Zhao Chuning had already realized that he had said the wrong thing, but looking at Xiao Yimi's expectant eyes, he felt a bitter pain in his heart.
Forget it! Anyway, Tang Yi is going to marry Miss Mo soon. By then, even if Mimi wants to pester him, it will be too late. Besides, he will have a child with Miss Mo in the future...
Zhao Chuning was thinking too much. He was clearly trying to comfort himself not to panic, but for some reason he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
She changed the subject and asked Tang Yi: "Do you have anything edible in the refrigerator?"
The food in the hotel room was always prepared or supplied by the hotel housekeeper, so Tang Yi naturally had no idea what was in the room.
Zhao Chuning knew that he was asking unnecessary questions, so he simply went over to open the refrigerator, looked around, and found a box of high-calcium milk.
icy.
The child’s stomach will definitely not be able to bear it in such cold weather.
Fortunately, there was a milk pot in the kitchen. Zhao Chuning poured the milk into the pot and turned on the fire to cook.
She hadn't eaten dinner yet, so she was hungry at this time. She boiled some water and made herself a box of instant noodles.
…
When Zhao Chuning came out with milk and instant noodles, she was stunned by the two figures, one big and one small, sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Little Yimi was leaning on Tang Yi's arms. Tang Yi held her in one hand and held the storybook in the other. Little Yimi pestered him to tell her a story. Tang Yi was definitely not a romantic person and could not tell romantic stories, but he could not refuse the child.
He could only read from the book verbatim: "A long time ago, there was a beautiful city in the West, and in the city there lived a handsome prince..."
He recited each word one by one, calmly and without a trace of emotion.
As expected, little Yimi immediately expressed his disgust, "Uncle, this is not the way to tell a story. It's boring!"
"How do you want to tell it?"
"Talk like Mommy does."
"Then let your mommy tell you later."
"Oh well."
Zhao Chuning looked at this scene, his heart was in turmoil, his eyes were a little sour. The two of them together looked like a father and daughter. Tang Yi thought Xiao Yimi was Cheng Zheng's daughter, but he was so patient with her and gave her whatever she wanted. It completely satisfied the little girl's imagination of a father.
"Mommy." Little Yimi noticed her standing beside her.
Tang Yi glanced sideways, and before she could withdraw her absent-minded gaze, he caught her. His eyes became clearer, and he stared at her. She suppressed the surging emotions in her heart, and didn't look at him. She just pointed at the dining table and the children and said, "The milk is ready, go drink it."
Little Yimi got up from Tang Yi's arms and ran to drink milk.
Tang Yi stood up, and Zhao Chuning's heart was moved. He wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing. He just followed the child to the restaurant.
Tang Yi followed them in and saw a big man and a small child lying on the dining table. One was drinking milk and the other was eating noodles. He had nothing to do with it.
With a cold face, he sat down in front of Zhao Chuning, staring at her with eyes like sharp blades.
No matter how insensitive she was, she could feel the strong resentment coming from the other side. She had to put down her fork and look up, looking at him with some confusion.
He crossed his arms over his chest and glanced at her condescendingly, "I've been helping you take care of the kids since I came back from QA. Do you think I've had dinner yet?"
What she said! It was as if she was begging him to help her take care of the child. If he hadn't taken the child away without her permission, why would she need to eat instant noodles? There were hot meals waiting for her at home!
Zhao Chuning complained in his heart, saying, "Mr. Tang is a picky person. He definitely can't swallow instant noodles. You should order takeout."
After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and continued eating noodles.
Little Yimi generously handed over her milk cup, "Uncle, why don't you drink my milk. It tastes good~"
Tang Yi looked at the child's clear eyes, and his heart softened. He handed the milk back, with a completely different attitude from when he faced Zhao Chuning, and a faint smile hung on the corners of his lips, "You drink it, don't worry about me."
Zhao Chuning was a little distracted watching from the opposite side. It was rare to see Tang Yi smile, but he was indeed good-looking. It was like spring coming after the haze had been cleared away.
However, it is too bewitching.
This is very dangerous.
Zhao Chuning only took a glance and then turned away. She lowered her head and was about to continue eating her noodles when a hand suddenly came across and took her noodles away. Zhao Chuning was stunned for a moment, and then, she was surprised to see Tang Yi grab the fork in her hand and started eating without any concern.
"You..." Zhao Chuning's lips moved twice and he only uttered this one word.
Tang Yi didn't even look at her and just continued eating.
She cooked instant noodles.
When he was a child, he was often alone at home and almost always ate instant noodles every day. He would want to vomit when he smelled the noodles after eating them, but he didn't expect that the noodles would taste so different when he tasted them again tonight.
Little Yimi giggled and looked at this and that, "Uncle likes to eat what Mommy has eaten."
Both adults were stunned by the child's words.
Tang Yi did not refute, his expression remained calm and unchanged, but Zhao Chuning whispered awkwardly, "Mimi, don't talk nonsense."
"I'm not talking nonsense. Uncle just likes it."
"You guys eat first, I'll go cook." She stood up and went back to the kitchen. Tang Yi's eyes lingered on her for a long time before moving away.
——
Dinner was simply dealt with like this.
Zhao Chuning had always wanted to take the child away, but when she saw the two of them getting along, she suddenly couldn't bear it. It was only this time anyway. Why should she let Mimi down
Thinking about it this way, the final decision was to let Mimi stay.
She covered the child with a blanket. Tang Yi came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. She looked at him and said, "Mimi, stay. I'm leaving first."
Tang Yi was stunned and his face became a little gloomy.
His lips were tightly pursed, and he said nothing. Zhao Chuning took it as his tacit agreement, kissed the child's forehead, and then turned to him, "She must be at school before 8 o'clock in the morning. She must wake up at 7 o'clock and don't forget breakfast."
"Mommy." Little Yimi was reluctant to let her go.
Zhao Chuning had already picked up the bag and said, "I'll ask grandma to pick you up after class tomorrow."
As she spoke, she walked out of the bedroom. Tang Yi remained silent, just following her out. After closing the bedroom door, he reached out and grabbed her, pulling her back. Zhao Chuning panicked for a moment, and was held against the wall by him.
He had just finished a shower, and the scent of the bath was on his body. It was like the enticing rosemary that penetrated into her breath. She straightened her back, and for fear that the child would hear her, she only lowered her voice, "Tang Yi."
"To take a bath."
“…” She stared at Tang Yi with wide eyes, her face slightly pale.
"I don't plan to have you." Tang Yi could see what she was thinking, and his voice was cold. He looked at her with contempt in his eyes, "I said, I have no interest in women who have given birth to children for other men."