Chapter 889: Chapter 119: Little Rui, I’m Taking You Home [Third Update]

But, can one really not care?

Perhaps at that time, he didn’t care.

But after listening to the "Tang Yige" recording and knowing Tang Yige’s true thoughts at that moment.

He thought, in addition to anger, many insecurities must have grown.

Rong Sinan was too outstanding.

And carried an air of arrogance.

He deeply loved Tang Yige, anyone else saying such things, he might not care, but not Tang Yige.

Hatred born out of love happens in an instant.

And because of insecurity, Rong Sinan’s eyes were veiled by an invisible black cloth from that moment on.

So when Tang Ruan informed him.

Yige and Lei Yicheng entered a hotel on a certain night, the seeds of suspicion in his heart began to take root and sprout.

And when he stayed outside that hotel all night long, early the next morning, seeing Yige and Lei Yicheng coming out of the hotel, Rong Sinan’s hatred for Yige reached its peak!

Rong Sinan recalled every stupid and extreme thing he did following that moment.

Thus.

Tang Ruan confessed to him, and he got together with her.

At that time, when he was with Tang Ruan, he didn’t think about getting to the point of marriage.

His purpose.

Was merely to provoke Tang Yige, to prove to her, that he, Rong Sinan, was not solely reliant on her, Tang Yige.

He, Rong Sinan, was not someone she could manipulate as she wished!

No other woman could maximize the provocation to Yige, but her biological sister, Tang Ruan, whom she always adored, was different.

He knew his revenge on her was insane, and childish.

But he couldn’t control it at all.

He was in great pain.

Great pain!

Because he realized, he still loved her.

However.

The clearer he was about his love for her, the more he hated her, the more insanely he wanted her to feel pain, wanted her to also feel his pain.

He seemed to be measuring his pain, then, giving it back to her double-fold.

So from then on, he was harsh and biting towards her, spewing venomous words.

But as these days dragged on, he began to feel empty, and from this emptiness rose a desperate desire for change.

He found such a life to be hopeless, and completely meaningless.

Thus, he chose to marry Tang Ruan.

Because he deceived and convinced himself.

Only by marrying Tang Ruan could he completely let go of her, let go of the obsession and hatred in his heart.

Which led to countless mistakes he made afterward, causing Yige to suffer endless torment and difficulty.

Rong Sinan loathed Tang Ruan, but he loathed himself even more.

If it weren’t for knowing from Ning Wenqing beforehand how dire Yige’s physical condition was, he wouldn’t have thought to investigate what happened during Yige’s wandering days, nor known the hardships she endured.

Not knowing these.

He wouldn’t have awakened to reality.

Perhaps he would have committed more evils against Yige in the future.

Rong Sinan was deeply disappointed in himself, he prided himself on being more perceptive than others, able to see many things clearly at a glance.

For instance, knowing it was Rong Mochen who caused Tang Ruan’s miscarriage, knowing it was Rong Mochen who intentionally sent him out of Z City to deal with Tang Ruan.

He knew all this.

But he didn’t expose it.

He thought he lived wisely.

Yet in the end, he was the most foolish one.

"And now? You should clearly understand Yige wouldn’t do such things, nor say such words," Rong Mochen spoke softly.

Rong Sinan slowly opened his eyes, filled with regret and hatred towards himself, "If even now I remain stubbornly deluded, going my own way, then I have truly wasted thirty plus years of living! Such a version of me does not deserve to keep Yige by my side, nor deserves Little Rui calling me father."

Rong Mochen gazed at Rong Sinan’s regretful face, sighed inwardly, raised his hand, and gently patted his brother’s shoulder, "It’s not too late now."

Rong Sinan nodded, looking in the direction of Rong Rui’s room, a faint curve pulling at the corners of his mouth, voice hoarse, "Yes. I will spend my remaining life compensating her, loving her, and will never repeat my mistakes, causing her even a moment’s pain."

Though Rong Sinan’s voice was hoarse, it was filled with determination and resolve.

Rong Mochen saw this, and couldn’t help but squeeze his shoulder again.

Rong Sinan turned his head, and the two brothers shared a smile.

...

Inside Rong Rui’s room.

Tang Yige had been holding onto Rong Rui without letting go, and her tears hadn’t stopped.

Rong Rui sat on her lap, tirelessly comforting her and wiping away her tears.

To soothe and comfort her, the little guy talked until his mouth was dry.

"Little Gege, please don’t cry anymore. If you keep crying, you’ll pass out."

Rong Rui looked at Tang Yige’s swollen eyes, worried.

Tang Yige sniffled and shook her head, lowering her head to kiss Rong Rui’s cheeks, nose, forehead, and eyes.

Except for his lips, she kissed all the places on Rong Rui’s face she could reach.

At first, Rong Rui blushed shyly, but after being kissed so much, he didn’t feel anything anymore.

Rong Rui sighed, reached out with his little chubby paws to hold Yige’s tear-streaked face, helplessly saying, "Little Gege, if you keep crying like this, I’ll feel really frustrated. As your boyfriend, I’ve comforted you for so long, yet you’re still crying. Don’t you think I’m quite pathetic?"

Pathetic?

Tang Yige laughed, but the tears still fell. Her warm and gentle hand lovingly touched the little guy’s soft, chubby face, touching it twice before lowering her head to kiss him again.

"..." Rong Rui really couldn’t take it anymore.

"Little Gege."

Before she kissed him again, Rong Rui released one hand to catch Yige’s descending red lips, looking at Yige, utterly helpless, "Little Gege, although I’m your boyfriend, if you keep kissing me like this out of nowhere, I’ll feel embarrassed. Plus, it makes me seem very casual and not reserved, you know?"

Tang Yige laughed and shook her head.

Rong Rui pursed his little lips, took a deep breath, and studied Yige’s face with a furrowed brow, "Tell me, Little Gege, are you crying or laughing now?"

"Laughing."

When Tang Yige spoke, her voice was so hoarse it was almost undecipherable.

Rong Rui rubbed his forehead, truly at a loss because of Yige.

With a sad little chubby face, he pouted, about to cry, "Little Gege, just tell me, what do you want me to do so you’ll stop crying?"

"I... I don’t want you to do anything, just... just stay with me."

For the first time, Tang Yige showed such vulnerability in front of Rong Rui.

She seemed to shed two lines of tears with every word she spoke.

Rong Rui felt like he was about to cry with her!

Ruffling the short hair on his head, Rong Rui stared at Tang Yige with his bun-like face, utterly helpless.

...

Zhang Lan prepared dinner with a belly full of doubts.

Rong Mochen, concerned about Jin Jumo at home, didn’t stay for dinner.

In fact, unless it’s an important engagement, Rong Mochen would regularly return to Jinming Port City to have dinner with Jin Jumo.

For casual gatherings with a few brothers, he’d eat at home before going out.

Yes.

Rong Mochen had successfully evolved into a good family man!

Rong Sinan couldn’t walk well, so he didn’t see Rong Mochen out the door but still watched him leave the courtyard.

Zhang Lan hesitated at the entrance of the hall after serving the dishes in the dining room, then walked towards Rong Rui’s room.

The door was locked from the inside, so Zhang Lan couldn’t open it. She raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Rong Rui’s somewhat hoarse voice came from inside.

Zhang Lan was slightly stunned. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

She wondered what happened to the little guy’s voice.

"Yige, Little Rui, dinner is ready." Zhang Lan said.

"OK, we’ll be right out." Rong Rui replied.

His voice was still somewhat hoarse, but his tone didn’t seem anything unusual.

Zhang Lan paused and said, "Hurry up, the food gets cold quickly in this weather."

"Got it."

After hearing Rong Rui’s response, Zhang Lan finally turned around, her gaze falling on Rong Sinan who was sitting on a stone stool in the courtyard, "Sir, can you walk by yourself? Otherwise, I can help you into the house."

Zhang Lan said, about to come down.

"No need, Aunt Zhang, I can manage." Rong Sinan said.

Thinking for a moment, Zhang Lan didn’t insist and returned to the hall.

Walking into the dining room, Zhang Lan served everyone’s rice and placed it nicely.

She also laid out the chopsticks, soup bowls, and spoons one by one, just as Rong Sinan entered.

Zhang Lan quickly pulled out the chair at the head of the table.

Rong Sinan walked over, sat in the chair, placed his cane at the edge of his seat, and then raised his eyes, staring into the dining room.

Zhang Lan clasped her hands together, and with the corner of her eye glanced at the door, seeing Rong Rui and Yige hadn’t come out yet.

Her eyes hesitated, flickered twice, and she looked at Rong Sinan to ask, "Sir, what’s happened with Yige? And your leg..."

These questions had been on Zhang Lan’s mind ever since she saw Yige appear, clinging tightly to Rong Rui, refusing to let go, and then Rong Sinan being supported by Rong Mochen to walk in. But she had suppressed asking all this time.