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e was no need to continue talking to this person. This person was a bit smart, but only superficially so. You have to know, this kind of superficial intelligence is most likely to prove the saying—be...Xiaoyou was very excited. He ate and drank all night without stopping, and then Rongling took him out for a round of exhilarating racing games. The wildness in the little guy was awakened, he walked with a swaying motion, as if still riding a simulator. (.tw)

"Mommy, can we play for a little while longer"

When it was time to leave, the little boy reluctantly turned back again and again, looking at the simulated racetrack on the electronic screen. He even clung to Lin Meng's leg and coquettishly begged her not to go. But Lin Meng firmly shook her head.

"Youyou, it's time for bed. We have to go back now, otherwise, if we sleep too late, we won't be able to wake up in the morning. We'll also be late for school, and we'll feel very tired the next day. We won't even have the energy to play anything. Plus, going to bed on time will make our bodies strong so we can play lots of things!"

The little guy was persuaded, although reluctant, he obediently followed Lin Meng.

Lin Mengmeng wanted to return home, as she had been away for too long. She hadn't gone back yesterday, and it wouldn't be good if she didn't go back tonight. However, Rong Ling would absolutely not let her leave.

"Okay, I agreed to spend the whole day with you. Doesn't that mean the evening counts as part of the day!"

The shrewd man, using her side's reason, quickly blocked her way back.

Joke, the fire he had built this afternoon hadn't gone out yet, how could he let her go! During broad daylight, she wouldn't agree. But at night, during a reasonable bedtime, she couldn't refuse, right He wouldn't be stupid enough to give up on such an opportunity that was almost within his grasp!

Lin Mengxiang thought about it and agreed. Starting and ending well is what makes something perfect! So, she called Ruan Chengan. Out of all the options, he was her top choice. Ruan Chengan wasn't happy to hear she wouldn't be coming back. He complained a few times on the phone, acting like a child saying he missed her and that he was hungry, craving the noodles she made.

Lin Meng looked a little embarrassed. Rong Ling gave him a cold glance and unceremoniously snatched the phone from Lin Meng's hand, coldly snorting: "Boy, you want to live a life of luxury, learn to cook for yourself! She's not coming back tonight, so you better go to sleep early!"

"Rong Ling!" Lin Meng's little face flushed red, glaring at Rong Ling angrily. What was wrong with this man Why was he suddenly so talkative She wanted to snatch back her phone, but when she did, she realized that Rong Ling had already turned it off.

"Those guys are all grown-ups, do they still need you to make sure they get home on time every day! Even your own mother wouldn't do that!" Rong Ling raised an eyebrow and put his big hand around Lin Meng's shoulder, continuing without any politeness. "Besides, those boys could ever come home obediently every day! At their age, there are bound to be times when they go out on dates or stay out all night!"

"Rong Ling!" Lin Meng whispered, feeling that his words were too vulgar.

"That's awful, don't say that!" She glared at him.

Rong Ling let out a cold snort and continued, "No matter how unpleasant it is to hear, it's the truth! So, you don't have to stay at that house every day!"

Lin Meng was a little annoyed, raising her hand and lightly punching him in the chest as a warning under her embarrassment. Rong Ling endured it without any reaction. Lin Meng then called Ruan Chengyang again, saying a few words before hanging up, implying that she wasn't going back.

"Now are you satisfied" she looked up at him, seeming rather resigned.

"What are you satisfied and dissatisfied with!" The man didn't admit it, but he directly picked up the little fellow and strode away.

She made a face, thinking this man was taking advantage and acting smug! She hadn't expected him to suddenly turn his head.

"Not keeping up!" the man growled, his voice laced with displeasure. He had obviously seen through her prank.

The little boy snickered like a mischievous mouse, making faces at Lin Meng. He seemed to have copied Lin Meng's expression perfectly. Lin Meng glared at the little boy with displeasure before breaking into a smile and catching up to him.

After getting into the car, she was unexpectedly kissed hard by Rong Ling right on the lips, in front of the little one.

"Woman, your skin itches! How dare you treat me like that!" This man is quite good at settling scores after the fall.

Lin Meng pushed him hard, and he finally turned around and went back to the front seat to start the car.

This reckless man! There are children around!

She grumbled inwardly, but unexpectedly, the little guy also joined in playfully and "nipped" at her lips.

Lin Meng was astonished!

Rong Ling glared!

The little guy chuckled smugly, looking quite pleased with himself, as if celebrating a successful ambush!

It has to be said, children have an incredible ability to imitate!

Lin Meng laughed in his sleep!

Still glaring!

Lin Meng lightly pinched the little guy's nose and chided, "Mischievous!"

The little guy stuck out his tongue mischievously.

Rong Ling is still glaring!

The little guy felt his father's displeasure and menacing glare, but he wasn't afraid. Instead, he made a silly face at Rong Ling, looking very smug and fearless.

Rong Ling snorted and gave Lin Meng a warning glance, meaning to let her be careful and not let the little boy take advantage of her. After all, from his position, it was really difficult to discipline the little boy not to get close to Lin Meng, because, who would have him set a bad example for the little boy just now!

Lin Meng shrugged her shoulders, indicating she didn't understand! Who could tell so much from just one glance And even if she guessed some things, she wouldn't guard against her precious son!

Rong Ling widened her eyes again!

At this point, he became taciturn again!

Lin Meng felt that being taciturn, with an icy aura that involuntarily made people feel intimidated, was this man's biggest highlight. But sometimes... hehe... it could also be considered a flaw! For example—at this very moment!

He glared again, but what could he do in the end! He still had to swallow his pride and become his driver!

When the car started, the little guy calmed down and realized that the car he was sitting on could also be played with. Moreover, this car actually existed, it was real and could move! The little guy couldn't sit still anymore, his big eyes shining with excitement. The racing itch sparked by the simulation race car came back again!

"Dad, I want to play too! I want to drive a car!"

Boys are naturally interested in these mechanical things, like cars, Transformers, and guns!

But unfortunately, this kid just ate his mother's tofu and didn't repent. This has angered his father, so his father definitely won't let him get his way.

A cold snort, that was Rong Ling's only response to the little fellow's coquettish plea for mercy!

The little guy tried to win favor by acting cute and innocent, pretending to be foolish, but in the end he still couldn't get what he wanted. Helplessly, he had to turn his attention to Lin Meng.

"Mommy, godfather is bad, look, he bullies me, mommy, godfather bullies me!"

Tonight's little one is especially like a child. With that fair, tender little face with a hint of baby fat, and that milky, coquettish tone, it's simply adorable. If it were something else, Lin Meng would probably agree. But a car That's not something a child can play with. Even adults who drive them can easily lose their lives.

"You can't do that!" Lin Meng shook her head and, using the simplest language possible, explained to the little one why it was wrong. She always educated children this way: when encountering problems, she gave rational answers as much as possible. If she couldn't answer, she would use stories or other methods to guide them. In this way, children learn more, understand more, know how to be polite and restrained, respect themselves, and respect others.

The little boy wasn't an unreasonable child, so after hearing Lin Meng's words, he obediently stopped making a fuss. However, the little boy still had something to say.

"Then Mommy, when YouYou grows up and can drive, YouYou will drive. YouYou will be Mommy's driver then and drive Mommy around!"

The adorable little one never stops thinking about Mommy and has such a sweet mouth, this childish act of flattery made Lin Meng let out a low chuckle.

"Mommy is waiting. Uh, Mommy believes Yoyo will definitely drive very, very well in the future!"

The little guy got a potential reward, he was very happy.

This is what brings everyone joy.

Rong Ling listened intently, his eyes softening. This way of a mother educating her child was rather novel, but it would never bore him; on the contrary, he found himself quite engrossed in watching it! The interaction between his woman and his child, this family dynamic, brought him an unusual sense of satisfaction. He was willing to accept more of this.

"Rong Ling!" Lin Meng suddenly called out to him, because she remembered something.

"Mhm." Rong Ling replied softly.

Do you often go drag racing!

Rong Ling did not answer.

"That's dangerous," Lin Meng frowned, her concern for him evident. Four years ago, she had witnessed his reckless driving firsthand, and she was terrified at the time, her heart pounding in her chest. Thinking back to it now, she still felt a shiver of fear.

"Don't play too much, okay" She looked at him earnestly. Because right now, she couldn't afford to be in a position where he could refuse this kind of entertainment. Yes, she knew that everyone had different hobbies, like some people loved traveling, some collecting bones, and some enjoying a drink after meals. These were personal indulgences, a way to de-stress and release oneself. She understood Rong Ling's fondness for racing, but she couldn't let understanding turn into indulgence. Because he was in her heart, she instinctively worried about him, and couldn't help but advise him.

He still hasn't said anything.

She leaned over, her warm small hand lightly rested on his shoulder, then gave it a slight squeeze.

"I'm a little worried, and kind of scared. You... you should play less for me, and... for Youyou, okay!"

Her concern was evident on her face, even through the rearview mirror.

He twitched the corner of his lips, softly humming an affirmative sound. In his heart, he muttered to himself, "What a foolish woman!" But only he knew that within those words lay a depth of emotion and tenderness.

He rarely played, only coming once in a while. To reassure her and prevent worry, he explained, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing and nothing will happen!"

She hummed softly, relaxed her grip, and felt a little reassured.

Whatever he says goes. His words carry weight.

She believes it!

After going back, of course, it was time for a good scrub. The little guy was still excited, shaking off his clothes and running towards the bathroom with his two white bottoms wagging in delight. There was a splash as he jumped into the water followed by his surprised cry!

As soon as Lin Meng thought about it, she hurried to the bathroom in three or two steps. She didn't see the little guy, but she already heard his giggles. When she pushed open the door, the little guy was being held by Rong Ling in his arms. The father and son were both soaked in white foam, seemingly having a great time.r Lin Meng to wake up and for that illusion to disappear without a trace. And he could use this time to think of a plausible explanation to give others!...the reason why Jiang Po Lang called his broth...