Chapter 334: Chapter 334

Le Tong instinctively kept some distance from Ji Rui, shifting her gaze from his face back to their son.

Ji Rui seemed to understand too, realizing that some boundaries shouldn’t be pushed, so he obediently stood to the side, aligning his gaze with hers.

"President, here’s your drink."

Xiao Li, who was sent to buy drinks, appeared beside Ji Rui, panting with a bag full of snacks and drinks.

Ji Rui took the drink from him and handed it to Le Tong.

Le Tong glanced down, accepted it, thanked him, twisted open the cap, but instead of drinking it herself, she held the iron chain of the swing and brought the opened bottle to the baby’s face.

"Baby, have some water."

Ji Baby didn’t take it; he tilted his head back and drank a few gulps from Le Tong’s hand, then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. His small face tilted back, revealing a sweet smile to Le Tong. "Thanks, Mommy!"

Le Tong’s heart fluttered at his smile, and she lowered her head to peck his small mouth twice.

The baby giggled, turned his head to look at Ji Rui, stuck out his tongue playfully, and kicked his foot, sending the swing swinging out.

Ji Rui felt secretly annoyed, thinking that this little guy didn’t need to show off so blatantly!

After showing off to him, the baby immersed himself in his world of joy, and Ji Rui wasn’t sure if the little guy was genuinely lost in play or deliberately giving him more opportunities to interact with Le Tong.

"Any plans for tomorrow?"

Regardless of the reason, he should seize the opportunity.

Otherwise, with so many men openly coveting her, who knows how many more are secretly plotting?

"Sleep in!" Le Tong replied straightforwardly.

She wasn’t a machine; after being busy for so long, she finally had a break. Of course, she’d indulge in a good sleep to savor the pleasure of waking up naturally.

Ji Rui was momentarily stunned, not expecting this answer. He assumed she would say something like taking the baby out for a walk or doing some home decorating, things he could eagerly offer to help with.

But she said she’d sleep in, and if he dared ask to join in on that, she’d probably kick him off the embankment.

Standing by, Xiao Li couldn’t help but silently worry for her as Le Tong bluntly rejected President Ji. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net

Unexpectedly, President Ji nonchalantly asked again, "What about after sleeping?"

Xiao Li was astonished to look at the good-natured man beside him, wondering if this was really the same intimidating Mr. Ji who could freeze people with a single cold glance?

For being reduced to the pitiful state where he had to cater to the whims of a former subordinate, Ji Rui felt no shame.

It was simply the unpredictability of life; a decade ago, she was just a secretary he could easily manipulate. Now, she was the mother of his precious son!

If he wasn’t more agreeable, the child’s mother might just run off to another man’s arms. For a possessive man like President Ji, who couldn’t tolerate anyone marking his former secretary, much less his child’s mother, letting her be whisked away was unthinkable.

Le Tong, like Xiao Li, wasn’t accustomed to this suddenly docile President Ji and glanced at him quizzically, responding coolly, "I don’t know."

Faced with another rejection, Ji Rui wisely kept silent.

Or perhaps not wisely, but because his masculine pride had been dampened repeatedly, needing time to recover before he could regroup and press on.

Once again, the two fell into silence, and the awkward atmosphere between them was too much for Xiao Li, so he quietly retreated a few meters to sit on a bench, snacks and drinks in hand.

The baby played for a while longer before finally stopping in front of Ji Rui.

"Daddy, I want to go for a walk..."

It seemed he was tired of playing.

"Okay!" This time, Ji Rui dutifully bent down to lift the baby down.

Unexpectedly, the baby clung to him, rubbing his face against Ji Rui’s.

"Daddy, I’m so tired..."

Ji Rui knew very well that his little son was just being lazy, but he didn’t point it out, instead lifting him under the arms so the baby crossed over his head, settling securely on his shoulders.

Le Tong, at 168 centimeters, was considered tall among women, but standing next to 190-centimeter Ji Rui, she seemed petite. Now with the baby sitting on his shoulders, she had to strain her neck to see the little guy’s gloating face.

"Mommy, mommy... am I tall? Haha, mommy seems like a little dwarf."

Ji Baby looked down excitedly at Le Tong and boasted.

With a rolled eye, Le Tong replied, "Yes, as tall as a lighthouse!"

After a few steps, Le Tong noticed that Ji Rui’s left arm was still holding the baby’s anime backpack and her own purse. She reached out to take them.

"Mr. Ji, let me have the bags."

This time, Ji Rui didn’t refuse, allowing her to take the bags off his arm.

As Le Tong adjusted the bags on her shoulder, she heard the little emperor on high speak, "Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji, mommy, you call him so weirdly..."

Le Tong thought, you little brat, why do you care so much!

"What’s weird about it? Your daddy is mommy’s boss."

She emphasized the word ’boss,’ and Ji Rui lowered his eyes, "You used to call me President or Ji Rui."

Le Tong didn’t expect him to quibble over wording. Mr. Ji or President Ji, Ji Rui, was there really such a difference? Why so pedantic?

"Mr. Ji, does it make a difference?"

"If it doesn’t, then call me Ji Rui from now on."

Great! Walked right into that trap again!

Le Tong raised her head challengingly to glance at Ji Rui, "Why do you care? Is it mandatory to call a superior by their name?"

Ji Rui seemed in a good mood, smiling as he replied straightforwardly to her rather trivial and childish question.

Le Tong rolled her eyes at him, muttering low, "Then it’s settled."

"But..." Ji Rui looked at her meaningfully, his deep eyes full of amusement.

"But what? Are you planning to change the rules so everyone has to call you by your name?" Le Tong retorted unceremoniously.

Ji Rui shook his head, "But it would really make my day, and who knows, a promotion and raise might no longer be a dream!"

Ji Rui’s answer, like a commercial slogan, made Le Tong think it was a waste he didn’t work in the planning department.

She eyed him sideways, "Mr. Ji, if I’m not mistaken, are you trying to impose an unspoken rule?"