Chapter 313: Chapter 313

"Ji Rui, please show some respect! Which eye of yours saw me and Yifan entangled in inappropriate dealings? He is unmarried, and I am unmarried. Even if there is something between us, we are both adults. Isn’t that very normal? Why should I be afraid of Baobao being upset? Moreover, Baobao already knows what relationship I have with Yifan, so there’s no need for you, Mr. Ji, to worry. Besides, do you think such a smart child like Baobao wouldn’t know that there is actually nothing between you and me?"

Le Tong is a single woman. If there comes a day when she wants to be involved with a man, she will certainly explain it to Baobao first. But that doesn’t include any relationship with Ji Rui, because from beginning to end, she feels there’s nothing between her and Ji Rui.

Le Tong can somewhat guess what Ji Rui is thinking now. Just like Mr. Ji said, which man isn’t fickle, which man doesn’t want the best of both worlds?!

Perhaps, in Ji Rui’s perfect plans, his engagement with CoCo doesn’t affect how well he treats her.

And the most important reason why he treats her well is, of course, Baobao. On the other hand, he does have interest in her, which can be sensed from the way he has always acted.

However, he overlooks one thing: although Le Tong is not of noble birth, her desire to cherish herself is incredibly strong.

Not to mention external factors like CoCo and Mr. Ji, even Ji Rui himself, in Le Tong’s view, is absolutely not a man she can entrust her true feelings to.

She’s not a vengeful person, but just because she’s not vengeful doesn’t mean she can easily erase the past actions of Ji Rui that hurt her as if they were chalk words.

Her ability to let go of the past and get along with Ji Rui is magnanimous!

But if she forgets all the pain Ji Rui caused her and is moved by his tiny favors to offer herself, that’s foolish!

Ji Rui’s face was already unpleasant, and after being taken down a notch by Le Tong, it turned even darker. After barely suppressing his anger and letting her finish speaking, he coldly questioned her.

"There’s nothing between us? Baobao is our son!" He deliberately emphasized the word "our" through gritted teeth.

In reality, he is fully aware that there’s truly nothing between him and Le Tong. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by noveⅼfire.net

Yet, he cannot accept that there’s nothing between him and Le Tong!

Just like a poor man knows he doesn’t have money but cannot accept the fact he doesn’t have money!

Le Tong calmly looked at him, "Ji Rui, you and I are both Baobao’s parents, but Baobao can’t be used as a tool to threaten each other!"

Le Tong’s words were incisive, thoroughly exposing Ji Rui’s idea of using Baobao as leverage and a cover.

Not waiting for Ji Rui to respond, she continued.

"Mr. Ji, if you truly don’t want to hurt Baobao, if you want us to maintain the appearance of peace, then don’t interfere in my affairs, just as I won’t interfere in yours."

Ji Rui pursed his lips and stared at her for a long time before speaking, "What if I say you can interfere in my affairs?"

Ji Rui thought this was a matter of equal exchange.

If I let you interfere in my affairs, then I can interfere in yours.

But human relationships cannot be calculated like commodities, exchanged for equal value through currency.

Le Tong lifted her lips in a smile that was not quite a smile, gazing at the face of Ji Rui, who assumed everything was natural.

"Sorry, Mr. Ji, I’m not interested in your affairs. Even less interested in interfering with your affairs. Apart from Baobao, everything else about you has nothing to do with me!"

Le Tong, having spoken this much, essentially placed Ji Rui as a nobody passing by.

Ji Rui’s eyes were frosted over like a frozen lake, emitting a biting coldness at Le Tong.

He stared intensely at Le Tong, and Le Tong did not show any sign of softening or retreating. The two confronted each other for an unknown length of time, until, finally, Ji Rui, the guest, abruptly turned and slammed the door as he left.

One of the bodyguards, seeing Ji Rui was in a fury, quickly followed.

Ji Rui waved a hand at him, "Don’t bother with me!"

In the dark staircase, one could barely make out the location of the stairs. Ji Rui, filled with a sinister fire, stumbled down the stairs in the dark and took out his phone to make a call.

"Come out for a drink."

"Where?" Yang Sheng’s cheerful voice came from the receiver.

Ji Rui finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Ji Rui sped all the way, and half an hour later, he was already seated at the bar where he usually drank with Yang Sheng.

"Mr. Ji, long time no see, what would you like to drink?"

The bartender naturally recognized this distinguished guest, and seeing him seated, immediately left everyone else to courteously greet him.

"The usual!" Ji Rui plopped down on the bar stool.

The bartender quickly brought a glass of tequila over and pushed it to him, "Mr. Ji, are you alone?"

Ji Rui didn’t say a word, took the drink, and sipped it lightly.

"Have you eaten? I can have the chef prepare a pizza or pasta for you?"

About half a year ago, Ji Rui often came by after working overtime, hungry, to have a drink or two. Thus, the bartender assumed he was again coming straight from dealing with tough business matters for stress relief.

He had a filling and pleasant dinner.

Only, he didn’t expect that woman’s face to change faster than flipping pages, talking sweetly to him one moment, and the next, quarreling with him over Luo Yifan.

Is Luo Yifan that great? Great enough that she’d disregard her son’s wishes to be with him?

Ji Rui raised the glass and took a deep drink of it, then heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Tsk, Rui, are you treating alcohol like water? Is the bar offering free drinks tonight?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Ji Rui’s glass was snatched away.

Ji Rui had the glass taken from him but did not mind at all. He coldly raised his hand and snapped his fingers at the bartender.

The bartender quickly delivered another glass, and this time, Yang Sheng did not stop Ji Rui but said to the bartender.

"Open the bottle of red wine we stored here!"

A moment later, Yang Sheng took the wine handed by the bartender, his finger tracing the rim of the glass.

"Ah Wei, how long has it been since we came?"

The bartender had just checked the storage time, "Nearly ten months, Mr. Yang."

"It’s been that long?" Yang Sheng was slightly surprised.

After chatting a couple of sentences with the bartender, Yang Sheng spun his foot around and saw Ji Rui staring absentmindedly at the wine in his glass.

Yang Sheng ignored him and slowly savored his wine; after all, there was no pressuring this stubborn guy in front of him.

"Yang Sheng, do you know?" The usually silent President Ji finally spoke.

Yang Sheng lazily swirled the wine in his glass, watching Ji Rui through the crimson liquid.

"Le Tong is Baobao’s biological mother!"

Yang Sheng’s glass fell onto the marble bar counter, the precious wine splattering like a crimson bloom on the white bar top.