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Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 752 - 33: She Has Never Hated Herself and Rong Sinan So Much
Tang Yige’s lips quivered slightly.
Why was he so angry?
Just because she said she wanted to go back to her reserved hotel room to rest?
"Tang Yige, sometimes I really admire you! All these years, you’re the only one I’ve managed to consistently dislike!"
Rong Sinan sneered coldly, his tone matching his words, filled with disgust.
Tang Yige’s face turned deathly pale.
The hands hanging by her sides also clenched tightly.
Seeing the paleness on Tang Yige’s face, Rong Sinan finally felt a bit better. He glanced at her with narrowed eyes, brushed past her coldly, and headed for the bathroom.
Bam...
The bathroom door was slammed shut.
Tang Yige’s shoulders trembled, the stinging sensation in her eyes surging up violently.
Yige quickly raised her head, opened her lips, and took a deep breath.
...
By the time Rong Sinan emerged from the bathroom, Tang Yige had already left the suite.
Staring at the empty room, Rong Sinan almost suspected that she had never been there, that everything was just a dream.
He lifted a hand to pinch his nose lightly, his face stern as he walked to the bedside, picked up the phone, turned it on, and dialed a number, "Where is Tang Ruan?"
"...Wasn’t it you who had her detained at the airport? Of course, she’s still at the airport," the voice on the other end said.
"Release her," Rong Sinan said after a brief pause.
"...Release her?"
"Yes."
Rong Sinan responded and then hung up the call.
He then dialed another number.
"Oh, Young Master Rong, what wind blew your call to me today? It’s rare, rare indeed."
"Director Liao, I have something here. Are you interested?" Rong Sinan didn’t indulge in pleasantries, his voice clear and cold, not overbearing but not at all friendly either.
"..." The person on the other end paused and laughed, "Young Master Rong, I don’t quite understand what you’re saying. Would you mind explaining it to me?"
"Qing She." Rong Sinan’s eyes reflected a cold light as he spoke slowly.
The person on the other end stopped breathing entirely.
When they spoke again, their voice was trembling, "Young Master Rong, over the years, we have collaborated frequently, and I have never let you down or done anything inappropriate towards you, right?"
"Why is Director Liao so nervous?" Rong Sinan said indifferently.
"...Young Master Rong, let’s not beat around the bush. What do you want me to do? Just say it."
Rong Sinan squinted his eyes, "I heard that my father-in-law, Tang Yuwen, was taken in by your bureau. I wonder, as he’s always been law-abiding and focused on his art, whether there might be some misunderstanding in this matter? Please, Director Liao, investigate this thoroughly!"
"..." The person on the other end took a breath and said tremblingly, "Young Master Rong, you’re putting me in a difficult position, aren’t you?"
"Director Liao, what do you mean? Didn’t you ask me to speak plainly? Why does it become difficult for you once I say it?"
"...Young Master Rong, stop playing riddles with me. This matter was personally mandated by your brother, President Rong, to ensure no favoritism and that strict punishment is necessary."
"If that’s what Director Liao is worried about, it’s not necessary. I’ll speak to Mo Chen about it personally." Rong Sinan looked towards the floor-to-ceiling window and spoke softly.
"This...very well."
"Thank you for your trouble." Rong Sinan said, ready to hang up.
"...Young Master Rong, please wait."
Rong Sinan’s hand paused slightly, frowning lightly, "Does Director Liao have anything else?"
"About my thing..."
Rong Sinan pressed his lips together, "Rest assured, once the matter is resolved, someone will deliver it to you personally."
"Good, good."
Rong Sinan hung up the phone.
He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the misty sky, his gaze deep and obscure.
...
Tang Yige returned to the hotel room; Rong Rui was still asleep.
She raised her eyes to glance at the clock on the wall. It was almost seven, meaning Rong Rui would wake up soon.
Yige walked over, stood by the bed, and stared at Rong Rui’s chubby sleeping face for a while, then got up and lay down beside him.
She rested a hand under her head, carefully observing Rong Rui’s forehead downwards.
When her gaze moved past his chubby little mouth, she suddenly turned back.
Yige reached out a finger, gently caressing Rong Rui’s little mouth.
Yige frowned slightly, pondering deeply.
She must be losing her mind, thinking that Rong Rui’s mouth resembles someone else’s...
With a bitter smile, Yige withdrew her finger.
She stared at Rong Rui in a daze.
...
In her sleep, Yige felt her eyelashes tickling.
She frowned tightly, instinctively reaching out to wave away whatever was tickling her eyes.
But before her hand could lift.
A sharp pain registered on her eyelid.
Tang Yige inhaled sharply, abruptly opening her eyes in surprise.
Then she saw, sitting cross-legged beside her, a Little Maitreya Buddha, holding a black long eyelash in his chubby little hand...
Tang Yige looked at Rong Rui, unsure whether to be angry or to laugh at this moment!
"Little Gege, your eyelashes are so long, look~~~"
Rong Rui, with a serious little face, pinched an eyelash between his two short, chubby fingers and held it in front of Tang Yige.
Tang Yige, "..." What should she do if she wants to spank him?!
Rong Rui saw Yige squinting at him, his soft, chubby face twitching. He lowered his head and moved his big eyes closer to Tang Yige, "Little Gege, do you think my eyelashes are long?"
Tang Yige, "..." Still wants to spank him! But she also felt a bit like laughing! What was the little guy up to now!
When Rong Rui raised his little head, he cautiously kissed Tang Yige’s forehead with his little mouth, saying, "Little Gege, I now think your eyelashes are longer than mine."
He originally wanted Yige to pluck one of his eyelashes, to make it even.
But when he got his eyes close to Yige’s, he regretted it.
After all, judging by Little Gege’s reaction just now, it must have hurt!
Therefore, he decided not to take the risk!
At most, he’d cheer her up, saying her eyelashes were longer than his, as compensation!
Rong Rui thought this to himself and felt he had sacrificed a lot.
Tang Yige, "..." Her head was full of black lines!
Sitting up from the bed, Tang Yige glanced at the time again.
When her eyes fell on the clock, Tang Yige’s eyes widened slightly.
When she came back, it was not yet seven; now it was past nine.
Which meant she had unknowingly fallen asleep and slept for more than two hours.
Tang Yige looked at Rong Rui, who was fiddling with the eyelash he’d taken from her, and her eye twitched. She reached out, pulled him into her arms, pinched his chubby little face, and lowered her head to kiss him on his little face a lot.
Then, she left the little chubby one, who was dumbfounded by her sudden action, got out of bed, and went straight to the bathroom to freshen up, planning to take him to the downstairs restaurant for breakfast.







