novelraw Chapter 515 - 514: Old Husband and Wife Mode (Part 1)
Chapter 515 - 514: Old Husband and Wife Mode (Part 1)
Luo Yuanyuan and Xu Tao’s wedding went smoothly, with a magical and fairytale-like atmosphere throughout the process, making the guests feel as if they were in a fairytale world themselves. Witnessing her friend’s happily-ever-after like a princess and prince, Le Tong remained in a state of excitement even on her way back after the wedding ended.Baobao, who always clung to Le Tong, was now playing with Nuonuo in a basket, while Ji Rui was hugging Le Tong, gently massaging her calves.
"I think having Nuonuo around is nice," Ji Rui suddenly said.
Le Tong looked up at him, puzzled, as Ji Rui cast a mischievous glance at the two little kids.
"See, Baobao isn’t clinging to you or me anymore, so we can comfortably enjoy our time alone together."
Le Tong didn’t want to criticize his sly mindset and bent over to rub her sore ankle.
"You know something?" Ji Rui massaged her calf with just the right amount of pressure, making her very comfortable.
"Know what?" Ji Rui wasn’t a mind reader, of course, so he didn’t know.
"Yuan’er even bet me that you’d most likely propose to me at her wedding."
Ji Rui continued focusing on massaging her foot, not even lifting an eyelid.
"So you’re saying the bouquet toss aimed at you was something you two planned?"
"I’m innocent, there’s no way I’d be that boring!" Le Tong thought Ji Rui was angry.
It had been a long time since Ji Rui had upset Le Tong, but since last night, he had been in a weird mood, and now Le Tong felt a bit anxious the moment she heard any unusual tone in his voice.
"Le Tong, tell me the truth."
Ji Rui suddenly lifted his head, looking at Le Tong with a serious expression.
Le Tong’s heart raced, thinking he was about to lose his temper again, and she instinctively stiffened her neck to meet his gaze head-on.
Occasionally feeling a little jealous was part of the romance, but if it’s constant jealousy, Le Tong couldn’t stand it!
Ji Rui was momentarily taken aback by her reaction of bristling all over and getting ready for battle, and after realizing what happened, he couldn’t help but smile playfully.
"Were you really expecting me to propose at the wedding?"
Le Tong hadn’t expected him to bring this up, and her previously rigid posture suddenly relaxed as if punctured.
"Of course not! How could I be expecting that!"
If it weren’t for Luo Yuanyuan’s repeated mentions, she wouldn’t have thought about it at all. Luckily, she understood Ji Rui well. Throughout the whole wedding, the man behaved himself impeccably, not causing any trouble and even helping block drinks for her and the newlyweds.
Ji Rui smiled while looking at her, "Really not expecting it?"
Earlier, Luo Yuanyuan had mysteriously pulled him aside to tell him, "Women are creatures that often say the opposite of what they mean."
He had been confused at the time, but now he finally understood Luo Yuanyuan’s hint.
He had always thought Le Tong was special, that she didn’t possess the typical thoughts and habits other women did. From the first time he tried to be romantic by giving her a big bouquet of roses, only to end up delivering flowers like a lackey, he became even more convinced that this silly woman, Le Tong, only cared about practical matters like daily necessities, and had no interest in romance.
But now, with Luo Yuanyuan’s reminder, he couldn’t help but think more deeply; could it be that the slow progress between him and Le Tong was because he didn’t understand romance?
Ji Rui’s previous certainty wavered because of Luo Yuanyuan’s simple words.
However, this time Luo Yuanyuan did guess wrong, or rather, fundamentally speaking, Ji Rui understood Le Tong better than Luo Yuanyuan. Perhaps it was because he understood Le Tong’s true experiences over these years better than she did.
At this moment, Le Tong’s thoughts did not include marriage.
Or rather, in Le Tong’s mind, she and Ji Rui didn’t even need the formality of marriage.
She and Ji Rui lived under the same roof, went to work and came home together every day, picked up Baobao together, and took care of Baobao at home. Aside from not sharing a bed at night, their mode of interaction, to both outsiders and themselves, seemed like that of an old married couple. At this point, whether they got married or not didn’t matter at all.
What occupied the most space in her mind daily, in the personal realm, was figuring out how to help Baobao recover faster and how to let the thin Ji Rui regain his strength; in the business realm, it was figuring out how to help the Ji Family overcome their current major crisis.
"Seriously, I wasn’t expecting anything. Don’t listen to Yuan’er’s nonsense," Le Tong read something in Ji Rui’s serious-to-the-point-of-frightening gaze.
Ji Rui stared at her, seeing the usual calm and straightforward expression on her face, without any sign of saying one thing and meaning another.
"Alright... I won’t..." Ji Rui was somewhat helpless, and a bit disappointed.
Admittedly, Luo Yuanyuan’s words inadvertently sparked a glimmer of hope for him.
But just as that spark of hope emerged, it was swiftly extinguished by the inherently unromantic Le Tong.
Fortunately, he had never intended to propose at Luo Yuanyuan’s wedding, otherwise, the real disaster would be making a fool of himself in front of so many old clients and letting the likes of Luo Yifan think they still had a chance!
Once assured of Ji Rui’s promise, Le Tong relaxed, leaning half-reclined against Ji Rui, closing her eyes to enjoy President Ji’s free massage.
"Hey!" Queen Le, feeling comfortable from being pampered, lightly poked a certain slave’s firm chest.
"Hmm?!"
"Your massage skills are pretty good, where did you learn them?" Le Tong thought to herself that maybe she should learn it too, occasionally serving Mr. President wouldn’t be too bad.
Especially when Mr. President got jealous and threw little tantrums; this trick might come in handy.
"Why? Worried I have a dark past?"
Ji Rui recalled that Zhuo Jiarui’s massage skills came from frequenting certain special venues. However, his own nearly professional-level techniques were definitely different from Zhuo Jiarui’s dubious amateur efforts.
Le Tong opened her eyes, lifted his chin with her fingers, and looked at him with a playful smile, "Mr. Ji, do tell, do you have any dark pasts?"
It wasn’t that he lacked charm, but this man has a serious germophobia, don’t think she didn’t know!
Ji Rui was speechless, where did this woman get such confidence from?!
"Come on, spill it, where did you learn it from?" Ji Rui’s speechless expression somehow lifted Le Tong’s mood.
This man may never know that when he only saw her as his little secretary, bossing her around all day, she had already thoroughly and meticulously observed and understood him.
Thus, she knew many of his little habits and quirks even better than he did.
And those things he didn’t even know, she could easily write into a little book.
These contents were enough to lay bare 60-70% of the man’s true nature!