Le Tong boiled a large pot of water and waited for it to co to a boil before putting the wontons in with Baobao.
Watching the plump, juicy wontons float to the surface one by one, Baobao, standing on a stool, happily called out, then on tiptoe, he scooped the wontons out one by one into bowls.
Soon, three bowls of varying sizes on the cooking counter were filled with wontons. President Ji was responsible for bringing the steaming wontons out. Le Tong, worried about their nutrition, also fried a few eggs and sautéed so vegetables to accompany them.
The father and son duo sat at the dining table, eating until sweat appeared on their noses. When the golden fried eggs were brought to the table, Baobao swiftly grabbed a piece with his chopsticks without hesitation and placed it neatly on top of his bowl in the blink of an eye.
With a hearty bite, Baobao’s face showed a blissful expression, and with mouth full, he nodded and swayed, saying, "There’s no delicacy in the world better than this!"
Pfft!
Le Tong burst out laughing, lightly tapping Baobao’s head with a curled finger.
"Like a little old man!"
Baobao pointed his chopsticks at Ji Rui and mumbled, "Daddy is the little old man..."
Le Tong glanced at Ji Rui with amusent. He remained unperturbed, his expression unchanged, calmly putting an entire wonton into his slightly parted but exceptionally attractive lips.
Le Tong’s smile froze at the corner of her mouth, her heart suddenly seeming to stop beating.
She stared, unblinking, at those slightly moving lips, then she clearly heard her stopped heart resu its work.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The thunderous beating like crashing thunder echoed in her ears!
The man being watched, as if inadvertently, lifted his eyelids, and seeing her infatuated, foolish look, he couldn’t help but smile, "Is it dirty?"
The low, husky voice dropped into Le Tong’s calm heart lake with a "thud," sending ripples spreading layer upon layer.
Not getting an answer from her, the man raised his long fingers and gently wiped the corner of his lips.
Le Tong’s heart fluttered a few tis, teetering as if on the tip of a tower, swaying precariously!
"Baobao isn’t wrong!" The man directed a small smile at her, then licked his lips.
"What?!" Le Tong stared at him dumbfounded, then heard her own heart shatter to smithereens with a crisp crash.
The fate of a fangirl could be none other than this.
Le Tong took a deep breath, ignoring the heart that could easily be ensnared by a handso face, she tried to compose her expression.
"What do you an?"
The man, not foolish, raised his eyebrows and repeated with a calm, even tone, "There’s no delicacy in the world better than this!"
Le Tong rolled her eyes and pouted in dissatisfaction, "So perfunctory!"
The man gave her a deep glance, picked up his phone, and quickly took a few snaps of the wontons and fried eggs on the table with a "click-click." His fingers moved swiftly, and shortly after, he handed the phone to a confused Le Tong.
"Is this sincere enough?"
Le Tong lowered her gaze, eyeing the phone screen where Ji Rui’s Weibo and a newly sent WeChat post were displayed.
"There’s no delicacy in the world better than this!"
Below, several photos were attached, exactly the ones he had just snapped.
Le Tong’s face ward up, and she saw comnts co in within seconds. As if guided by so mysterious force, her finger tapped the comnt, and wasn’t it Yang Sheng?
White Yang: Showing off love is shaless! Showing off food is unscrupulous!
Le Tong inadvertently gave Yang Sheng’s reply a thumbs-up!
Ji Rui took back his phone, glanced at Yang Sheng’s comnt and the like, the corner of his lips lifting higher. He gave Le Tong a knowing glance, then casually placed the phone aside and devotedly continued enjoying his "world’s delicacy."
"Mommy, what did Daddy post?"
The little one, who had been barely acknowledging his parents’ silent exchanges, suddenly leaned over to ask Le Tong.
With the heat still not fully faded from her face, Le Tong blew a puff of air into her palm, "Not sure."
Saying this, she gave Ji Rui a sidelong glance.
Baobao widened his eyes, looking back and forth between Ji Rui and Le Tong, then, suppressing a laugh with his lips pursed, he didn’t ask further and continued eating his wontons.
With their al finished, Ji Rui, as usual, took charge of the dishwashing task. According to Baobao, a kitchen inept like Daddy is only competent at dishwashing in the kitchen.
Ji Rui had no rebuttal, smiling as he neatly stacked the tableware and carried them into the kitchen.
Baobao, looking at Ji Rui’s back, tugged at Le Tong’s arm.
"Mommy..."
"Yes?" Le Tong leaned in.
"Don’t you think Daddy’s temper is getting better?"
With eyes unblinking, still fixed on Ji Rui’s figure, Baobao softly asked.
"..."
Le Tong remained silent. Who said his temper was getting better? It was just getting craftier, hiding that bad temper away?!
Of course, she couldn’t say such things in front of Baobao, or else this little one would overthink again.
Baobao pulled Le Tong back to the living room, never ntioning what happened during the day.
Moreover, he specifically reminded the two bodyguards that they absolutely must not ntion today’s events to Daddy and Mommy.
The two bodyguards considered that the incident involved Mr. Ji, and since the little master hadn’t really suffered any losses—on the contrary, the woman nad CoCo seed more like the victim, bullied by the little master to the point of disbelief—
So, after hearing Baobao’s reminder, they privately decided to keep silent about today’s events for now and observe before deciding whether to report to Ji Rui.
As a result, neither Ji Rui nor Le Tong knew their precious son had, with neither knife nor gun, devastated the woman who gave Ji Rui a headache until now.
After finishing the dishes, Ji Rui erged, picked up the phone casually lying on the coffee table and opened Weibo.
He saw that under the sa post, aside from Yang Sheng’s comnt, there were now many more.
Most of these comnters were friends with whom he occasionally golfed, curious about the lady responsible for the loving dinner.
As Ji Rui expected, the news of his engagent with CoCo reported in the newspapers wasn’t taken seriously by friends who knew him well.
Ji Rui briefly skimd through the comnts and didn’t bother to reply, casually tossing the phone aside.
After all, he’s the type who doesn’t post on Weibo for ages, and today’s sudden urge to post was rely to show Le Tong that his complints and declarations were genuine!
Definitely not perfunctory!
And certainly not so impulsive banter!
Over there, the woman that piqued the curiosity of many was whispering with Baobao, the little boy laughing so hard on her shoulder that his little body shook.
Ji Rui reclined against the back of the sofa, lazily leaning on it, silently watching the mother and son.
If she never accepts him, being able to enjoy a delightful dinner and play with their son like this didn’t seem too bad!
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