Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 743 - 26: My Leg Hurts a Bit—If You Don’t Mind, Give It a Massage

Chapter 743: Chapter 26: My Leg Hurts a Bit—If You Don’t Mind, Give It a Massage

At the same time, the suite door facing the elevator also opened from the inside.

Tang Yige suddenly tightened her grip on Rong Rui’s little hand.

Rong Rui’s chubby face twitched from the sudden squeeze, and his shoulders shrugged up. Ouch, it hurt!

She felt Rong Rui’s little hand twitching in her palm.

Tang Yige slightly inhaled, then looked down at Rong Rui.

Rong Rui bared his teeth showing a pained expression.

Tang Yige’s lips trembled slightly, and she loosened her grip.

She raised her head again and looked towards the door.

Geng Yi stood at the doorway, his eyes widened in disbelief as if he’d seen a ghost upon seeing Tang Yige.

It wasn’t until he saw Tang Yige stepping out of the elevator holding a little chubby hand that Geng Yi took a sharp breath and regained his senses.

His gaze traveled across Rong Rui, then back to Tang Yige, his eyes complicated, "Miss Tang."

Tang Yige knew Geng Yi.

Geng Yi was a university classmate of someone she knew.

Later, when they established a law firm, Geng Yi became one of the partners.

"Long time no see." Tang Yige tugged lightly at her lips.

Geng Yi gave an awkward smile and stepped out from the door, "Are you here to see our boss, Miss Tang?"

Tang Yige gave a slight nod.

"Oh." Geng Yi said dryly, his eyes turning once again to Rong Rui.

Rong Rui was wearing a hat, with the brim pulled down low, his eyebrows and eyes concealed beneath it, only revealing half of his face.

But the little guy stood sturdily next to the stunning Tang Yige, without losing any sense of presence, making him impossible to ignore.

Geng Yi blinked, a sense of suspicion arising in his heart.

Who is this child?

Geng Yi pressed his lips; although curious, given his mere acquaintance with Tang Yige, it wasn’t appropriate to ask more.

So he withdrew his gaze, nodding towards Tang Yige, brushed past her, opened the elevator, and went in.

"Mr. Geng."

Just as the elevator doors were about to close completely, Tang Yige’s voice came from outside the elevator.

Geng Yi was slightly startled and instinctively reached out to open the elevator, looking at Tang Yige with confusion.

Tang Yige looked slightly embarrassed, "Mr. Geng, could I ask you for a favor?"

"..." Geng Yi was stunned for a while before nodding awkwardly, "Go ahead."

"I’m here to discuss something with your boss. If Mr. Geng has no other engagements, could you help look after Little Rui for a bit?"

Tang Yige looked at Geng Yi, her tone gentle and her demeanor humble.

It was completely unlike the arrogant, overbearing image and a hint of legendary promiscuity that Geng Yi had imagined.

Though she was beautiful and alluring, she didn’t give off an impression of frivolity or carelessness.

However.

Perhaps she was simply good at disguises.

With this thought, Geng Yi gave Tang Yige a polite and slightly distant smile, "No problem."

"Thank you," Tang Yige expressed sincerely.

Geng Yi was taken aback again, the corner of his mouth slightly stiffening.

Tang Yige squatted in front of Rong Rui, gently touching his head, "Little Rui, play with this uncle for a bit. Once I’m finished, I’ll come for you right away. Then, I’ll take you to have something delicious, alright?"

"Little Gege, are you going to abandon me?" Rong Rui said mournfully, leaning on Tang Yige.

Tang Yige laughed and hugged him, "Only if I can manage it."

Rong Rui’s face darkened, feeling he couldn’t enjoy playing with her as much anymore!

Although Rong Rui didn’t want to leave Tang Yige, he sensibly refrained from pestering or making a fuss. After sticking to Yige for a while, he then went downstairs with Geng Yi.

Watching the elevator descend, Tang Yige pinched her fingertips, turned around, and looked at the open suite door.

She did not give herself the chance to hesitate.

Tang Yige stepped towards the suite.

As she reached the doorway, Tang Yige quickly glanced inside but didn’t see Rong Sinan.

So she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

After knocking, Yige waited for a while, but no one responded.

Standing at the door, Tang Yige frowned slightly, contemplated, and went inside.

However.

Just as she stepped in, a neatly-built figure emerged from the suite’s bedroom.

Their eyes met unexpectedly, both startled.

Rong Sinan seemed to have just taken a shower, wearing white loungewear, barefoot, and with droplets of water on his short hair. The naturally gentle and refined man now appeared particularly handsome.

This version of him.

Made Tang Yige instantly recall Rong Sinan from eighteen years ago.

Eighteen years ago, Rong Sinan was also eighteen.

Very handsome!

Clean, elegant, warm, sunny, wonderful.

At that time, when he smiled at her, she felt so happy she almost fainted.

Tang Yige’s heart raced, but her legs remained stuck at the doorway, her enchanting eyes totally out of her own control, glued to him.

Rong Sinan was momentarily stunned.

Then, as usual, he turned his gaze away, walked to the refrigerator, opened it, took out a bottle of purified water, unscrewed it, and drank it.

The way he drank was very masculine.

Water droplets that he couldn’t swallow slid down his lips, extraordinarily sexy.

Tang Yige’s face heated up as well, not daring to let herself keep watching, she quickly turned her gaze away.

Then, she did something that made her want to chop off her hand.

She reached out and... closed the door!

With a thud, it slammed into Tang Yige’s heart.

Tang Yige froze.

Her face, ears, neck, and even her entire body, turned crimson!

There was no reason for her to... close the door!

Tang Yige, are you crazy?!

Tang Yige awkwardly lowered her head a little, hiding her hands behind her back, one hand regretfully slapped the hand that had just closed the door.

Tang Yige’s inner drama was rich, but Rong Sinan was so calm he couldn’t be calmer, he didn’t care about Tang Yige’s action of closing the door at all.

After drinking the water, Rong Sinan glanced lightly at Tang Yige, his voice clear, "What would you like to drink?"

Tang Yige pursed her lips and shook her head.

Rong Sinan stared at her for two seconds, then put the purified water in his hand back into the refrigerator and closed the fridge door.

He took steps towards the sofa, "Do you plan to talk to me at the door?"

"..."

If possible, she really thought talking at the door wasn’t bad!

With a quick glance at Rong Sinan from the corner of her eye, she saw he was already sitting on the sofa, exhaled silently, and had no choice but to walk over.

Watching her approach, Rong Sinan raised a distinctly jointed finger and pointed to the sofa opposite, "Sit."

Tang Yige walked to the sofa and sat down.

Wasting no time, she went straight to the point, "You said you had something to discuss last night, what is it?"

Rong Sinan’s cool eyes slightly narrowed, his mouth corners lightly lifted, watching Tang Yige’s unnaturally solitary face with him, "In such a rush?"

Tang Yige’s face twitched, she softly said, "I just think, you don’t want to be alone with me."

"You think?" Rong Sinan scoffed, "Tang Yige, do you live solely on your assumptions?"

Tang Yige frowned, looking at Rong Sinan, her voice still calm, "I came to discuss things with you, not to argue."

"Am I arguing with you?" Rong Sinan scoffed back.

Tang Yige furrowed her brows even tighter.

Thinking of the task she promised Zhou Xueran last night, she held back from saying anything further.

Rong Sinan squinted his eyes, seemingly unintentionally, reaching to touch his left leg.

Tang Yige saw it, and her hands, resting on her knees, suddenly clenched into fists, looking at Rong Sinan, "Does your leg still hurt?"

"I’m already a cripple, what’s a little pain," Rong Sinan self-mockingly said, but his gaze on Tang Yige grew deeper.

"...What cripple, it’s not obvious at all," Tang Yige whispered, her fair face frowning, clearly disliking him calling himself a cripple or lame.

Rong Sinan looked at Tang Yige, "Not obvious?"

Tang Yige seriously nodded, "You can’t even tell without a close look."

"So, you’re saying that on a close look, it’s still noticeable that I’m lame..."

"Why do you have to call yourself that? Who besides yourself has ever called you a cripple or lame? Does saying that about yourself make you happy?"

"Aren’t you the one who despises me for being..."

"When have I ever disliked you? Even if now, or even if your entire left leg were gone, I would still..."

At this point, Tang Yige abruptly stopped, tightly pressing her lips together, saying nothing further.

Rong Sinan gazed at Tang Yige; although she didn’t continue speaking.

Her tightly pressed lips and flushed face told him.

She was angry.

What was she angry about?

Was it because he called himself lame?

But he "is"!

Rong Sinan squinted his eyes, gazing at Tang Yige, slowly saying, "My leg hurts a bit, if you don’t mind, help me massage it."

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