Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 695 - 594: Love That Eats Away at the Soul—How Could There Be Such an Adorable Woman in This World_3

Chapter 695: Chapter 594: Love That Eats Away at the Soul—How Could There Be Such an Adorable Woman in This World_3

Saturday.

Tang Yige finally met the girl who supposedly captured the heart of the "Great Demon King."

Her name is Jin Jumo.

At first glance, she immediately liked that girl.

Her eyes were pure, devoid of any messy things inside.

It seemed normal for Rong Mochen to be captivated by such a girl.

At the evening’s birthday party, Yige went but did not meet Rong Mochen and the others.

Later, she noticed that the number of people attending the party kept increasing, and the turnout was surprisingly large, which puzzled her.

Was it really necessary for Grandpa Xiao to make such a grand affair for a fifteen-year-old girl’s birthday party?

Tang Yige sat in the most secluded corner of the banquet. Although it was remote and far from the crowd, her view was quite expansive, almost allowing her to see every corner of the banquet.

Yige held a cocktail, gently shaking it, her gaze idly moving around the banquet.

"That dress, so beautiful!"

A few envious exclamations emerged from the crowd.

Tang Yige raised an eyebrow, her beautiful eyes lazily and casually scanned over.

Then she saw Rong Mochen in a tailored dark black suit and trousers, wearing a white shirt and a black-and-white striped waistcoat, alongside Jin Jumo, in a handcrafted emerald green strapless evening dress, elegant yet still retaining a fresh and lovely youthful charm, walking on the red carpet into the banquet.

Tang Yige leaned her snake-like soft and slender waist against the sofa, her lips curling as she appreciatively watched the couple.

Secretly thinking, Rong Mochen and Jin Jumo were a perfect match!

"Look quickly!" A few awed voices emerged again from the crowd.

Tang Yige lazily looked over...

When she saw a pair of men and women entering from the entrance of the banquet, the curve on Tang Yige’s lips froze, and the fingers holding the cocktail suddenly tightened.

Qing Jue’s eyes were fixated on that man.

He actually didn’t like wearing such formal suits.

Usually, his attire was mostly casual knitwear and shirts, with his trousers being more of a casual style.

Yige had seen this suited version of Rong Sinan before.

Little did he know, compared to wearing casual and gentle knitwear, he looked even better in a suit!

Yige selectively ignored the woman holding his arm.

In some ways, Yige was quite similar to Lei Yicheng.

When that person in their heart appeared, it seemed like to their eyes, the whole world contained only that one person, and no one else.

Yet, when Yige’s eyes swept over his slightly limping left leg, her heart slightly ached.

She didn’t know if Yige’s gaze was too intense because Rong Sinan suddenly glanced her way.

Yige inhaled sharply, her heart pounding wildly despite the embarrassment and awkwardness, yet she couldn’t bear to move her gaze away from him.

However,

Rong Sinan merely glanced in her direction, then swiftly moved his gaze as if nothing had happened.

His manner made Yige uncertain whether he saw her or not...

She didn’t know what Tang Ruan said to him.

He lowered his eyes gently, a slight, warm, tolerant smile on his lips, conversing quietly with her.

The man appeared gentle and elegant, the woman delicate and beautiful; using an expression like "a match made in heaven" to describe them seemed entirely appropriate.

Yige’s eyes filled with bitterness, yet she masochistically couldn’t bear to look away.

Suddenly, her wrist was firmly grasped by a large hand.

Tang Yige, holding a cocktail, was suddenly pulled by her wrist out of the banquet hall in an unguarded moment.

Rong Sinan, who had been speaking softly with Tang Ruan with his head lowered, subtly furrowed his gentle brows without anyone noticing.

...

Not knowing where she was dragged to by this pull, Yige almost twisted her ankle several times in her high heels.

"Indeed, the air inside is bad; now out here, it feels much better."

As her wrist was released, a man’s deep voice drifted down from above Yige’s head.

Tang Yige’s legs trembled slightly, entirely because she ran too fast, too disheveled.

Holding an empty cocktail glass after having been dragged this far, not a drop of the drink remained!

Breathing lightly, Yige angrily glared at the sturdy man in front of her, "Lei Yicheng, are you really insane?!"

Lei Yicheng’s harsh eyebrows and eyes were cold, his lips pressed in a stern line.

His deep eyes studied Yige’s angry face for a long moment; suddenly, he placed his hands on his hips, moved his eyes away from her face, exhaled a deep breath, then turned back to look at Yige, slowly smiling, "I am sick, and you’re my cure! The only way to cure me is by having you!"

Yige, "..."

Looking at his smiling face, her anger suddenly evaporated.

Slightly licking her lower lip, Tang Yige took a deep breath, looking at Lei Yicheng, "Let’s go back, the party just started and we left; it’s not good."

"Nan Qing won’t mind these things," Lei Yicheng replied.

"..." Yige paused, momentarily unsure of what to say.

Lei Yicheng took out cigarettes and a lighter from his suit pants, opened the pack and took one out, speaking while raising a brow at Yige, "Didn’t you notice the suit I’m wearing today?"

Yige paused slightly, looked at the suit Lei Yicheng was wearing.

A deep black suit, with black attire inside...

Noticed that, the tie and shoes were all black...

Yige didn’t notice initially but now found it quite amusing!

Yige held her forehead, resisted but couldn’t help bursting into laughter.

Lei Yicheng had just lit his cigarette when he heard Yige’s slightly hoarse laughter.

He furrowed his brows, peered at her.

Seeing her laugh with her bright eyes shining, his lips curled up. His long fingers holding the cigarette tapped on her head, "What’s so funny?"

Tang Yige held her stomach, almost laughed out tears, "You, you’re saying you can’t dress yourself, why didn’t you get a stylist to help you? Honestly, with this get-up, if I didn’t know you were attending a birthday party, I would think you’re going to a funeral..."

"What nonsense. If Nan Qing hears you, be careful he won’t let you off!" Lei Yicheng laughed, tapping Yige’s forehead once more.

Tang Yige realized she misspoke, paused, and earnestly turned her head to clear her last sentence a few times.

Lei Yicheng watched, his deep eyes filled with a gentle smile.

How could this world have such a lovely woman!

Tang Yige calmed down, seriously looking at Lei Yicheng, "Really, let’s go back to the party now."

This time Lei Yicheng did not refuse but said, "Wait a moment, I’ll go in after finishing this cigarette."

"You smoke, I’ll go in first, come in after you’re done," Yige said, preparing to head towards the banquet.

Lei Yicheng frowned, grabbed Yige’s arm, "Why rush? Let’s go together."

"I’m going to the bathroom, you want to come too?"

Yige’s eyes slightly narrowed, curling her lips, glancing back at him.

"..." Lei Yicheng’s brows furrowed deeper, staring at Yige’s eyes intensely, the cigarette between his lips moved as if wanting to speak, but eventually said nothing.

He slowly released Yige’s hand, watching her as she walked towards the banquet without looking back.

Lei Yicheng’s mouth curved in self-mockery.

This woman, to avoid him, didn’t even bother to change her excuse!

...

After parting from Lei Yicheng, Yige did not return to the banquet but wandered around the Shanshui Villa.

Then suddenly came the hurried panting of a man and a woman, along with some unmentionable noises.

Suddenly.

Tang Yige stopped, her face flushed red, not even thinking, she turned to leave.

However, as soon as she turned around, she looked right into a pair of dark and deep eyes.