Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace

Chapter 808 - 75: After Dawn, Let’s Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau

Tang Yige took a deep breath, but her little face uncontrollably tightened, her eyes fixed on the direction towards the bathroom.

Rong Sinan strode out from inside, having just showered and washed his hair, wearing only a white bathrobe, with his hair still dripping wet. He was using a dry towel to wipe the water droplets from his hair.

Perhaps he noticed Tang Yige’s gaze.

Rong Sinan lightly pressed his clean, thin lips together, raising his moist eyes to look at her.

Upon noticing that Tang Yige’s gaze wasn’t on his face but rather... his leg, Rong Sinan’s handsome face suddenly darkened.

Tang Yige could hardly believe what she was seeing.

But his left leg indeed looked no different from his right leg, without a single trace of lameness.

His left leg had clearly... healed!

The expression on Tang Yige’s face couldn’t merely be described as shock.

Looking at Rong Sinan, Tang Yige’s emotions were extremely puzzled.

Since his left leg had already healed, why did he pretend in front of everyone that it had not?

Back in France, she had seen it once.

She asked Geng Yi, and Geng Yi clearly stated that his left leg was still the same—it didn’t look like he was lying.

Based on the current situation.

It seemed that even Rong Mochen and others didn’t know that his left leg had healed.

Tang Yige thought again about the time at the Provence Hotel in France when he pretended that his leg hurt and had her massage him.

Tang Yige found it even more incomprehensible.

His left leg healing was a good thing; why did he pretend it hadn’t healed and deceive everyone?

Rong Sinan observed the expressions on Yige’s face.

His brows furrowed deeply, yet he didn’t open his mouth to explain anything, casually wiping his hair as he walked towards Yige.

Tang Yige looked at him, and at this moment, her emotions were so complicated she didn’t know what to say to him.

Rong Sinan sat on the chair by the side of the bed, placed the dry towel casually on the bedside table, quietly staring at Yige.

Tang Yige’s breathing was rapid, evidently not yet digesting the fact she’d just discovered.

Rong Sinan likewise didn’t mention the matter, having just smoked a large amount, making his voice particularly husky, "I cannot separate from you, so from now on, don’t bring this up again. Besides, we’re going to the Civil Affairs Bureau after sunrise."

"..."!!!

Tang Yige’s eyes widened, her thoughts instantly drawn by his words, staring at Rong Sinan in shock, "You, you said what?"

Rong Sinan deeply gazed at her, "I said, we’re going to the Civil Affairs Bureau, to register, to get married!"

Tang Yige was taken aback, her mouth opening wide, unable to speak for several seconds.

"About the past, I won’t bring it up again. After marriage, I will treat you well," Rong Sinan said with a frown.

"..."

Tang Yige struggled to process his words.

Rong Sinan pressed his lips together, "There’s still a few hours until dawn, get some more sleep."

After saying this.

Rong Sinan sat for a moment before rising, about to leave the bedroom.

"Wait!"

Tang Yige called out to him frantically.

Rong Sinan paused, looking at her.

Tang Yige swallowed, "You, you really divorced Tang Ruan?"

Rong Sinan’s brows tightened, "Why doubt it? Do you need me to show you the divorce certificate now?"

Tang Yige said nothing.

Seeing this, Rong Sinan bent down to open the bedside cabinet, taking out a divorce certificate and handing it to Yige.

Yige looked at the divorce certificate in his hand, her mind buzzing.

Silently licking her lower lip, Yige took the divorce certificate from his hand and opened it.

The contents inside were indeed as he said.

He and Tang Ruan... really divorced!

Just today, oh no, yesterday!

But why did Tang Ruan say otherwise in the hospital?

She thought they hadn’t divorced...

Could it be another trick by Tang Ruan?

In the hospital, Tang Ruan intentionally said that to make her doubt, to sow discord between them?

Tang Yige’s mind flashed with many thoughts.

Rong Sinan stood by the bedside, looking down at Tang Yige’s complex fluttering eyelashes, squinting, "Now do you believe it?"

Tang Yige’s mouth twitched, closing the divorce certificate in her hand, slowly raising her head to look at Rong Sinan, "You, really want to marry me?"

"Yes."

"Do you love me?"

Tang Yige stared at him, her reddened eyes filled with insecurity.

"I love you!" Rong Sinan said.

Tang Yige closed her eyes for a good while before opening them again.

Only the eyes showed no more fluctuations, perhaps, she had carefully hidden all her emotions.

Tang Yige looked calmly at Rong Sinan, "No, you don’t love me."

Rong Sinan’s pupils sunk, focusing on Tang Yige, "You’re not me, how do you know I don’t love you?"

Tang Yige shook her head, "If you loved me, you wouldn’t doubt anything between me and other men. If you loved me, you would believe that I wasn’t the one who drugged you at Jue Shi Hotel.

If you loved me, you wouldn’t have married Tang Ruan. If you loved me, you wouldn’t ignore me.

Rong Sinan, if you loved me, you wouldn’t have..."

Instructed her father to hold a press conference, cutting ties with her parents.

If he loved her, he wouldn’t have tried in every way to expel her from Z City!

If he loved her, how could he take her as his mistress, making her suffer so much!

Rong Sinan doesn’t love her!

He doesn’t love her!

Tang Yige thought she had "settled" all her emotions.

But when she said these words, she still inevitably felt pain, sadness, despair.

"Yiyi, whether you believe it or not, I won’t let you leave me again."

Rong Sinan abruptly leaned down, bracing his hands on either side of Yige’s body, his clear eyes now red and resolute, conveying to Yige his determination to have her.

"Why? You don’t love me. Together, we’re destined for mutual pain, mutual torment.

Brother, let go, please? Find a girl you truly like, be with her, get married, have children, live happily ever after."

Tang Yige loves him.

But she no longer hopes to be with him.

Such days are too dull, too oppressive.

They’re both suspicious of each other, destined for unhappiness.

So, it’s better to simply part ways, to stop entangling.

He’s still young and so remarkable.

He wouldn’t fail to find a good girl.

She sincerely hopes he finds happiness, not a lifetime of entanglement without happiness with her.

"Yiyi, listen carefully, you’re the one I want.

I tried, but it doesn’t work! Besides you, no one else will do."

Rong Sinan reached out to lightly stroke Yige’s pale face, his eyes deeply red, his distinctly magnetic voice hoarse... sorrowful.

"That’s because you haven’t met the right person. Someday, you’ll meet someone you like, and she will like you too. I believe you’ll be happy."

Tang Yige suppressed her sobs in her throat, the voice that emerged sounded calm, and also earnest.

"I only want you, I only want you, I only want you..."

Rong Sinan suddenly crazily kissed Tang Yige, his breaths wild with intensity.

Tang Yige wrapped her arms around his neck, gently patting his nape, the corners of her eyes blood-red, "Brother, please don’t do this, I’m begging you, don’t do this."

"Yiyi, I’ll treat you well, truly, believe me, I’ll treat you well.

I promise that nothing like today will ever happen again. Don’t leave me, okay?"

Rong Sinan’s hands cradled Tang Yige’s face, raindrop-like kisses fell densely on Yige’s lips, face, nose tip, forehead, eyes...

Tang Yige’s heart twisted into a piece, tears uncontrollably streamed down.

"Brother, don’t do this, don’t do this..."

"Yiyi, Yiyi, I’ll give you anything you want, I’ll listen to you in everything in the future, okay?"

Rong Sinan’s voice was indescribably rasping.

Meanwhile, Tang Yige distinctly felt the scalding droplets that didn’t belong to her, dropping heavily onto her face, lips, and into her eyes.

Tang Yige’s heart was flooded with suffocating pain.

She opened her eyes wide, seeing the tortured, tear-stained face of the man before her, as overwhelming sorrow flooded over her.

Tang Yige was powerless, unable to control the wave of sadness.

Finally, she clutched him tightly, crying agonizingly aloud.

"Yiyi, don’t give up on me..."