Le Tong knew that President Ji’s unpredictable temper had flared up again. She was too lazy to explore further or argue with him, so she flipped through the recipe and pointed out a few dishes that Ji Rui liked to eat.
"Baby, there are already six here, you can choose the rest."
Ji Baby closed the menu with an "oh," crawled to the other end of the sofa, picked up the phone, and dialed directly.
"Hello, Uncle. This is Ji Yu. Can you please send some dishes over?"
When Le Tong heard Ji Baby’s familiar tone, she knew that this father and son pair must frequently call Longxiang for takeout.
Only someone with President Ji’s status could have a super-five-star hotel like Longxiang deliver at a whim. If it were someone like her, Le Tong, even with money, they wouldn’t bother with her, right?
"Hmm, hmm, also, Sister has been injured. Can she eat all the dishes from before?"
Such a simple question easily brought tears to Le Tong’s eyes. Was this considerate, warm-hearted baby really the son of that annoying man?
"Oh... okay, got it, thank you, Uncle. Hurry up... Baby’s little tummy is already empty and growling..."
Le Tong, with slightly reddened eyes, almost couldn’t hold back a laugh when she heard Ji Baby’s last words. Kids are truly kids!
When Ji Baby hung up and crawled back, Le Tong placed her hand on his tummy and laughed, "Is your tummy really growling empty? Sister just finished two dishes, how about eating those first?"
If Le Tong hadn’t mentioned it, the father and son would have forgotten that she’d been busy in the kitchen for a while and already had finished dishes.
Ji Baby didn’t answer Le Tong, but his actions gave her the answer.
Like a slippery eel, Baby slid to the floor, not bothering to put on shoes, and ran into the kitchen barefoot.
Le Tong got up and followed him. Just as she reached the kitchen door, Ji Baby ran out with the aluminum foil ribs she had prepared.
Ji Baby, like a cat with a fish, kept his eyes on the ribs on the plate.
Le Tong patted his head, entered the kitchen, and brought out the fish soup she had prepared.
Baby was happily gnawing on a rib and, seeing Le Tong come out, offered the rib to her, "Sister, you must be hungry too, have some."
Le Tong was indeed hungry. Since getting off the plane, she’d only had a few sips of water while taking medicine earlier.
She took two bites of meat from the rib held by Baby, "Baby, you eat!"
She bent down, scooped three bowls of fish soup, and nudged Ji Baby, who was still enjoying his ribs.
"Baby, take this to your daddy."
Ji Baby glanced sideways at Ji Rui, who was leisurely reading a magazine, snorted, "Hmph, lazy pig."
Le Tong agreed with Baby’s comment, but didn’t dare say anything. After all, even though President Ji was no longer her boss now, his parental and authoritative aura remained. She didn’t dare be too presumptuous in front of Baby.
"Be good, your daddy works seven days a week, shouldn’t he take a rare break?" Not only did she not dare to get presumptuous, but she also had to say nice words to ease the father-son relationship.
Ji Baby stuck out his tongue playfully at her, then obediently brought the fish soup to President Ji.
"Daddy, here you go."
Ji Rui didn’t take it, just glanced at him silently. Clearly, he had heard the entire conversation between his dear son and Le Tong.
Ji Baby was anxious and said in a sweet voice, "Oh come on, Daddy, take it, Baby’s so tired..."
Only then did Ji Rui take the fish soup, scooped a spoonful into his mouth, and raised an eyebrow at his son, who had quickly returned to the carpet to continue savoring the ribs. "Baby, the ribs?"
Ji Rui subtly reminded the greedy baby who had placed the plate on his knees, seemingly reluctant to let every rib go unlicked.
Ji Baby continued to chomp away contentedly, as if he hadn’t heard Ji Rui.
Le Tong watched the awkward father and son and found it amusing, but didn’t let herself laugh. She leaned in and said something to Baby, who promptly jumped up, plate in hand, and rushed to Ji Rui.
"Daddy, have some ribs!" His handsome little face was full of charm and flattery, quite a change from the little rascal who was deaf and dumb just then.
Ji Rui reached out for a rib, glancing at Le Tong, who was quietly sipping her fish soup.
"What did Sister tell you?"
Le Tong’s words to Baby were a whisper, but he asked quite blatantly.
Ji Baby glanced at Le Tong, apparently considering whether to be a little traitor.
Le Tong hadn’t said anything sensational to Baby, only whispered, "Sister doesn’t like disobedient children."
Despite Ji Baby’s cleverness, under President Ji’s piercing gaze, he didn’t hold out for long before repeating Le Tong’s words verbatim.
"Sister said she doesn’t like disobedient children."
Ji Rui thought Le Tong would say something damaging to his image. Unexpectedly, the answer was just that. He gave Le Tong a meaningful look, then reached out to ruffle Baby’s hair.
"Hmm, Daddy doesn’t like them either."
Ji Baby, focused, divided the ribs in the plate into three equal portions and obediently placed a portion on the coffee table in front of Ji Rui.
"Daddy, this is yours."
Ji Rui nodded, but said nothing, only patted his bottom, before Ji Baby ran back to Le Tong with the rest of the plate.
"Sister, this is yours."
Le Tong pinched his cheek, "Sister is dieting, I’ll only have one. Baby can help Sister finish the rest."
Le Tong said this to make Baby feel more at ease while eating, but upon hearing her words, both the father and son glared at her in unison and then, with one voice, growled.
"You’re not fat, why diet?"
Le Tong was taken aback by their unified response, and what truly shocked her was not Baby but Ji Rui. Latest content published on novel-fire.net
She knew Baby loved her. Baby had even said that he preferred her chubbier, as it felt softer when hugging her, so it was understandable that Baby didn’t want her to diet.
But why was President Ji getting involved? Her weight was her own business; why was he fuming and glaring as if she were his wife?
"Alright, alright, Sister was wrong, Sister lied. Actually, Sister isn’t dieting, it’s just that I’m bored of eating my own cooking. I’d much rather have the dishes from Longxiang, so..."
Ji Baby took her words seriously and cheerfully climbed onto the sofa, sitting next to Le Tong and enjoying the ribs happily.
However, such a flimsy excuse fooled Baby but not Ji Rui.
[Update Two. Mr. Ji is just a tsundere sullen man! Tongtong, hurry and tame him...]