Translator: 549690339
As the two were talking, Li Duidui came out from the inside room, rubbing his eyes. He was still wearing the little camouflage outfit from the day, and his sleepy, eye-rubbing appearance was adorably cute.
Mr. Butler followed behind him, holding a pair of children’s shoes in his hand. He said anxiously, “Young Master, please put on your shoes first; the floor is cold.”
Rong Yan also noticed Little Baby was barefoot and said hurriedly, “Duidui, put on your shoes to avoid catching a cold.”
He wouldn’t listen to anyone else, but when Rong Yan called him, he obediently stood still, waiting for Mr. Butler to help him put his shoes on. He also politely said, “Thank you, Mr. Butler.”
His voice was soft and glutinous, like a grandson, which made the old butler’s heart melt, “Young Master, don’t thank me, please; it’s my job. I know you want to see Miss Rong, but you should wear your shoes, right? Otherwise, if you catch a cold, Miss Rong and Mr. Li will be worried about you.”
Li Duidui looked at Rong Yan on the hospital bed with his large, glossy eyes and then sneaked a glance at his own dad; he pursed his lips, refusing to talk. Rong Yan knew him best. His reaction meant he had taken it to heart.
The little guy was like that; when he acted politely and obediently, it was a sign of a defensive nature. When he truly took something to heart, he wouldn’t show it openly.
“Duidui, come here,” Rong Yan beckoned.
“Mom.” The little guy, feeling somewhat guilty, immediately let go and ran pitter-patter to her bedside. Forgetting all about the previous incident, his big eyes anxiously fixated on her, “Mom, are you still feeling uncomfortable?”
Rong Yan suspected she might sprout a flower under his intense gaze. Yet seeing her beloved son’s anxious demeanor warmed her heart, and she reached out to touch his head, “No discomfort anymore.”
Li Duidui’s eyes reddened, and he almost couldn’t hold back his tears, “Don’t scare me again.”
He was scared; seeing his Little Demon Rong collapse covered in blood had terrified him beyond words. His whole body trembled uncontrollably, and he had no idea what to do.
If it weren’t for the bad guy who was with him, taking Little Demon Rong to the hospital, he might have lost his mom.
Seeing the moisture gathering in his eyes, Rong Yan was startled and began comforting him quickly. She rubbed his back to soothe his breathing and spoke in a gentle, reassuring tone, almost making a vow with her hand raised that she would be more careful and not get hurt in the future…
Mr. Butler also approached the bed, apologizing profoundly to the tall, noble man, “I’m sorry, Mr. Li. I had just put the Young Master down when he woke up and ran out without shoes on, my sincerest apologies.”
Li Shengxiao’s gaze had been on the mother and son having a joyful interaction by the bed, his eyes soft. He brushed off the butler’s mistake with a casually uttered, “Next time, be careful!”
“Yes, Mr. Li,” Mr. Butler sighed with relief and stepped aside.
Li Shengxiao strode over with his long legs and suddenly approached the bed.
Before Rong Yan could understand what was happening, she felt a constricting shadow cast over her and found herself lifted into the air.
“Li Shengxiao?” She was startled.
“Taking you out for dinner!” The man holding her moved with spry steps, securely supporting her, and while he glanced down at the little guy following by his side, his thin lips brushed a command, “Keep up.”
Her Little Demon Rong was being held by another man, unhappy-
Li Duidui pouted his little mouth unhappily, but still eagerly followed along..