Chapter 303: Chapter 303

"Mr. Ji, didn’t you say you wanted to buy something?"

Ji Rui paused for a moment. Actually, he didn’t really have anything to buy; he just wanted to spend more time with Le Tong. That’s why, when she said she wanted to go home, he said he wanted to go home too. When she said she wanted to shop, he just conveniently had something to buy.

"Haven’t forgotten what you wanted to buy, have you?"

Le Tong threw him a disdainful look, then lowered her head to continue unloading items from the cart, muttering softly, "Pig brain..."

This time, Ji Rui vaguely heard her say "pig brain," but he wasn’t entirely sure.

Following them was a woman in her sixties, probably around Le Tong’s height, who clearly heard Le Tong’s teasing.

"Young man, your wife called you pig brain!"

The woman cheerfully relayed Le Tong’s words out loud, causing Le Tong to stiffen.

Several people around laughed together, and Ji Rui was taken aback. Instead of feeling angry, his mood improved significantly, and he asked the woman with a smile.

"What’s a pig’s wife called?" He asked, glancing meaningfully at Le Tong, who pretended to be an ostrich.

The woman finished speaking and joined in laughter with the crowd.

Ji Rui couldn’t help but show a faint smile, suddenly realizing, "Oh, it’s called Mrs. Pig..."

Ji Rui had forgotten how long it had been since he’d felt like laughing uncontrollably.

All he remembered was that ever since Baobao got sick, his expression had been much more tense than before.

Le Tong wished she could find a hole to crawl into. At this moment, she was surrounded by laughter and didn’t even dare look back at the man.

Le Tong paid and pushed the shopping cart, wanting to escape.

Ji Rui swiftly grabbed the cart handle. "Let me push the cart."

She had already paid, so there was no way she should be doing the heavy lifting as well.

Le Tong just wanted to leave the crowd’s gaze quickly. She shoved the loaded cart towards Ji Rui, while she hastily walked towards the exit.

Ji Rui had only taken a few steps when two bodyguards approached.

"Young master, Xiao Li sent us to pick you up."

Ji Rui handed the cart to the bodyguards and quickly chased after Le Tong.

Ji Rui didn’t intend to tease Le Tong. Earlier, he had just asked a casual question, not expecting the woman to cleverly help him make fun of Le Tong.

Le Tong huffed, ignored him, and walked even faster.

Ji Rui, initially feeling tense, heard her huff like his son would when throwing a tantrum and couldn’t help but want to laugh.

In the past, he always thought Le Tong was cunning and calculating, unconsciously complicating her simple actions. Now, he realized that underneath the mask, Le Tong sometimes was just like Baobao, playful like a child.

He now vaguely understood why someone as two-faced as Yang Sheng would be so genuinely good to Le Tong.

"Dinner’s on me, eat however you like, okay?" Ji Rui couldn’t help but coax Le Tong softly, like soothing a baby.

Le Tong sharply turned back, looked at Ji Rui as if he was crazy, and then gritted her teeth.

"It was supposed to be on you anyway. Asking a penniless secretary to treat you to a feast? Aren’t you shameless? Where’s your face?"

Ji Rui involuntarily touched his face. "It’s still here!"

Le Tong threw him a big eye roll and turned away, no longer paying attention to him.

This man, does he genuinely not know if he’s truly dumb or just pretending?

But, with his wit, he could hardly be genuinely dumb; he was merely a cunning introvert!

Admittedly, Le Tong really did understand Ji Rui quite well.

Ji Rui from before, most often with a wooden face, always gave off an image of being rigid and cold.

Little did people know, he was just too lazy to deal with others.

Moreover, ever since his mother passed away, he had always been caught in a whirlpool of schemes, scarcely having the chance to genuinely laugh and joke with others. Consequently, the lively and bright side of his nature was completely suppressed, and over time, he became what he is now: unsmiling and cold.

Now with Le Tong, he was mostly unconcerned, even without realizing it, he had already approached her with the same attitude he had for Baobao.

Though not entirely opening up, at least there were no excessive deceptions and lies.

And Le Tong’s straightforward and outgoing personality happened to slowly lure out his suppressed nature.

Le Tong initially didn’t want to deal with him, but thinking it over, she wouldn’t back down, and glanced at him.

"Ji Rui, you used to always say I like to pretend."

"Hmm? Did I?" Ji Rui’s obliviousness was rising.

If only she didn’t want to get too close to him, Le Tong would absolutely reach out to pull on his face, doubting whether this person is just someone else wearing Ji Rui’s mask pretending to be him.

"See, when it comes to pretending, you could leave me far behind."

Ji Rui, what sort of person was he?

A genius who graduated from the top international school at just fifteen, undoubtedly with intimidatingly high intelligence.

Therefore, if he wanted to, pretending to be dumb was certainly second nature.

Previously, no one or nothing really needed him to pretend.

Ji Rui looked at her casually, bent down to open the car door, and gestured for her to get in first.

Le Tong rolled her eyes at him, tucked herself into the car.

She woefully discovered that to men, she was likely as a guinea pig; this man was quite caught up in teasing her now.

So, after getting into the car, Le Tong pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Ji Rui also understood the need to stop, and unexpectedly, he too didn’t say anything.

Finally, the silence was interrupted by the driver in front.

"Miss Le, the young master was worried you might be hungry and insisted we bring you a cake."

With that, he handed over a delicate box.

Le Tong said "thank you," took the box, and opened it.

As the lid opened, an enticing aroma filled Le Tong’s nose, and her stomach immediately growled in response.

"Baobao had you go buy it?"

Le Tong reached to pinch a piece and put it in her mouth, squinting as she took a big bite.

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"The old master and madam sent it over."

Le Tong’s hand paused, her expression changing. "The old Chairman?"

Ji Rui’s face didn’t look much better either. "Who told him?"

Ji Rui’s tone had completely lost the previous warmth and composure, reverting to its usual cold austerity.

The driver glanced at Ji Rui through the rear-view mirror, hesitated before answering. "We didn’t say anything, the master came on his own."

Ji Rui’s expression grew even darker.