The screen only displayed a desktop background of the ocean, with nothing else opened.
She asked him, "Tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival, are you going to the old house to celebrate?"
Rong Shaoze pulled her body closer, letting her sit on his lap, and holding her, he laughed and said, "Let’s talk about it tomorrow. By the way, do you have any relatives? Invite them over tomorrow for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and we can all have dinner together."
It was only now that he remembered to ask her this question.
In the past, he had not cared about everything about her, so he hadn’t been concerned with her family. Now that he cared, he naturally noticed.
Lin Xinlan smiled demurely and said, "My family is in my hometown, far from here, there’s no need to invite them. I’ll just call them tomorrow."
"Mhm," Rong Shaoze nodded, not pursuing the matter further.
Lin Xinlan held back before asking him, "Can I ask you something?"
"It’s about Auntie Zhou’s youngest son, he seems to have gone missing, has he come looking for you?" she asked cautiously, afraid of angering him.
The man didn’t get angry. He raised an eyebrow and countered, "Are you concerned whether he’s come to retaliate against me, or whether I’ve done something to him?"
"I just don’t want the grudge between you and them to run too deep; it’s not good," she admitted.
Looking into his deep, shining eyes, Lin Xinlan mustered her courage and, for the first time, spoke a sincere truth, "Because you are the father of my child."
Rong Shaoze’s eyes brightened, and a smile curved at the corners of his mouth.
"Why do you care about me because I am the father of your child?" he pressed on.
Lin Xinlan’s cheeks flushed with a hint of red, she looked away and said faintly, "It’s best he hasn’t come looking for you, and you have things to do, right? I should go out."
She tried to stand, but his arms were tightly wrapped around her waist, immobilizing her.
"Why?" Rong Shaoze whispered in her ear, relentlessly pressing for an answer.
The hot breath from his whisper tickled her ear, making her feel itchily uncomfortable.
Shifting her neck, she said resignedly, "There can’t be so many whys."
"There has to be a reason, right?"
"There really isn’t."
"Are you going to say it or not?" he actually reached under her arm, starting to tickle her.
Lin Xinlan couldn’t help but smile, and with laughter suppressed, she said, "There really isn’t a reason."
"Still not saying?" he continued to tickle.
Lin Xinlan could no longer hold back her laughter. She didn’t laugh loudly but bit her teeth and giggled, continuously pushing at his arms.
"Stop tickling... stop it, do you hear..."
"I won’t stop until you speak," Rong Shaoze threatened her, barely holding back his own laughter.
Seeing her face turn red with laughter, he felt a little sorry for her, but he was eager to hear her reasons.
Her mouth was too stubborn, and chances to hear something from her that made him happy were too few and too slim, he had to seize the opportunity.
"Alright, I’ll tell you, I’ll tell!" she was out of strength, and if he didn’t stop, she feared she might die of laughter.
Rong Shaoze let go of her and gently patted her back, helping her catch her breath.
"Tell me then, what’s the reason?" he asked expectantly, his eyes gleaming and unblinking.
Lin Xinlan caught her breath and said, "Bring your ear over here, I’ll tell you."
The man, trusting, slightly turned his face. Lin Xinlan suddenly pushed his hand away, jumped up, and ran to the door.
"You vain thing, did I say I care about you? Just so you know, there’s no reason at all, I just don’t like you causing me trouble!"