Before Zhou Xueran could speak, Tang Yige finished in one breath and then hung up the phone.
Tang Yige hung up the phone, turned it off, turned around, and walked into the room.
She placed her phone on the bedside table, got into bed, and lay next to Rong Rui, gently hugging him from behind, and rested her face on the back of his head.
In his sleep, Rong Rui seed to sense sothing. Little Fatty turned around in Tang Yige’s arms to face her, wrapping his chubby arms around one of her arms, his soft chubby cheek pressed against her arm, murmuring, "Little Gege, I like..."
The last few words Tang Yige didn’t hear clearly, but it was already enough.
A hint of red appeared at the corners of Tang Yige’s eyes, and her slightly cold heart was ward by this little guy in her arms.
She lowered her head and kissed his little head lightly, saying softly, "Little Fatty, if only you were my child."
...
That night, Tang Yige truly slept for only two hours.
She got up at six-thirty in the morning to prepare breakfast downstairs.
She’s not very skilled in cooking, just barely manages to toast bread, fry eggs and hot dogs, cook plain porridge and boil noodles; anything beyond that, she’s clueless.
So for breakfast, Tang Yige just toasted so bread, cooked so plain porridge, and fried two eggs and two hot dogs.
After placing everything on the dining table, Tang Yige untied her apron, washed her hands, and walked upstairs.
She walked to the bedroom door.
Tang Yige opened the door and saw Rong Rui wearing his bear pajamas, sitting on the bed dazedly.
Tang Yige was slightly stunned.
She walked up, sat beside him, and stared at his soft little face.
Tang Yige stared at him for at least three minutes, but Rong Rui did not react.
Tang Yige twitched her lips, reached out and picked up Rong Rui, placing him on her lap, and then kissed the center of his eyebrows.
"Little Gege,"
As soon as Tang Yige finished kissing, the little guy on her lap suddenly shivered, opened his big dark eyes, and looked at her with a soft voice.
In that state, there wasn’t even a trace of the previous daze!
Tang Yige couldn’t help but laugh and cry, gently pinched his little face, then picked him up and headed for the bathroom.
...
In the bathroom.
Hearing Yige ntion going back to the city again, Rong Rui’s eyes lit up, "Little Gege, where are we going to play this ti? The zoo? Amusent park?"
"Little buddy, all you think about is playing." Tang Yige used a wet towel to wipe Rong Rui’s face, "I’m going to the city for work today, not to play."
Rong Rui’s excitent didn’t diminish one bit, even though Tang Yige said they couldn’t go to play. His chubby hands held Tang Yige’s face excitedly, squeezing it non-stop.
Tang Yige sighed helplessly, placing the towel in the basin and pulling his chubby hands from her face to wash.
Rong Rui looked at Yige’s lowered eyelashes, "Little Gege, your eyelashes are so long, though a bit shorter than mine."
Tang Yige twitched at the corner of her mouth: is this a complint to her lashes, or a boast about his own?!
"Little Gege, what are you going to do?" Rong Rui asked.
"...Sothing important," Yige replied.
"Important? Is it very important?" Rong Rui curiously stared at Yige.
Yige nodded, stood up, pulled out a dry towel from the cabinet, and dried Rong Rui’s little hands.
She quickly wrung the towel in the basin dry, poured the water into the sink, and then placed the basin on the washstand, tossing the towel into it, picking up Rong Rui and walking out of the bathroom.
She set Rong Rui on the bed.
Tang Yige took out the box of Rong Rui’s clothes left by Zhang Lan before she left, opened it, and picked out a dark blue hoodie with a hip-hop monkey print and a pair of drop-crotch pants.
She stood up and walked to Rong Rui, took off his pajamas, and dressed him in the hoodie and the pants she had picked out.
After dressing him, Tang Yige picked him up from the bed and held his soft little hand, ready to head toward the door.
"Little Gege, wait a minute."
Rong Rui tugged at her.
Tang Yige stopped, looking at him in confusion.
Rong Rui withdrew his chubby hand from hers, squatted down in front of the box, and rummaged through it.
Tang Yige was puzzled, standing beside him, "Little Rui, what are you looking for?"
"...Found it."
Rong Rui’s pudgy fingers grasped a dark blue baseball cap and pulled it out of the box.
Tang Yige glanced at the cap in his hand, "You want to wear a hat?"
Rong Rui nodded, "This hat was recomnded by the store clerk when they bought the clothes on ." They said he looked super handso in this hat!
Therefore, whenever he wore this outfit, he would inevitably put on that hat, whether at ho or out.
Tang Yige pursed her lips, at a loss for words.
She quietly watched Rong Rui awkwardly put on the hat, then he stood up, walked to the full-length mirror in Yige’s bedroom, and took a look.
Perhaps he felt satisfied, he turned to Yige, "It’s okay now."
Yige, "..."
She could only say, nowadays, even little kids have too much personality!
He’s only five, and he already has his aesthetic for dressing.
When she was five, she didn’t care about her clothes at all, whatever her parents put on her, she wore, who cares if it looked good or not!
...
After breakfast, Tang Yige took Rong Rui and left the house.
At ten thirty, Tang Yige arrived at the hotel.
After getting out of the car, Tang Yige handed the keys to the incoming attendant, holding Rong Rui’s hand as she walked into the hotel.
"Little Gege, aren’t we going back ho today?"
Seeing that Tang Yige brought him to a hotel, Rong Rui assud, like last ti, that they were going to stay there.
"We are going back," Yige looked down at Rong Rui with a gentle gaze, saying.
"Aren’t we staying at the hotel?" Rong Rui asked curiously.
Tang Yige shook her head, "I’m here to et a friend at the hotel, to discuss sothing. After that, we’ll go back."
"Oh." Rong Rui nodded.
Tang Yige held Rong Rui’s hand as they walked toward the hotel elevator.
When they reached the elevator, the attendant standing by the elevator helped her open it.
Tang Yige lifted her leg, just about to step inside, when she suddenly realized a problem.
She didn’t know which room he was staying in!
Tang Yige twitched her lips and, under the attendant’s puzzling gaze, took out her phone from her bag to call soone.
The call went through, but nobody answered for the longest ti.
Just when it was about to hang up automatically, soone finally picked up.
"I’m here," Tang Yige spoke before he could open his mouth.
"Co on up," Si Nan’s voice was indifferent.
"...I don’t know which room you’re in," Tang Yige said a bit embarrassedly.
Si Nan paused for a mont, then gave a room number, "903."
Tang Yige, "..."
Her face slightly turned cold, "Si Nan, what’s the point of this? You’re the one who asked to et! Now you’re..."
"I’m staying in suite 903 at the hotel," Si Nan interrupted Tang Yige, his tone nonchalant.
"..."
He ant he was now staying in suite 903 at this hotel?
When he said 903 earlier, it wasn’t to bring up old matters to ridicule her.
But, how could it be such a coincidence that the suite he happened to book at the hotel was number 903!
Tang Yige blinked, moved the phone from her ear, and covered the phone’s microphone with her other hand, speaking to the attendant standing by the elevator in French, "Excuse , does your hotel have a suite 903?"
"Yes, miss. Suite 903 is the hotel’s most distinctive presidential suite," he replied.
There really is a 903...
Tang Yige bit her lip, then moved the phone back to her ear.
"Do you believe now?"
Tang Yige could clearly hear the teasing and cynical nuance in his voice.
She pouted silently.
Tang Yige said, "...I’m heading up now."
Si Nan said nothing more and hung up.
Tang Yige held the phone for two seconds, then as she placed the phone back in her bag, she realized a question.
Didn’t he say he changed his dostic number as soon as he arrived in Paris?
Moreover.
How did he know her number in France?
"Miss, do you need any assistance?"
Perhaps seeing Tang Yige standing motionless in front of the elevator for a long ti, the attendant asked her curiously.
Tang Yige was slightly stunned, shook her head, and said, "I’m going to suite 903."
"Alright,"
The attendant reopened the elevator.
Tang Yige then led Rong Rui into the elevator.
The hotel elevator was very fast, taking less than ten seconds to reach the ninth floor.
Ding—
The elevator opened before her.
Simultaneously, the suite door directly opposite the elevator also opened from the inside.
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