Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace

Chapter 810 - 77: After Registering at the Civil Affairs Bureau, Setting Off for France

Tang Yige was stunned, a trace of red swiftly swept across her earlobes.

Rong Sinan saw it and a warm arc appeared on his pale lips; his voice was gentle, "I’ve made breakfast, come out and eat."

Tang Yige nodded, but didn’t move.

Rong Sinan curved his lips, turned around, and left the bedroom first.

Tang Yige stood for several more seconds before heading towards the bedroom door.

...

The apartment had a dining area.

Tang Yige and Rong Sinan sat on either side of the dining table.

Because the apartment didn’t have extra ingredients, there were only noodles, eggs, and ham.

So Rong Sinan made two bowls of noodles with these ingredients.

Rong Sinan’s culinary skills were indisputable; even the pickiest taste buds would be satisfied with what he personally made.

Tang Yige ate in silence.

"Shall we go to the civil affairs bureau in the morning or the afternoon?" Rong Sinan suddenly asked.

Tang Yige froze, her hand holding the chopsticks stiffened, and she raised her eyes to look at Rong Sinan sitting opposite her.

Rong Sinan held a soup spoon, elegantly sipping soup, not looking at Tang Yige, his countenance gentle and beautiful.

Tang Yige frowned, lowered her eyes and said, "Let’s think about it."

"Then let’s go after we eat," Rong Sinan said.

"..." Tang Yige lifted her eyelashes, looking at Rong Sinan with helpless eyes.

"After we register at the civil affairs bureau, we’ll go to Mr. Ning’s clinic for a full-body check-up in the afternoon, and head to France tomorrow morning," Rong Sinan’s tone was slow yet each word carried undeniable force.

Tang Yige clenched her hands tightly, her eyes filled with confusion, "A full-body check-up?"

Rong Sinan’s handsome eyebrows furrowed tightly for a moment, "Mm."

"...Why?" Why do a full-body check-up without any reason?

Rong Sinan raised his eyes to look at her, "Not only you need to do it, but so do I," he said faintly.

Tang Yige still couldn’t understand.

Rong Sinan didn’t explain further.

Closing her eyes, Tang Yige spoke with a weak voice, "What are we going to France for?"

Rong Sinan lowered his lashes, "Honeymoon." To pick someone up!

Honeymoon?!

Tang Yige felt like she was going to faint.

No matter how delicious the noodles in front of her were, she couldn’t eat them right now!

She put down the chopsticks and spoon in her hands.

Tang Yige looked sternly at Rong Sinan, "I don’t agree!"

Rong Sinan’s face tensed a bit, staring at Yige without speaking.

"Brother, I don’t think our current state is suitable for marriage," Yige said.

"Suitable for marriage? Then what kind of state do you think is suitable?" Rong Sinan’s voice was slightly cold, his expression serious.

"I don’t know. But I know, right now is not suitable," Yige said firmly.

"I think it is suitable!" Rong Sinan’s tone was equally resolute.

Tang Yige looked at his obstinate face and took a deep breath, "Brother, can we both just calm down for a moment?"

"I am very calm," Rong Sinan squinted his eyes and said.

"No, you’re not calm right now. You don’t love me, what sort of marriage is this? Do you want to repeat the same mistake?" Yige felt anxious for him.

Rong Sinan pressed his lips tightly together.

He had told her countless times that he loved her, but she didn’t believe it.

Since she wouldn’t believe it no matter what, why say it again?

"I love you," those three words, to her, were just easily spoken, untrustworthy nonsense!

"Brother..."

Before Tang Yige could finish speaking, Rong Sinan got up and left the dining area.

Tang Yige watched Rong Sinan’s back, bit her lip, stood up from the chair, and chased after him, "Brother, can you not be so stubborn? You know that our current state isn’t suitable for marriage. Even if we get married, we won’t be happy..."

"Whether we’ll be happy or not, we’ll only know after we get married!"

Rong Sinan’s expression was cold, his strides forward grew larger.

Tang Yige’s fever had now subsided, and her body wasn’t as tired or painful, but she was still somewhat weak. After chasing for a while, she was out of breath and had to stop to catch her breath.

When she adjusted her breathing and was ready to catch up, Rong Sinan had already entered the study and slammed the door shut.

Seeing this, Yige’s heart surged with an unsettling feeling!

...

Rong Sinan came out of the study half an hour later.

Tang Yige sat on the sofa, and upon hearing the door open, she immediately stood up from the sofa and turned to look at him, her eyes showing a hint of gloom.

Rong Sinan stood at the study door looking at Tang Yige for a long while before stepping towards her.

"Brother."

As she watched him approach, Tang Yige frowned lightly.

Rong Sinan stopped in front of her, "It’s about time, let’s go. I’ll first take you back to the studio to change clothes, then we will head to the Registry of Civil Affairs."

"Brother..."

"Yiyi, if you keep rejecting me like this, I don’t know what I might do," Rong Sinan’s gaze was deep and he stared intensely at Yige, speaking slowly.

"..." Tang Yige’s eyes trembled tightly, her face graying with a layer of paleness.

Tang Yige looked at Rong Sinan’s face; every line on it was marked by obstinacy and repression.

She understood.

What he had decided at this moment, was absolutely unchangeable.

So now, she only had one choice, which was to go with him to the Registry of Civil Affairs.

...

On the way back to the studio, Tang Yige sat in the passenger seat, turning her head slightly to look outside the car window, her beautiful face drawn tight, gathering heaviness.

Rong Sinan said nothing to Yige throughout the journey.

The car stopped in front of the studio.

Yige unbuckled the seatbelt and got out of the car.

Standing by the car, she watched as Rong Sinan got out, locked the car door, and walked towards her.

Rong Sinan pursed his lips lightly, his long eyebrows slightly knitting towards the direction of his nasal wings.

Walking up to Yige, Rong Sinan reached out to hold her hand, saying nothing as he led her into the building.

Entering the elevator.

Tang Yige watched Rong Sinan press the floor number.

As the elevator doors slowly closed in front of them, Tang Yige suddenly spoke, "I can’t have children!"

Rong Sinan’s spine stiffened, furrowing his brow, and he slowly lowered his eyes to stare at Tang Yige.

Tang Yige’s face was deathly pale, the corners of her eyes weeping reddish liquid, her expression extremely sorrowful and pained.

If he hadn’t known about Rong Rui’s existence.

Rong Sinan might have believed her!

"I can’t have children for the rest of my life," Tang Yige choked out.

"..." Rong Sinan’s lips pressed into a cold, hard line, his clear eyes imprinting with shadow as he stared at Tang Yige.

Tang Yige inhaled, "So, like Tang Ruan, I cannot have children. I cannot bear sons and daughters for you."

Rong Sinan’s fists clenched tightly in his pockets, staring coldly at Yige.

Tang Yige, how much do you not want to marry me?!

She even made up such an absurd excuse!

Tang Yige looked at Rong Sinan’s sinister face, somewhat bewildered by his expression.

She blinked lightly, grasping her hands together, saying, "I know you really like children, and your mother hopes you’ll have your own flesh and blood. So our marriage isn’t a good choice for you, or your mother. Your mother won’t accept a woman like me who can’t have children. What’s more, your mother already dislikes me."

Rong Sinan only stared at Tang Yige, his gaze icy.

The elevator arrived.

With a ding, the doors opened in front of the two.

Yige glanced at the elevator, then back at Rong Sinan.

Seeing Rong Sinan still glaring at her with such hatred and coldness, not stepping out, confused her further, making her more frightened.

"Even if, even if I can’t have children, would you still insist on marrying me?" Tang Yige stared at Rong Sinan, her voice quivering as she asked.

The elevator door closed again in front of them.

Tang Yige couldn’t bear his gaze any longer, hurrying forward and reaching out to open the elevator door.

Yet, before her fingers could press the elevator’s inner button, she was pulled back, spinning half a circle in a bewildered stumble before crashing into the man’s hard chest.

Tang Yige gasped in shock, eyes widening in confusion as she looked at the man’s cold, ominous face, the core of her heart tensing in fear, in panic, a streak of moisture unwittingly brushed past the corner of her eye.

Rong Sinan’s fury and violent aura abruptly suppressed at the sight of a crimson drop falling from the corner of Tang Yige’s eye.

Gripping Tang Yige’s arm tightly, Rong Sinan dragged her out, opening the elevator door and pulling her towards the studio.

Tang Yige’s legs went weak, especially fearing he might punish her in that manner again.

She was truly terrified!

The reddish liquid at the corner of her eye fell faster; trembling, she reached to tug at the large hand gripping her arm, her voice rasping, "Let go, let go, I don’t want to go in, I don’t want to go in..."

Rong Sinan reached the door, kicking aside the flower pot next to it.

A spare key revealed itself from under the pot.

Rong Sinan tightly held Yige’s hand, bending to take the key and unlock the door.

Forcibly dragging the continuously struggling Tang Yige inside.