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After saying this, he immediately relaxed his brow and said to the tall and dignified man, âMr. Li, my wife is still running a fever. Iâll take her to the hospital first, so I wonât disturb you any longer. Please take good care of Yan for us.â
He didnât mention at all about Rong Yan going back home, nor did he put on the elderâs manner like Jiang Meiqi did. But that eager-to-please attitude, almost as if he would sell his daughter for glory, was hardly any better than Jiang Meiqiâs.
Gu Ming watched with a feeling of revulsion.
However, with Rong Nanfeng arriving, even if Jiang Meiqi and Rong Weiwei were reluctant, they still had to leave.
Once Jiang Meiqi and Rong Weiwei left, Dihor Garden instantly regained its tranquility.
Gu Ming, very observant, said, âMr. Li, Miss Rong, I will go and make a cup of coffee. Still two cups of Blue Mountain?â
âIâll just have a glass of mineral water,â Rong Yan said. She couldnât stomach coffee at the moment, feeling that this short hour had been especially exhausting, more so than the hectic work and travel of the past week.
Suddenly, the bedroom door clicked open, and the little darling rushed out, dashing to Rong Yan and hugged her worriedly. âMom, are you alright?â
He was so worried just now, wishing he could have burst out to protect mom.
But he knew all too well that he was too small.
The bad people wouldnât be afraid of him at all if he rushed out; it would only bring unnecessary trouble to his familyâs Little Demon Rong.
But hiding inside, listening to outsiders bully his familyâs Little Demon Rong, his heart was almost twisted into knots.
Thankfully, thankfully, the big bad guy came back early and chased those bad people away.
Rong Yan was abruptly embraced so fully she nearly fell over. She quickly steadied herself to prevent the little one from falling with her.
Li Shengxiao looked at the little one on her leg and spoke in a low voice, âIt was Duidui who called me to say that there were people at home and told me to come back quickly.â
Rong Yan paused for a moment, looked at the little one on her leg, and reached out to stroke Little Babyâs head, asking, âWas it baby who called daddy?â
Li Duidui was reluctant to admit that he had initiated a call to the big bad guy. He pouted and said begrudgingly, âI heard them bullying mom from my room. I was so worried that I called⦠daddy.â
He still thought that Little Demon Rong was with the big bad guy because of him, so he didnât want to recognize this daddy.
He didnât care who had given him half of his genes; all he knew was that his familyâs Little Demon Rong had brought him into this world through toil and trouble and raised him till now.
It didnât matter who his dad was. As long as Little Demon Rong liked him, he didnât care about the adultsâ insistence that only a real dad mattered.
Real dads were not good at all. Little Demon Rongâs dad and mom werenât good, always bullying his familyâs Little Demon Rong!
It was as if he remembered something, his big eyes filled with worry. He clutched the hem of Rong Yanâs clothes hesitantly, and then with his childish voice, he said, âMom, donât be sad. You still have me, and⦠daddy, and grandma⦠We all like you. I like mom the most!â
He didnât want his familyâs Little Demon Rong to be unhappy because of those people. It was enough that his familyâs Little Demon Rong had his love, without needing those peopleâs affection and care!
He cared for his mommy, and that was enough!
Rong Yan couldnât say that her mood had been completely unaffected by what had happened earlier, but any negative feelings she had vanished upon hearing her sonâs sweet declaration. She crouched down, pinched the little oneâs chubby cheeks, and lifted the corners of her mouth, saying, âAlright, Iâm not sad, rest assured.â
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