Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace

Chapter 952 - 183: Devouring Love, Deep Affection

What matter?

Tang Yige was puzzled.

"Marriage," Si Nan said.

Tang Yige froze.

A few seconds later, she understood.

He wanted her to promise not to bring up his marriage with Tang Ruan anymore.

Thinking of those years he was married to Tang Ruan, his harsh attitude towards her; Yige’s little face tugged slightly, and she took her hand off his neck, eyes downcast in silence.

Si Nan furrowed his brows, tilted her chin up with his finger, making her look at him, his gaze earnest, "I’m sorry."

Tang Yige pursed her lips, somewhat angry, "I said don’t say sorry again!"

"Okay, okay, I won’t say it. Don’t be angry, okay?" Si Nan gently coaxed.

Tang Yige tightened her brows, resentfully lifted her eyes to look at Si Nan, "I always feel that I forgive you too easily. Think about it with your conscience, how nasty you were to me at first, how harsh and cutting your words were!"

"Yes, yes, yes, my fault, my fault..."

Si Nan quickly pulled her into his arms, whispering softly and kissing her.

Tang Yige was wrapped tightly against his warm chest, her face blushing rosy red, she lightly hummed, "From now on, you have to treat me twice as well. Don’t yell at me, be mean to me; you have to coax me, make me happy. You have to do whatever I want you to do, and what I don’t want you to do, you mustn’t do at all."

"Mm-hmm, I hear you, noted it all down," Si Nan said with a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"The most important thing."

Tang Yige looked up from his embrace with her bright eyes, staring at Si Nan, "Ask me directly whatever you want to know. Don’t believe what anyone else says, or what you see, only believe what I say."

Si Nan’s heart warmed, nodding, "Okay."

Hearing him agree, Tang Yige breathed out a sigh of relief, although softly, but Si Nan still heard it.

Si Nan then took Yige’s hand, pressing it against his bare left chest.

The thumping heartbeat sound transmitted powerfully through the thin chest to Tang Yige’s palm.

Tang Yige’s face turned as red as a ripe pomegranate, with both corners of her mouth curving as she looked at Si Nan, "What are you doing?"

"It’s beating for you." Si Nan said solemnly.

"Ah... I can’t take it."

Tang Yige got goosebumps all over, immediately unable to bear it, she hid her face in Si Nan’s embrace, "Si Nan, you’re too cheesy."

Si Nan buried his head by her neck, his laughter deep, "It’s true. Without you, I’d die."

It’s true, he would!

Yiyi, I said, your lifetime is my lifetime.

You live, I live.

You die, I die.

We will never part.

Tang Yige nestled in Si Nan’s arms, shoulders shaking with laughter, but the lashes lightly covered were already damp.

It seemed she could hear the voice in his heart.

Brother, I love you.

"I heard it."

After a while, Si Nan softly whispered in her ear.

Tang Yige’s tears slid down her cheek.

Even if life is short, so what?

As long as the remaining decade or so has him by her side every day.

Not to mention ten years.

Even just one year would be enough.

...

Since reconciling with Yige, Si Nan naturally moved into Jinxiu Huadu as well.

And upon discovering Yige was his biological mother, Yige was determinedly kicked out of the bedroom by the little guy and firmly disagreed to share a bed with her anymore.

Zhang Lan tidied up the master bedroom previously reserved for Si Nan, which he and Yige moved into.

The second floor and the first floor were connected, without a door.

For reasons unbeknownst, Si Nan hired a designer to install a door on the second floor, saying it was convenient.

As for what it was convenient for... no explanation.

Just after dinner that evening, Si Nan planned to take Yige and Rong Rui for a walk downstairs in the neighborhood.

Yet just before they went out, Yige’s phone rang.

Tang Yige picked up her phone, glanced at it, saw it was Tang Yuwen calling, her eyes flashed slightly, but she still answered.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

As soon as the call connected, Tang Yuwen’s urgent coughing came through.

Tang Yige frowned, "Dad, are you okay?"

"Cough cough... Yige, cough cough... Dad, cough cough... I’m okay, cough cough cough..."

Tang Yuwen coughed after every couple of words, just listening to it was uncomfortable.

Tang Yige frowned more deeply, "Dad, do you have a cold? Did you take any medicine?"

"Cough cough cough... There’s no medicine at home. Forget it, just old bones." Tang Yuwen said with some heartache, "Dad, cough cough cough, called you, cough, just to hear, cough cough cough... I just missed you... cough cough cough, wanted to hear my daughter’s, cough cough cough, voice."

"It’s this bad, why not go to the hospital?"

Tang Yige said while walking toward the bedroom.

Si Nan squinted his eyes, stood in the living room watching Tang Yige walk into the bedroom, and in no time, she came out holding a bag and a coat.

Tang Yige covered the microphone with her hand, saying to Si Nan, "I’m going home for a bit. You take care of Little Rui at home."

"I’ll come with you." Si Nan said, not waiting for Tang Yige’s reply, he directly took the camel-colored cashmere coat hanging on the rack, went to the entryway, picked up the car keys on the shoe cabinet, changed shoes, and stood at the door waiting for Tang Yige.

Tang Yige, "..."

He’s so eager, she couldn’t refuse even if she wanted to.

"I want to go too!"

Rong Rui was unwilling to be left behind, jumped off the sofa, wearing white cotton socks, ran toward the entryway.

"No way!"

Tang Yige grabbed Rong Rui’s collar and pulled him back, "Little Rui, it’s too late today, stay home and wait for Dad and me to come back, okay?"

"But I want to go with you." Rong Rui pouted.

Tang Yige hugged him, kissed his cheek, called over Zhang Lan, directly handed Rong Rui to Zhang Lan, and left with Si Nan.

Rong Rui, "..." Feeling heartbroken!

They say he’s the most important, yet they leave him out when they go out!

He’s still too young, believes people too easily.

Thus.

After Tang Yige and Si Nan left, Rong Rui went to the game room to think.

o(╯□╰)o

...

Si Nan and Tang Yige arrived at the Tang family home, asked Tang Yuwen for the password, opened the door, and walked in.

After a stretch of stone stairs, Tang Yige saw the door was ajar, pushed it open, and walked in with Si Nan.

Once inside, there was a strong smell of alcohol mixed with various odd scents.

Tang Yige frowned and turned on the living room light.

Once the light was on, the state of the living room was completely exposed.

Tang Yige stood there shocked.

She had never thought that returning to this home would present such a scene.

Looking around, it was a complete mess.

The surroundings of the living room were a wreck; not to mention the coffee table and sofa.

Clothes that should be in the bedroom were strewn across the sofa and carpet.

Around the coffee table were many overturned beer cans, liquor bottles, and all kinds of alcohol.

On the coffee table, there were no less than ten boxes of eaten instant noodles, moldy bread, unfinished takeout, a milk spill across the table...

Tang Yige slowly clenched her fingers.

She almost thought she had gone to the wrong place.

"Cough cough..."

Suddenly, a coughing sound came from the living room.

Tang Yige inhaled, looking around but not seeing Tang Yuwen’s figure.

Si Nan, standing close behind her, suddenly brushed past her and walked towards the sofa piled with clothes, swiftly casting the clothes aside.

Without the clothes blocking, Tang Yige saw the haggard Tang Yuwen lying on the sofa.

Tang Yige’s heart trembled, she walked forward a few steps, seeing the pale and frail, almost... dying Tang Yuwen, "Dad..."

Tang Yige’s throat trembled.

"Cough cough cough..."

Tang Yuwen coughed endlessly, his eyes were closed, yet one of his hands suddenly reached out from the clothes, grabbing Yige’s clothes.

Tang Yige’s spine shivered, glanced down at his dry hand, her fragile throat felt as though clawed by a talon, "I’ll take you to the hospital."

"Cough cough... No, no going... Dying once and for all."

Tang Yuwen said intermittently.

Tang Yige closed her eyes, bent over wanting to help Tang Yuwen up.

"Let me do it."

Si Nan said, then bent down, surprisingly picked Tang Yuwen up from the sofa.