Chapter 311: Chapter 311

Le Tong was cooking, and Ji Rui was hanging around next to her, neither helping nor talking much.

Le Tong was not used to this being-watched sensation, "Mr. Ji, why don’t you go read a magazine outside."

The subtext of her words was that since you’re not helping and just getting in the way, it’s better for you to sit outside.

Ji Rui clearly didn’t understand the real meaning behind her words, "I’m just watching."

Le Tong glanced at him, "Are you trying to learn how to cook?"

The man shook his head without a hint of hesitation, "No, I can’t learn it!"

Some things indeed require talent, such as cooking.

During Ji Rui’s time studying abroad, he had tried to enter the kitchen, but each time, he almost blew it up. After a few attempts, Ji Rui stopped going into the kitchen.

Mr. Ji seemed to be quite aware of his son’s incompetence in life skills, providing Young Master Ji with a full range of maids, chefs, and butlers.

"Then you should go read a magazine outside. You’re affecting my performance standing here."

Le Tong felt quite uncomfortable being watched, so she unceremoniously chased Ji Rui out.

Ji Rui stood silently for a while longer before finally standing up and walking out.

Not long after, Ji Rui came back in, placing a small plate of cookies and a cup of tea on the counter. This text is hosted at novel~fire~net

"You’re hungry, right? Have a couple to fill up your stomach first."

Le Tong glanced at him, wondering if this man had been cramming courses on improving interpersonal relationships lately, as the previously harsh and arrogant President Ji seemed like a different person.

Le Tong still remembered vividly, her first time at Ji Rui’s house, when Baobao went on an outing, and she was forced to come over and prepare food for father and son.

At that time, this man sat like a lord in the living room, totally indifferent to her hunger and thirst, and when she spoke to him, he gave her the cold shoulder.

And back then, she seemed like a bullied little wife, daring to be angry but not to speak up against President Ji’s malicious exploitation.

Unexpectedly, in just a few months, her relationship with him, due to Baobao, became the complicated entanglement it was now.

Recalling the first time she saw Baobao’s photo at Ji Rui’s house, she had an inexplicable affection for that angelic kid in the picture, not knowing that the cute little angel was her treasured son that she missed day and night.

"Mr. Ji, could you copy the photo hanging in your living room for me?"

Baobao’s photo album had plenty of pictures, but not that particular one.

Ji Rui looked at her thoughtfully, and Le Tong felt a chill on her scalp under his gaze, only reacting after a while.

"Don’t get me wrong, Mr. Ji, I just really like Baobao’s expression and smile in that photo. I’ll edit you out, no worries!"

Of course, these words were not to comfort Ji Rui; Le Tong’s intention was genuine.

Although she used to have a crush on Ji Rui, that was more than a year ago, and her crush was only to the extent of sneaking glances when they met, never to the point of secretly hoarding his photos.

The light in Ji Rui’s eyes quickly dimmed, and he replied quite perfunctorily, "I’ll look for it..."

Saying that, he awkwardly turned and left the kitchen.

Le Tong looked at his back inexplicably, her intuition telling her that she might have unintentionally upset President Ji again.

Until Le Tong had dinner prepared, Ji Rui hadn’t come in to bother her again.

Only when she carried the dishes out did Ji Rui come into the kitchen to help bring out the food.

Baobao heard the call, reluctantly leaving the playroom, and was pulled by Le Tong to wash his hands. Le Tong pushed a bowl of soup towards him, "Baobao, Mommy is starting work tomorrow, will you stay at home, okay?"

Le Tong thought that since Baobao was so reluctant to part with his treasured models and toys, it shouldn’t be difficult to get him to move back.

"No, Baobao wants to stay with Mommy."

Ji Baobao shook his head resolutely, his black eyes shining with alertness, much to Le Tong’s surprise.

"Don’t you want your little partners to play with you? When you move back, your little partners can accompany you every day, right?" Le Tong continued trying to persuade him.

Ji Baobao put down the soup bowl, turned around, and quickly hugged Le Tong.

"Baobao just needs Mommy to be with me; it doesn’t matter if there’s no little partner."

At such a young age, Ji Baobao spoke with a clarity of thought that surpassed even the thirty-year-old Ji Rui.

It seems he is more aware than Ji Rui of what he truly wants!

In contrast, as a father, Ji Rui has yet to figure out what he really wants, simply acting on his heart’s desires and instincts.

Including the things he did for Le Tong these past few days, he was just following his inner directions, not having had the chance to investigate why he had such directions.

Originally planning to have both mother and son stay after dinner, Ji Rui’s plan fell through due to Le Tong’s words of persuasion.

After dinner, Baobao was unwilling to play any longer, pulling Le Tong to leave, seeming afraid that if he stayed any longer, Le Tong would abandon him here.

Le Tong apologized to Ji Rui with a smile, "Mr. Ji, why don’t we let Baobao stay at my place for two more nights?"

At this moment, she really felt as if she had taken Ji Rui’s son.

Fortunately, Ji Rui didn’t seem to mind, grabbing his keys as he stood up.

"I’ll drive you two back and take a look at the things you bought to see if you need help with anything," Ji Rui suggested, recalling the pile of items Le Tong bought at the home goods store, which she might not be able to handle alone.

"Brother Li can drive us back. I’ll slowly take care of the stuff in the new rented house myself, no need to trouble you, Mr. Ji."

He didn’t realize that in Le Tong’s view, his offer to help was more likely to make things even more chaotic.

Ji Rui didn’t concern himself with Le Tong’s many words, picked up Baobao, and headed straight for the door. When they reached the door, seemingly remembering something, he waited for Le Tong to change her shoes and grabbed her hand to put it on the fingerprint recognition system behind the door.

"Mr. Ji..." Le Tong was puzzled for a moment, and after realizing what was happening, she tried to pull her hand away to stop Ji Rui’s action.

Ji Rui pressed her hand firmly until he heard the "beep" sound of the input confirmation, releasing her hand only then.

"In the future, when you come to see Baobao, just open the door directly."

His action was akin to giving Le Tong a key to the house.

The difference was, if it were a key, Le Tong could return it immediately.

But with her fingerprint entered, it’s not like Le Tong could cut off her finger!

Le Tong hadn’t yet recovered from the shock when she heard Ji Rui say, "The keys to the other rooms are on the third shelf of the storage cabinet."