without restraint?
Knowing it was fake, he definitely wouldn’t dare to curse everything.
So there’s still a big difference between real and fake.
"Of course it’s real!" Ansel said defiantly, "In the next few days, I’ll act for you again!"
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