"Mr. Peter, could you give a ride?" Tang Ruan looked at him earnestly.
"This..."
"Mr. Peter, there was so unpleasantness between Si Nan and before. He ca to France this ti to relax. I know he’s still mad at , so I ca all the way from ho to France specifically to find him and apologize. Maybe it’s my fault for coming too late; Si Nan still won’t talk to ." As Tang Ruan spoke, tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.
French n always pride themselves on being the most romantic, gentlemanly, and tender towards won. Seeing Tang Ruan crying like a pear blossom in the rain, Peter was completely defenseless and unable to refuse her request.
He had no choice but to agree to take her along.
By the ti Tang Ruan got in the car, Rong Sinan and Geng Yi had already driven far away.
When Peter finally accelerated and caught up with Geng Yi’s car, he found that Geng Yi was the only one in the car.
Geng Yi was sitting in the driver’s seat, looking at the surprised Tang Ruan sitting in the passenger seat of Peter’s car, shrugging helplessly.
Tang Ruan, "..." was so frustrated her insides were all tied up!
In fact, not long after driving away from the hotel, Rong Sinan had asked Geng Yi to stop by the roadside, got out of the car, and took a taxi directly to the train station.
So, in this situation, not only was Tang Ruan frustrated, but so was Geng Yi, okay!
What about the promised trip?
You can’t ss with soone like this, can you!
...
On the train to Paris, Rong Rui was holding a bag of chips, crunching away incessantly.
It had been two hours since Tang Yige took him on the train, and the little guy hadn’t stopped munching away.
"Little Gege, want so?" Rong Rui grabbed a chip and fed it to Yige.
Tang Yige looked at Rong Rui’s greasy, white, chubby hands from eating chips and fried chicken, helplessly pulling out a wet wipe to clean the grease and chip crumbs from his little mouth and hands, "No, you eat it."
Rong Rui thought for a mont, then put the chip into his mouth, mumbling, "Little Gege, you’re acting strange, huh."
"..." Tang Yige was slightly stunned, looking at Rong Rui, "How am I acting strange?"
Rong Rui lifted his small chin, giving Tang Yige a knowing look and said solemnly, "I haven’t seen you smile since I woke up this morning. And as soon as you woke up, you said you wanted to leave, we haven’t even seen the lavender yet, and you were in such a hurry to go. Isn’t that strange?"
Tang Yige raised an eyebrow, remaining silent.
Rong Rui glanced at Tang Yige, transforming into a little Sherlock Hols, and continued to analyze, "And your eyes are red and swollen, you must have cried. I didn’t ask because I know you wouldn’t admit it, but I know."
"..." Tang Yige looked at Rong Rui, her throat feeling a bit tight.
Rong Rui sighed, finally willing to put down the bag of chips in his arms.
He stretched out his two chubby hands to hug her.
But halfway through, Rong Rui retracted them, blushing and saying, "Little Gege, help wipe clean, please."
That..."please..."
The sourness welling up in Tang Yige’s chest was suddenly dissipated by the little guy’s words; she couldn’t help but smile, pulling out a wet wipe to clean his little hands.
As soon as she finished wiping, the little guy laboriously climbed into Tang Yige’s lap from his own seat, wrapping his chubby arms around her neck, his big eyes black and shiny, staring at Tang Yige, "Little Gege, now you know who’s the best for you, right?"
Tang Yige was dumbfounded.
Rong Rui sighed, "I know, that whatever Toast Rong is now taller and stronger than , and although not as handso as , it’s still passable. I understand why you’re attracted to him, really."
What’s all this about?
Tang Yige looked at Rong Rui with amusent and speechlessness, "Little guy, let’s discuss sothing, can you speak about things I can understand?"
"Little Gege, there’s no need to avoid it. You’re pretending like nothing happened because you’re afraid I’ll mind, right? Let tell you, Little Gege, I don’t mind. As long as you ultimately choose , the past, I can overlook." Rong Rui had a serious face.
"..." Tang Yige held her forehead.
"Little Gege, the fact is, that Rong whatever Toast doesn’t genuinely care about you; otherwise, he wouldn’t have made you cry. So from now on, just forget about him and think of instead."
Rong Rui, at the end, shyly hid his little face in Yige’s neck.
Tang Yige took a deep breath, gently patting Rong Rui’s back.
Although she didn’t quite understand what the little guy was saying.
However, she felt that the little guy’s last words were quite true.
Rong Si Nan doesn’t care about her, doesn’t like her.
That’s why he would make her his lover, without regard for her feelings on that matter.
Geng Yi was wrong.
Maybe Rong Si Nan treated her specially.
But it wasn’t fondness, it was a special kind of dislike.
So he would be irritable and angry in front of her.
The little guy said it right.
What she needs to do now is forget him, not think of him, like she did for the past four years, not think.
If she doesn’t think, it won’t hurt!
As for that so-called 903-day contract.
Tang Yige never intended to truly fulfill it from the beginning.
Now that Tang Yuwen has been released, there’s no need for her and him to continue to et and maintain that unspeakable relationship.
Let’s consider those past few days as a dream she had.
Now that the dream is over, life must go on.
Tang Yige wryly tugged at the corners of her mouth, lowered her head, and kissed Rong Rui’s little head.
Rong Rui lay sprawled on Tang Yige, his little face pressed against her neck, his little mouth pouting high, looking utterly satisfied.
Great.
Now finally, no one would fight with him for his Little Gege!
Little Gege is all his!
...
An hour later, Tang Yige and Rong Rui got off the train.
It was almost noon now, and although the little guy had eaten quite a bit on the train, it wasn’t a proper al.
So Yige intended to have lunch at a nearby restaurant before taking the little guy back to her rented place.
Basing her choice on proximity, Tang Yige took Rong Rui into the first restaurant they ca across nearby.
The two of them found a spot to sit in the restaurant, and as the waiter ca to ask for their order, Tang Yige was about to order when her phone rang.
Tang Yige was slightly stunned, made a gesture to the waiter to wait a mont, and then pulled her phone from her bag.
As her gaze swept over the phone screen, Tang Yige’s pupils contracted slightly, then she expressionlessly hung up the call.
Just as she was about to put the phone back in her bag, it rang again.
Tang Yige’s fingers tightened around the phone, pursing her lips. Considering they were in a restaurant and if the phone kept ringing, it would disturb other diners, so Tang Yige simply took out her phone and... turned it off!
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