Chapter 327: Chapter 327

From just now until now, Ji Rui has been called an idiot several times by his precious son, yet he is not annoyed at all.

Because even he thinks that he really is quite stupid.

Originally, wasn’t he a pretty smart person? But why does he turn into a hopelessly slow-witted idiot when he encounters Le Tong?

Is it because he’s never been in love, so he’s this slow?

He doesn’t even know when Le Tong started to become different from other women in his heart.

Was it when she first joined the Ji Family, and he saw how serious, diligent, and extremely smart she was?

Was it that night when he got drunk and saw a completely different Le Tong, who was straightforward and charming compared to her usual sweet and cute self?

Was it during that business trip, when he accidentally saw her panic-stricken and naked in the bathroom?

Was it after Yang Sheng came back, and he kept praising Le Tong in front of him, while Ji Rui could not suppress his anger?

Was it at Luo Yifan’s birthday party, when he saw her appearing as the hostess and felt the impulse to eliminate Luo Yifan?

Or was it when he swiftly typed up that contract and filled in five million on the check?

Or was it when Baobao was sick, and she tirelessly looked after him day and night by his bedside? Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel✦fire.net

Or was it when he found out she was Baobao’s biological mother and secretly went to bone marrow despite her weakness?

Looking back , Ji Rui realized that the memories of him and Le Tong in just over a year were comparable to all the other memories combined, excluding those of his mother and Baobao.

If she was not special to him, then how would he explain how an inherently indifferent person like him could subconsciously preserve such clear memories that could fill a thick memoir?

No matter how slow he was, under the questioning of his precious son, he finally understood that his previous dissatisfaction and anger towards her weren’t because of her words or actions.

But because he cared about her, and his gaze would uncontrollably follow her, his mood would rise or fall with her slightest reactions and actions.

Those inexplicable emotions in the past— like feeling great all day because of her simplest smile; or feeling angry and jealous because of her minor interactions with other men.

All these emotions that felt unfamiliar and suffocating to him finally found a specific source and a clear answer.

As if enlightened in an instant, Ji Rui looked at Le Tong, who was full of smiles from one word from his precious son, and readily admitted, "Baobao is right, I really am an idiot!"

Le Tong, who had no idea what had just happened between the father and son, looked up in surprise at him, evidently not expecting that Ji Rui, someone so concerned with face and domineering, would lower himself to admit he’s an idiot.

Baobao giggled, his dark eyes shining like stars, "Idiot daddy! Idiot daddy... daddy... daddy..."

Ji Rui didn’t get annoyed, curling his lips lovingly as he looked at him, his large hand rubbing his head a few times affectionately.

Le Tong, who felt like she was enveloped in a cloud of confusion, vaguely felt that she had been schemed against by the father and son, but she couldn’t figure out exactly how, looking at Baobao in confusion, just as she was about to speak, the elevator door dinged open, Ji Rui opening his arms to Baobao, "Come to daddy."

"Oh!" Baobao obediently climbed into his arms.

Ji Rui, with Baobao in his arms, exited the elevator first, Baobao resting his chin on Ji Rui’s shoulder, continuously blowing kisses towards Le Tong behind them all the way.

Le Tong, amused by her son floating around, had no time to ponder Ji Rui’s unusual behavior, simply smiling and following the father and son into the luxurious suite Ji Rui had reserved, completely unaware of being led into the wolf’s den, lacking any sense of crisis and alertness.

Once the three were inside, a server immediately followed with drinks and fruit.

"Have Manager Chen bring meals according to Miss Le and Baobao’s tastes," Ji Rui instructed the server, who responded, "Alright, do Mr. Ji and Miss Le need anything else?"

Receiving a negative answer, the server discreetly closed the door and left.

Baobao, who was eagerly drinking hot milk, immediately placed it down and slid off the sofa upon hearing Ji Rui call him.

"Baobao’s going to the room to watch TV..." he said, and in the blink of an eye, he slipped into the room, closing the door, which quickly opened a crack, and Baobao poked his head through, winking at Ji Rui with a giggle, "Idiot daddy, good luck!"

Only then did Le Tong start to feel uneasy, instinctively shifting her body deeper into the sofa, as if this could tug her into a sufficiently safe position.

However, Ji Rui didn’t seem eager to talk about business, considerately pushing the warm drink and appetizer towards her.

The mention of it caused Le Tong’s stomach to rumble embarrassingly.

"Have a few pieces to hold you over, your stomach isn’t good, don’t starve it."

Not knowing if he heard her stomach growl, Ji Rui leaned over, picking up the plate of snacks with one hand and offering her the cup with the other.

Le Tong, never having been served so attentively by Ji Rui, seemed momentarily unable to react, simply staring at him blankly.

"Not eating? Didn’t you used to love these snacks?"

Ji Rui always thought he didn’t understand her, but now he realized that perhaps he didn’t know her because he deliberately ignored everything about her. Like now, he suddenly remembered that this appetizer, whose name he couldn’t recall, was something Le Tong always ate a lot of whenever they came here to dine.

Le Tong blushed slightly, coughing a couple of times before finally taking the plate and warm drink offered to her.

Setting the plate on her knee, holding the cup in one hand and pinching a piece of pastry in the other, she took two bites before noticing that the man’s gaze was still on her face.

Raising her eyelids, she met his deep, inscrutable eyes, and her heart started to pound wildly, feeling as if she couldn’t dare to meet his gaze. Her eyes fluttering down, she fixated on the snacks on the plate, zoning out for a moment, and only when her heart finally returned to its normal rhythm did she raise her eyes again, finding that the man was still staring at her without blinking.

"Mr. Ji, you should have some too, they taste quite nice."

A rather awkward Le Tong lifted the plate of snacks, offering it to the man who was intently gazing at her from across the table.

[As the year-end approaches, make sure to take care of your health with all the busyness, don’t be like Zhu Zi and work yourself sick, suffering through it yourself...]