"So Baobao’s mommy is so amazing, she’s a superwoman! Then, Baobao, can you tell Uncle Sheng what the difference is between Baobao’s mommy and Baobao’s daddy’s wife?"
Ji Baby rolled his eyes at Yang Sheng, "Uncle Sheng, you’re really dumb!"
Yang Sheng wasn’t angry at all being called dumb by a little kid over four. He cheerfully pinched Baobao’s cheek, "Sweetie, quickly tell dumb uncle, what’s the real difference?"
Ji Baby swatted away his hand, stared at him for a while, then raised his head and asked Ji Rui in a childish voice, "Daddy, do you know?"
Ji Rui shook his head and honestly replied, "I don’t know either."
Ji Baby’s pretty eyes swept disdainfully between the two n, "Sigh, why are you both so dumb?"
Ji Rui was long used to being called dumb or a big bad guy by his darling son, so he didn’t react at all to this sneering conclusion. anwhile, Yang Sheng was stifling his laughter as being called dumb by a little kid was an exceptionally rare experience for him.
"Baobao, co on, your dumb daddy and dumb uncle are about to die from anxiety."
Ji Rui rolled his eyes at Yang Sheng, aning, you’re the dumb one, I’m not, you’re the anxious one, not .
Just like his daddy, Ji Baby also rolled his eyes at Yang Sheng.
"Dumb uncle, when choosing a wife, her legs shouldn’t be too thick or too thin, her waist should be thin and soft, her chest not too big or too small, her makeup not too heavy or too light, her eyes should be big and bright but not too seductive, and her face should be pretty but not too enchanting..."
Yang Sheng pursed his lips, struggling to hold back his laughter, watching Ji Baby enurate a list of criteria for wives with his fingers as if he were reciting them from mory, and eventually couldn’t help but burst into laughter, holding his stomach.
"Hahaha, Rui, you can forget about getting married this lifeti. Your boy’s criteria aren’t for choosing a wife, they’re for the emperor selecting an empress."
Yang Sheng silently sympathized with the five hundred young ladies of high society who had been criticized by Ji Baby. Surely, for those five hundred ladies to regain their confidence after such a blow, it would take a long ti.
Ji Rui indifferently said, "Then I’ll just stay single for life!"
"Besides, I’ve never even thought about getting married!" Ji Rui added.
His voice was low, and the Ji Baby in his arms seed not to hear his two sentences, or else he’d surely explode again.
However, Yang Sheng wasn’t surprised by Ji Rui’s words, even though Ji Rui never explicitly said so. From his deanor and actions, it was clear that he had little interest in marriage or finding a wife.
"Ah, right, Uncle Sheng, Baobao’s mommy has to cook as deliciously as the grandmother’s cooking!"
In Ji Rui’s arms, Ji Baby suddenly lifted his head, realizing he had left out a very important condition.
"Grandmother? Who?" Yang Sheng, who was almost doubled over with laughter, had his gossiping instincts aroused again. He looked at Ji Rui, hoping to get an answer from him.
Ji Rui casually said, "A part-ti worker."
Le Tong cooked at his place, and he paid her at Ji Family’s overti rate, so calling Le Tong a part-ti worker wasn’t incorrect.
"A part-ti worker who can beat Ji Family’s team of star chefs and easily won over the young master Ji’s stomach? This part-ti worker must be extraordinary, introduce her to my ho to be a part-ti worker too!"
Ji Rui didn’t even think, "She’s gone, and she’s not coming back."
For so reason, Ji Rui really didn’t want Yang Sheng to know that the grandmother Baobao ntioned was actually Le Tong.
In fact, more than not wanting Baobao to know, he preferred that Yang Sheng didn’t know.
Thus he said that to completely discourage Yang Sheng.
"Uh...I see..."
Yang Sheng was absurdly misled by Ji Rui’s words, thinking the grandmother was so old that she’d gone to paradise and wouldn’t be coming back.
"Weren’t you going to have fun? Go on, don’t waste ti here!"
Ji Rui worried that Yang Sheng would ask more questions, so he checked the ti and urged them to continue their thrilling adventure.
"Daddy, aren’t you coming with us?"
Ji Baby wrapped his arms around Ji Rui’s neck, hanging onto him entirely, with their faces close together. The look in Baobao’s eyes, filled with longing amidst his slight grievance, made Ji Rui feel like the outright bad guy that Baobao claid he was.
"Daddy will accompany you on the Ferris wheel, okay?" Ji Rui chose a relatively easier project to accept.
"Yay, Daddy will co with on the Ferris wheel..."
Ji Baby clapped his hands excitedly, his joyful manner filling Ji Rui with bouts of guilt.
Every Saturday, Ji Baby always clamored for him to play outside. Often, Ji Rui would find it annoying, but now he finally understood. Baobao dragged him out to play perhaps not just for the sake of playing.
It was, simply, just to have his daddy accompany him well.
Ji Rui stood up holding Baobao, but Yang Sheng remained seated.
"Let’s go!" Ji Rui gave him a look.
"You two go, I’ll sit and rest for a bit. Baobao was screaming nonstop just now, my ears are still ringing." Yang Sheng wanted to give the father and son more ti together.
The originally jubilant Ji Baby enjoying daddy’s company suddenly turned his head, "Hmph, dumb uncle, you scread even louder than just now! Like a pig!"
Yang Sheng obediently closed his mouth. He finally understood a truth: although Ji Rui and Ji Baby are father and son, Baobao is entirely different from his reserved father. Although young, Baobao’s sharp tongue seldom allows others to gain the upper hand in conversations.
Seeing Yang Sheng still unmoved, Ji Rui said, "Co on, the more, the rrier. Baobao would be happier."
Faced with the expectant eyes of the father and son, Yang Sheng softened, got up, and followed along.
The Ferris wheel rose to its highest point, probably about the sa height as the Ji Mansion. Since getting on the Ferris wheel, Ji Rui’s gaze had never left Baobao’s face.
Baobao pointed to the distant buildings with his finger, "Daddy, look, doesn’t that building look like a rocket?"
Ji Rui glanced quickly, "Hmm, it does."
Yang Sheng noticed his oddness and typed a few words on his phone, sending them out.
Ji Rui took out his phone and looked at it, "Rui, are you afraid of heights?" The sender was Yang Sheng.
Ji Rui looked up at Yang Sheng, then lowered his eyes to the screen, his fingers swiping and writing one word, "Yes," and sent it back.
"Baobao, do you want to co to Uncle Sheng?" Yang Sheng spread his arms toward Ji Baby.
To maintain balance, Ji Rui sat with Baobao on one side, and Yang Sheng sat opposite the father and son.
"No, I want to sit with Daddy!"
Ji Baby clung tightly to Ji Rui’s neck, refusing to let go, as if afraid that if he let go, Ji Rui would be taken away.
Ji Rui’s heart was very comforted. No matter how much Baobao bonded with Yang Sheng, the person he most wanted to stick with was still him!
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