Ji Rui looks down at Le Tong, who is struggling in his arms, and his lips can't help but raise again.
Aware of her intention to leave, Ji Rui doesn't embarrass her. Instead, he gently releases his hand and gently supports her waist to make her stand firm. Then, instead of looking at Letong, he bends over and pinches the baby's face.
"Po, I didn't fight with your mommy!"
At least, there was no fight today.
The baby's black eyes flicker, looking at Ji Rui and Letong, still looking forward to asking Ji Rui.
"Are you together?"
Le Tong, who was standing behind the two of you, had already slowly faded away from his face, and was burning again.
Ji Rui didn't answer Baobao immediately. Instead, he turned around and took a deep look at Letong. Then he turned to Baobao and said,
"No!"
The baby's shining eyes suddenly darkened.
Ji Rui patted the baby's face and continued, "baby, daddy has done a lot of wrong things before, but now he is trying to correct them."
What Letong didn't expect is that Ji Rui, who used to feel extremely overbearing, has the courage to admit his mistakes in front of his young son.
Moreover, he only said things from his own standpoint, and did not involve her. In other words, he did not mean to use his son to force her.
Although this is only a very small thing, to see a person clearly, we can see the essence from the details. Therefore, from this moment, Letong began to find out that Ji Rui is not as tough as he looks. Sometimes, he has a very soft and delicate mind.
It has to be said that Ji Rui not only corrects his attitude towards Letong, but also uses his actions to change his bad image in Letong's mind.
The baby blinked. She didn't ask any more. She put her little hand into Ji Rui's hand and pulled Letong's hand with the other hand.
"Daddy and Mommy, you can go swing with your baby."
Although Letong's face is still a little unnatural, her son's request is not too much. Of course, she can't refuse, so she leads her baby to the swing again.
The baby climbed the swing by himself before, but he raised his head and said to Ji Rui with a smile, "Daddy, hold the baby up..."
Ji Rui smiles and shakes his head. He bends down, picks him up and places him on the swing.
"Mommy, you push the baby..." Ji Baobao orders Le Tong in his mouth, holding the iron rope in both hands and shaking his legs in mid air.
Letong obediently gently pushed his back, swing carrying the baby, in the air slightly swaying for a while, soon slide back to Letong side.
Letong pushes again, and the swing swings out again. Then, Letong clearly hears the happy words of the baby, "the baby used to dream that daddy and Mommy would accompany him on the swing... Hee hee..."
The baby's words are not intended to say to them, but more like talking to himself.
Letong can't help but raise her eyelids and look at Ji Rui. Ji Rui is getting better and looks at her. Obviously, he also hears the baby's self talk.
Ji Rui's eyes fell on Letong's face. He took advantage of the swing and said softly, "in the past, babies often called mummy in their dreams. I thought it must be a nightmare. Originally, it was a dream of such a beautiful thing. It seemed that it was a beautiful dream..."
So intuition can be deceptive sometimes.
Before, Ji Rui always thought that the baby's mother must be a snobbish woman who is greedy for material enjoyment.
But it turns out that she is not only not a material woman, but also a very gentle and kind-hearted, intelligent woman with an exquisite heart like her baby.
"The baby's character is very optimistic, so he thinks most things will be good."
Letong can't help but follow his words, but ignores that the protagonist in Ji Rui's words is actually her, not the baby.
"Well, I'm glad the baby is like you in this respect."
Ji Rui turns his eyes to the front, as if looking at the baby's direction, or at other places with no sense of emptiness.
Letong opens his mouth and wants to say something, but he hears Ji Rui ask.
"I'm a dark person, right?"
If changed before, Letong will not hesitate to say yes. But now, she seems to be a bit impatient. Intuition told her, perhaps, this man, there are a lot of pain, and those pain, perhaps is the root of this man's eccentric character.
"Also... Ok..."
If you want her to say no, she can't do it now, so it's very difficult for her to make her words as euphemistic as possible.
Ji Rui's face showed a wry smile, "so you are too gentle. Yang Sheng often scolds me for being dark."
It's about Yang Sheng, and Le Tong is not good to express any opinions.
"In fact, you are better than me. My mother died before I was five years old. "
Letong listens in silence. The man's noise is quiet. It's clearly a sad past, but he seems to be telling other people's stories.
"She didn't die, she committed suicide! She was forced to death by my father and his lover, who is now Mrs. Ji. "
For the first time in so many years, Ji Rui has been so candid in showing his ugly family to outsiders.
Even Yang Sheng, he never said it so directly.
However, Yang Sheng is a smart man. Even if he didn't say it, he would have guessed eight or nine points.
Letong looks at him with wide eyes. For a moment, she really can't think of any words to comfort him.
Letong has always been aware of Ji Rui's hostility and hatred towards him, but she only thinks that the hatred between father and son, just like the enmity of most rich families, is caused by Ji's uneven distribution of interests, which in turn affects the feelings between father and son and brothers.
But I didn't expect that the inside story turned out to be like this.
Ji Rui, who seems to be trapped in the memory and can't extricate himself, doesn't want her to comfort him. He goes on.
"Before Ji, it was not called Ji, but brilliant group. Its earliest owner was not a member of the Ji family, but my grandfather, an old man I had never met.
My grandparents died in an accident, and my mother took over the brilliant group. At that time, my father was just a small staff member of the brilliant group.
My father should also be a person with strong ability. Anyway, he won the favor of the female president with his own ability. Finally, he won the beauty home successfully.
The funny thing is, I'm only a few months old. My father took his son, who was only two months younger than me in his first love life, home to beg my mother's forgiveness