One Thousand Four Hundred and Eighty-Five 1 Family of 3 (Two)

Zhao Chu Ning had realized that he had said the wrong thing, but when he saw Xiao Yimi's expectant eyes, his heart was sour again.

Forget it! Anyway, Tang Yi was about to marry Miss Mo, and by then, even if Mimi wanted to pester him, it would be too late. Besides, he would have a child with Miss Mo in the future...

Zhao Chu Ning was thinking too much. She was obviously comforting herself not to panic, but she felt a huge pain in her chest for no reason.

She changed the subject and asked Tang Yi: "Is there anything edible in your refrigerator?"

The food in the hotel room was always taken care of or replenished by the hotel's housekeeper. Tang Yi naturally didn't know what was in it.

Zhao Chu Ning knew that he was asking unnecessary questions, so he simply went over to open the refrigerator, scanned it, and found a box of high-calcium milk.

It was iced.

On such a cold day, the child's stomach would definitely not be able to bear it.

Luckily, there was a milk pot in the kitchen of the room. Zhao Chu Ning poured the milk into the pot and boiled it on the fire.

She herself hadn't eaten dinner, and was hungry at this point, so she boiled some water and cooked herself a box of instant noodles.

...

When Zhao Chuning came out with milk and instant noodles, she was startled by the two figures on the sofa in the living room.

Little Yimi was leaning in Tang Yi's arms. Tang Yi held her with one hand and held the storybook with the other. Little Yimi pestered him to tell her a story. Tang Yi was definitely not a romantic person and would not tell romantic stories, but he couldn't refuse the child.

He had no choice but to read from the book: "A long time ago, there was a beautiful city in the west, and there was a handsome prince in the city..."

He read word by word, plainly without a trace of emotion.

Sure enough, little Yimi immediately disliked it, "Uncle, you don't tell stories like this, it's boring!"

"How do you tell it?"

"Tell it like mommy does."

"Then let your mommy tell it to you later."

"Okay then."

Zhao Chuning looked at this scene,

and his heart was in turmoil, and his eyes were a little sour. The two of them together looked like a father and daughter. Tang Yi thought that Xiao Yimi was Cheng Zheng's daughter, but he was so patient and willing to give her whatever she wanted. It completely satisfied the little girl's imagination of a father.

"Mommy." Xiao Yimi found her standing beside her.

Tang Yi glanced slightly, and before she could withdraw her absent-minded gaze, she was caught by him. His eyes became clearer and stared at her. She suppressed the surging emotions in her heart, did not look at him, and only pointed at the dining table and the child and said: "The milk is ready, go drink it."

Xiao Yimi got up from Tang Yi's arms and ran to drink milk.

Tang Yi stood up, and Zhao Chuning's heart fluctuated, wanting to say something, but in the end he said nothing. He just followed the child to the restaurant.

Tang Yi followed in and saw a big and a small lying in front of the dining table. One was drinking milk, and the other was eating noodles, and he had nothing to do with it.

He sat down in front of Zhao Chuning with a cold face, staring at her with his eyes like a sharp blade.

No matter how insensitive she was, she could feel the strong resentment from the other side. She had to put down her fork and look up, looking at him in confusion.

He crossed his arms and glanced at her condescendingly, "I've been helping you take care of the child since I came back from Q.A. Do you think I've had dinner?"

She said this! 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 permission, why would she need to eat instant noodles? There were hot meals waiting for her at home!

Zhao Chuning complained in her 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 to eat noodles.

Xiao Yimi handed over her milk cup generously, "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 again, with a completely different attitude from when he faced Zhao Chuning, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, "You drink, don't worry about me."

Zhao Chuning was a little distracted watching from the opposite side. Tang Yi's smile is rare, but it is really good-looking. It's like spring coming after the haze has been cleared.

However, it's too bewitching.

This is very dangerous.

Zhao Chuning only took a look and turned away. She lowered her head and was about to continue eating noodles, but a hand suddenly crossed 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 eat it without any concern.

"You..." Zhao Chuning's lips moved twice, and she only sighed this word.

Tang Yi didn't even look at her, just continued to eat.

She cooked instant noodles.

When he was a child, he was often alone at home, and he almost lived on instant noodles every day. He wanted to vomit when he smelled the instant noodles after eating them, but he didn't expect that it would taste different tonight.

Little Yimi giggled on the side, looking 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, 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 got up and went back to the kitchen. Tang Yi's eyes lingered on her for a long time before moving away.

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Dinner was just dealt with in this simple way.

Zhao Chuning had always wanted to take the child away, but when she saw the scene of the two of them getting along, she suddenly couldn't bear it. Anyway, it was only this time. Why should she let Mimi down?

Thinking about it, I decided to let Mimi stay.

She covered the child with a blanket. When 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 gloomy.

His lips were tightly clenched and he didn't say anything. Zhao Chuning took it as his tacit agreement and kissed the child's forehead before telling 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. "I'll ask grandma to pick you up after class tomorrow."

She said as she walked out of the bedroom. Tang Yi had been silent all the time, just following her out. After closing the bedroom door, he reached out and grabbed her and pulled her back. Zhao Chuning panicked for a moment and was controlled by him against the wall.

He had just finished taking a shower and was smelling the scent of the shower. It was like the bewitching rosemary that penetrated into her breath. She straightened her back, afraid that the child would hear her voice, so she lowered her voice, "Tang Yi."

"Go take a shower."

"..." 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, his voice was cold. He looked at her with contempt, "I said, I have no interest in women who have given birth to children for other men."