The two little ones rolled from the head of the bed to the foot, and then back again, giggling all the while. It was clear they thought this was a fun ga.
Ji Rui stood at the end of the bed, looking at Xu Tao with confusion. He had heard the saying "early birth of a noble child," but two kids rolling around on the bed like this – what was going on?
Xu Tao seed to understand his bewildernt and pulled him aside, whispering an explanation. "This is ’rolling the bed.’ We’re hoping Baobao and Xiao Ying will bring good luck to us, so we can have intelligent and beautiful twins like them."
Ji Rui was slightly stunned, feeling a subtle pain in his heart.
"Oh... is that so..." Ji Rui responded absentmindedly to Xu Tao, his gaze wistfully fixed on the boy and girl on the bed.
He felt fortunate to be here with Baobao today. Had it been Le Tong, seeing this scene, he couldn’t imagine how sad she would be.
This part must go!
Ji Rui silently made a decision.
After all, he and Le Tong already had Baobao, and one noble child was enough!
The two won let the kids play wildly on the bed until they had enough, and then asked Ji Rui and Xu Tao to take them downstairs.
Outside the small house was a little garden, and Baobao and Xiao Ying imdiately clamored to play there. Xu Tao called his sister-in-law, who was Xiao Ying’s mom, to watch over them.
Ji Rui settled in the living room, sipping tea and listening quietly as Xu Tao and his family discussed the wedding details for tomorrow. Upon closer listening, he realized how intricate getting married was. If not for love, few n would want to go through such silly, troubleso, and tedious rituals and procedures.
Eager to learn, Ji Rui stayed for the afternoon in Xu Tao’s sowhat unfamiliar house.
By the evening, when he left, his mind was filled with wedding steps and scenes. He automatically imagined himself and Le Tong in these scenes, turning the once silly, troubleso rituals into monts filled with love and happiness, with pink bubbles floating in his mind.
With Le Tong not coming ho, it was just the dejected duo, a big and small puppy, who randomly picked a Cantonese restaurant for dinner. After the waiter brought the dishes, the little one tried a few bites and, urged by President Ji, called Le Tong.
"Mummy, the food is terrible..." Baobao pretended to be pitiful with a frown.
At that mont, Le Tong was helping Luo Yuanyuan choose suitable jewelry to pair with the ten or eight outfits for the wedding, resembling a fashion show.
"Where’s Baobao?"
On the other end, Le Tong instinctively swallowed because she hadn’t eaten yet, and her stomach was growling. But Luo Yuanyuan was not satisfied with the designer’s match, insisting on dragging her to pick jewelry again, and Le Tong could only comply.
"At a restaurant... Mummy, are you really not coming ho tonight?"
Baobao asked pitifully, and Ji Rui encouraged him to make this call not to complain about the food but hoping Le Tong would change her mind and sneak back to join them.
"Mm, Baobao be good, Sister Yuanyuan..."
"Not sister, it’s Aunt Yuan’er!" Baobao mimicked Ji Rui’s tone perfectly.
"Ha, alright, Aunt Yuan’er it is!" Le Tong surrendered. "Mummy needs to help Aunt Yuan’er pick jewelry and prepare for her outing tomorrow, so I’m not coming back tonight. Baobao, sleep early and show everyone tomorrow what the most handso flower boy looks like! Okay?"
Baobao pouted as he held the phone, unwilling but not daring to be too spoiled, he just conceded reluctantly, "Alright then..."
"Baobao, give the phone to Daddy." Le Tong instructed him.
"Daddy, Mummy wants you!" Baobao pouted and handed the phone to Ji Rui.
"Are you really not coming back?" Ji Rui asked Le Tong abruptly as soon as he answered the phone.
Le Tong was taken aback, because Ji Rui had been speaking softly to her for a long ti; such a tone of grievance was indeed rare.
"Mm, not coming back. Rember to give Baobao one type of dicine, the blue box kind, two pills. Doctor Dong ntioned it’s better to be careful in crowded places."
For now, Baobao still needed to take so vitamins, but the dosage was gradually decreasing.
"Alright, if you’re worried, you can co back and give them yourself!" Ji Rui said sulkingly; he was now completely in the mindset of a husband abandoned by his wife.
Le Tong chuckled twice, barely holding back laughter, "How could such a small task stump our almighty President Ji?"
Listening to Le Tong’s laughter in her voice, Ji Rui felt even more aggrieved, "Okay, hang up, I need to eat now."
"Alright, enjoy your al, see you tomorrow."
Without waiting for Ji Rui to hang up, Le Tong had already ended the call first. Ji Rui listened to the long beep from the phone, anger flickering in his eyes as he stared at the screen displaying "Call ended," and reluctantly slamd down the phone.
Indeed, it’s more reliable to have her married as soon as possible; that way, she can’t use various excuses not to co ho.
If Le Tong at the Luo Family could sense President Ji’s thoughts, she’d probably kick him hard: "Heartless guy, ever since Baobao was discharged, have I not been busy for you two every day except work?"
He said she’s always finding excuses not to go ho?
Having set a goal, Ji Rui started testing Baobao with various suggestions on the way ho.
Since he claid he’d respect her, Ji Rui couldn’t force Le Tong to marry him. But Baobao could surely express a wish to his mommy that he hopes Daddy and Mommy would get married soon, right?
Baobao was quite quick on the uptake, and after a couple of hints from Ji Rui, he started imagining all the wonderful and harmonious scenarios of a family of three after Daddy and Mommy got married.
The simple one was Daddy and Mommy going with him to a family day.
The complex one was Daddy and Mommy taking him on a world tour, or even a trip to the moon.
With their minds filled with beautiful images, the father and son both felt better.
At nine o’clock, Ji Rui successfully coaxed Baobao to sleep. He then went to the study to handle so docunts.
Once busy, one would forget the ti.
Deeply imrsed in the stack of docunts, Ji Rui didn’t notice the ti until his phone rang.
Ji Rui thought it was Le Tong, but upon seeing the caller ID, it turned out to be Luo Yifan, who hadn’t appeared in a long ti.
"Brother Ji, Tongtong has a stomach ache. What kind of dicine should I buy for her?"
"What? Stomach ache?" Ji Rui imdiately stood up, his sudden movent knocking over the chair with a loud bang.
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