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ends, all the girls in the city know me."Lin Meng shook her head slightly. She wasn't some kind of young lady, so she wouldn't associate with those daughters of big corporations. Besides, her daily li...Chapter: 211

Rong Lingqi frowned fiercely. If he could call her, he wouldn't have had to ignore her calls in the first place! He already ignored so many, if he called again, where would his face be!

This man also became a little awkward.

Immediately, he called Yu Xu again, his voice low and commanding. “ Lao Si, you're in charge of telling her, and make sure she gets home safely. If you fail to complete the mission, I'll make you pay!”

After finishing his words, he abruptly hung up the phone.

If Yu Xu called again, he wouldn't answer.

"What's going on!" Yu Xu was fuming. Well, it must be that the couple had a fight again. Honestly, during Chinese New Year no less! What kind of argument could they possibly have

Although he complained, Yu Xu could only dutifully act as the peacemaker. As the saying goes, "Too much talking leads to mistakes." Even though he was a little tipsy, he would never foolishly tell Lin Meng the truth and say that Rong Ling was intentionally ignoring her calls.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I inquired about it. Your brother is doing well. He's not convenient to answer the phone right now. Those three cars are sent to protect your brother's brothers. Your brother asked me to tell you to go back and get a good night's sleep, don't wander outside anymore, be careful of catching a cold!"

By this point, Yu Xu felt that he had done a pretty good job as the mediator.

Lin Meng was stunned by Yu Xu's sudden, "Sister-in-law." Her brain felt a little dizzy, so she passively listened to Yu Xu's words. As soon as she heard that it was good news, she let out an "Oh" and quickly hung up the phone.

Yu Xu wiped his face and thought to himself, "This is really what being married is like. Hanging up the phone, everyone seems so composed and satisfied!"

Lin Meng wrapped the small blanket around him, tucking in the dirty side, then revealing the clean sides. She roughly wrapped the little one's lower half and carried him back.

"Mommy, I can walk myself!" The little boy refused. He knew Mommy was tired. And he could walk.

“Be good, let Mommy hold you!” Lin Meng coaxed him. The little guy wasn't wearing shoes, how could he walk “Walking barefoot will make you catch a cold. Mommy wants Youyou to be well, so Youyou be good and let Mommy hold you. Don’t underestimate Mommy, oh! Mommy has plenty of strength, hehe, holding a tiny little you is more than enough!”

"More than enough!" The little guy didn't understand many idioms yet, and tilted his head in confusion. But he was no longer struggling, because he understood the previous words.

Lin Meng whispered an explanation to him, "More than enough." The mother and son spoke in hushed tones, which made the journey home seem less bleak and long.

Little fella, this blanket can't be used anymore. After warming the little fella's face and feet with a hot towel, Lin Meng let him hold a hot water bottle and tucked him into bed. She went to make ginger soup. Going out for a walk in such cold weather could prevent a cold. After feeding the little fella some ginger soup, she drank a large bowl herself and let him continue sleeping. Then, she began to tend to herself.

She had run around a lap, sweating profusely, her clothes were now grimy. As she bathed, her mind drifted back to Rong Ling again. She couldn't understand why Rong Ling didn't answer her calls, it felt strange. Then she recalled what Yu Xu said about the three cars that came to protect Rong Ling, which meant that Rong Ling was in danger!

Her heart skipped a beat, she quickly took a shower, and immediately dashed out of the bathroom.

"Mommy…" The little one called out in a nasal voice, soft and sweet. "Uncle Four just called a while ago, asking if we were home yet. I said we were, then he hung up."

Uncle Four, that's Yu Xu. Amongst all his brothers, he is the fourth oldest.

Did your fourth uncle say anything else!

"No, no!" The little fellow yawned and rubbed his sleepy eyes. Lin Meng immediately sat beside the bed, patting him gently and softly coaxing him to sleep.

After that, she took her phone and quietly slipped out of the house, then called Yu Xu. She lowered her voice and asked seriously, "Ah Xu, tell me the truth, did something happen to Rong Ling!"

Yu Xu, who was mid-sip of wine, heard this and spat out the mouthful in his mouth. A chorus of laughter erupted from those around him. Yu Xu waved his hand dismissively, muttering "Get lost" to those teasing him, then stumbled away from the table, having to apologize. His tongue felt knotted as he stammered a response to her.

"Sister-in-law...sister-in-law, I...I swear...Big Brother is fine...you...don't worry...just...just sleep, or else Big Brother will...blame me!"

Lin Meng heard a lot of noise from Yu Xu's side, and she just remembered that it was New Year's Eve today. Every household was bustling with activity. Most families in the north had the custom of playing games until dawn. She felt that she might have disturbed them again and again. Immediately, she apologized softly and hung up the phone. However, without personally hearing Rong Ling's voice, her heart still felt uneasy.

"Oh..."

She let out a soft sigh and forced herself to sleep.

When Rong Ling arrived at his home in Ning City, he felt a bit gloomy. He didn't need to deceive himself; he knew very well that his performance tonight had been terrible. These kinds of foolish things, he always seemed to be able to perform them again and again in front of her.

> Only when he reached his front door did he do a good job of masking his emotions. Today was New Year's Eve, and it was the biggest day of the year. He had to spend it with his family happily and not jinx things.

The moment the key clicked, Rongmu, who had been waiting patiently, immediately jumped up from the sofa and rushed to greet him with joy.

"Welcome back!"

Rongmu and Rongling have a youthful imagination, they look much younger than Rong Feiwu's legitimate wife, Du Caiyi, and are well-maintained. In her early years, when she met Rong Feiwu, she was just a hairdresser. Now, she has opened a high-end salon herself.

She looked to be in her early forties, but because she knew how to dress up, she looked very beautiful and had a bit of a wealthy woman's air. It can be guessed that when she was young, she must have been a great beauty, otherwise, there's no way she could have attracted Rong Fei Wu, that diamond man who had seen many flowers.

Rong Ling responded softly with a low sound, a smile appeared on her face, and she called out, "Mom"!

Her mother let out a soft "Ah" and her smile became even brighter.

Several bodyguards casually followed him in. It was the Lunar New Year, so they couldn't let them stay in the car all day. 容母 warmly invited these people into the house and expertly led them to a large guest room. Then, she kept bringing out dishes and wine, letting them relax. 大揚 had been here many times before, and he knew the drill. The guest room was well-stocked with everything you could need – food, drinks, entertainment, all at your disposal. He led his four brothers into the guest room without hesitation, basically celebrating the New Year together as a group. He also knew that during this kind of time, the mother and son needed to have some private conversations, and outsiders shouldn't be present.

"Driving must be tiring, hehe, why don't you go take a shower first" Rongmu smiled and pushed Rongling.

At this moment, Rong Ling looked surprisingly less cold than usual. After all, this was his mother who had been with him since childhood. He hugged his mother tightly and softly hummed in response, familiarly stepping into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, a large bathtub was already full of clean water, neither too cold nor too hot, just right. It was a mother's thoughtful care. Even the bathrobe was neatly placed aside for him to change into.

So many years have passed, this scene seems to have never changed.

Rong Ling's heart, this moment is truly some relaxation!

Thus, outside, Rongmu hummed a soft tune as she retrieved the wonton wrappers and filling from the refrigerator and placed them on the coffee table in the living room. With nimble fingers, she began to expertly wrap the dumplings.

On the other hand, the little guy was woken up by needing to pee. He sleepily went to the toilet, and Lin Meng woke up as well. The two went to the toilet together, and after returning, Lin Meng glanced at her phone. It was past four o'clock. Because she was worried, she tentatively called Rong Ling again.

Rong Ling was still in the bathroom. Rong Mu heard her phone ringing and wiped her hands with a towel. She took out the phone from Rong Ling's coat pocket, but saw that it was called "Xiao Gua".

Based on a woman's intuition, she felt that the other party must be a woman. She knew her own son well; he was stiff and didn't seem to have much tenderness. He actually used the adorable nickname "Xiao Gua" for his phone contacts. So cute! This woman might be amazing.

Mother's lips curled into a knowing smile, piquing her curiosity. So she picked up the phone but wisely kept silent. After all, her son had become increasingly aloof over the years, so feigning silence seemed perfectly plausible.

At that end, Lin Meng certainly didn't have any suspicion. She just let out a long sigh of relief. For some reason, she started to laugh and cry at the same time.

"Great, you finally answered the phone! I thought I was going to be scared out of my wits!" She sniffed and dabbed at her eyes with her hand, trying to hold back tears that hadn't quite spilled over. She even chuckled at herself for being so dramatic.

When Mother heard the girl's voice, she seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time. Mother was suddenly overwhelmed, instinctively thinking that she shouldn't have answered this call and that it was beyond her capabilities. So, she didn't know what to say.

"Why aren't you speaking!" Lin Meng scolded. "I'm really worried about you, Rong Ling, are you alright!"

"Mother, look at that bathroom door, tightly shut. It seems like sending the phone now is a bit too late. So, I spoke up."

"This...Rong Ling is taking a shower, you wait a moment, I'll send the phone to him!"

The mother hurried towards the bathroom.

Lin Meng's face suddenly stiffened. After so many calls, no one answered, but when someone finally did pick up, it was a woman, and he was in the bathroom. She couldn't help but dwell on the worst-case scenario. Tonight's events flashed through her mind like a carousel of images.

Yu Xu said he was busy and didn't have time to answer the phone, and he also wouldn't answer her calls. Is this the reason

The mother's voice wasn't old at all, instead it was quite pleasant and soft. Listening to it made one feel that she was probably a beauty.

A man and a woman, staying together so late, while he's in the bathroom and didn't answer her calls before...

Lin Meng twitched her lips, finding it too ridiculous.

"No need!" She felt a bitterness in her mouth, and indeed, from beginning to end, she was the most foolish one. "I just want to know if he's okay!"

"Pretty good, pretty good. Wait for me a moment, I'll call him right away, Rong Ling—" Rong's mother called out loudly.

"Thank you! I have nothing else to do, please trouble yourself." Lin Meng said softly, hanging up the phone. It sounded emotionless, but when she put the phone away from her ear, her eyes were red.

There was something sharp in her heart, churning and tearing at it like a drill. She took deep breaths again and again, but couldn't quell the pain. She thought over tonight's events, wishing with all her might that they had never happened. She felt so ashamed, mortified to her very core. How could she have thought that man would get into trouble How could she have been so stupid!

Who is he! It's Rong Ling! Does he need someone like her, an ordinary person, to worry about him!

She clenched her fist in regret, pressing it tightly against her lips, stopping the sob that was about to escape. Her teeth sank into her fist, leaving a clear bite mark beneath her knuckles. This had to hurt, but this pain couldn't suppress the ache in her heart.

She had warned herself many times, not to cry anymore, not to cry again, but still, time and time again, she fell for the men!

Lin Meng, how could you do this!

She cried out in self-blame, asking herself questions but only succeeding in making her tears fall even harder.

The mother took the silenced phone, paused for a moment, and furrowed her neatly trimmed, long eyebrows. She thought to herself, how could he just hang up like that!

Then forget it!

Mother thought to herself, somewhat foolishly, that since her son was still taking a bath, she could have him call Little Lovely when he was done. Mother sat back on the sofa and casually placed Rong Ling's phone on the coffee table before continuing to wrap dumplings. But as she wrapped them, she couldn't help but let her thoughts wander to "Little Lovely."

She's a girl, her voice is so soft and sweet. And she seems to be really worried about Rong Ling, even crying! It's just too touching… Wait a minute! Could it be...

The mother suddenly widened her eyes, a smile on her face. She inwardly chided herself for speaking too little and not keeping the girl there.

Then she slapped her own head, and a whole handful of flour fell over the sides of her dark temples.

"Oh no, I've definitely messed things up!"

The mother hurriedly stood up, not even bothering to wipe her hands. She grabbed her phone and rushed out.

"Rong Ling, do you have your phone!" she knocked heavily on the bathroom door.

"Who is it! Tell them to call back later!" A cold voice came from behind the door.

"You're such a cutie!…" The mother paused, slightly embarrassed.

A rush of sound came from behind the door, as if Rong Ling had stood up from the bathtub. Then the bathroom door was flung open with force. Rong Ling, covered in white foam and wearing a damp towel around his waist, twisted his sword-like eyebrows and strode out with the wind at his back. He extended his long arm to snatch the phone.

Seeing the imposing sight, she immediately shrank her shoulders and stammered.

"This… is dead!"

Rong Ling's brow furrowed even tighter, a hint of gloom in her eyes.

Her heart became increasingly uneasy.

"Son, Mom seems to have made a mistake! This... I said you were taking a bath and was going to give you your phone, this... didn't I say that right!"

Mother's eyes blinked cautiously. She was afraid of her tall, handsome son because if he got angry, the coldness in his aura would be unbearable even for a mother like her!

I think...that girl might...possibly...probably...have...a little bit...a tiny bit of a misunderstanding. A misunderstanding between you...and me...about that...

The mother licked her lips, didn't say anything further, only raised her finger, rubbing it lightly, doing her best to show him what "a little bit" meant. But if her expression wasn't so guilty, she'd probably be more convincing.

"With those furrowed brows, they're practically forming mountains!"

It's like what you fear, comes to you!

What time is it now That woman is still awake. What does she want to do! Doesn't she care about her body anymore!

"Son, are you...are you angry with your mother" The mother asked in a soft voice. Even though she was older now, some of her actions still resembled those of a child!

Rong Ling has a headache!

Suddenly, Rong Ling's phone rang again. Rong Mu's eyebrows shot up, and she exclaimed with delight, almost dancing with joy.

"Oh, it must be Little Cutie again!"

She smirked and leaned in, taking a peek at Rong Ling's phone!

"Huh! Yoyo!"

Here's another moniker that clashes with his cold, hard son!

Her mother frowned.

Ron also frowned.

This, however, was Youyou carrying Lin Meng on her back and calling Rong Ling.

Although the little guy had lain down and was peacefully dreaming, Lin Meng's phone call still reached his ears. Especially the two words "Rong Ling," they were like an energizer, instantly waking him up. He perked up his ears and secretly eavesdropped. But soon Lin Meng hung up the phone and just sat there motionless. The little guy stared at her, able to see her shoulders trembling slightly, and hear the suppressed sobs that were barely audible.

The little boy quietly crawled out of bed and crept towards Lin Meng.

And so, the little one's tilted face broke into a smile before Lin Meng. She was startled and quickly averted her gaze, hurriedly reaching up to wipe the tears from her face. She then took several deep breaths and hissed out a command in a hoarse voice.

"Yuyu, go to sleep!"

The little boy pursed his lips, his eyes stinging and tears welling up. He hurriedly reached out and wiped away the tears, then stretched his voice and pretended not to know anything, acting childishly coquettishly: "Mommy, Youyou is hungry, Youyou wants to eat noodles!"

Lin Meng happened to need a quiet place to escape the little one and hide her embarrassment, so she readily agreed.

"Mommy, here you go. Go ahead and take a nap first. Mommy will call you when it's done!"

Lin Meng hurried downstairs.

As soon as she left, the little boy started crying again. Wiping his tears angrily, he clenched his teeth and got out of bed with a determined look. He went to get his phone, found it, and after thinking for a moment, a fierce glint appeared in his eyes like a wolf pup, before finally dialing Rong Ling's number.

As soon as the phone was answered, the little guy didn't care about anything, and roared like a little lion.

“You're a bad guy, you made my mommy cry again, I hate you so much. Mommy didn't used to cry, but now she cries often, it's all your fault. You're not allowed to call my mommy anymore, oh, no, you're not allowed to come see my mommy anymore, both me and mommy don't want to see you. You're a bad guy, I don't want you to be my daddy either, I already have a dad, who needs a daddy anyway! You're not good at all, who even wants you!”

After hanging up, the little guy angrily slammed down the phone. In the darkness, his small chest heaved rapidly, he looked very angry.

"Bad daddy!"

The little boy threw his phone down, but tears welled up in his eyes. He was just a child, and when he was heartbroken, he would instinctively cry. He stomped his feet like a monster with nowhere to vent its anger, then pounced onto the bed and started punching the quilt with all his might, as if it were the source of his pain.

"Bad guy! Bad guy!…"

The little boy choked back sobs and cursed, pulling the blanket over himself and biting and tugging at it. He acted like a furious little beast, tossing and turning for a while before finally calming down. He wiped his tears, sniffed his nose, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom.

He wanted to wipe his face clean, he couldn't let Mommy see him crying, or else Mommy would be heartbroken.

On that end, Rong Ling listened to the strange cry of the little guy, his face cold and stern like it was carved from a knife. Rong Mu held her breath and watched, quietly taking a small step back, her heart feeling a bit frightened.

Rong Ling coldly glared at Rong Mu, then turned around and re-entered the bathroom. However, the slamming of the door still exposed the frenzy in his heart!

He got angry!

Rong Mu shrunk her shoulders, glanced nervously at the bathroom door, and finally could only go make dumplings dejectedly.

On that end, Rong Ling had lost his desire to bathe. He stood directly under the shower head, letting the hot water wash over him. The scalding water cascaded down, creating a faint white mist. He looked at himself in the mirror, his image slightly blurred, and thought about the little one's accusations. With a sudden punch, he smashed his fist against the wall. The tiles groaned and cracked, a sharp pain shooting through his hand and into his heart, calming the turmoil within him somewhat.

He retracted his hand, pursed his lips into a nearly straight line, quickly took a shower, roughly wiped himself off, donned a bathrobe and came out, sitting beside Rongmu and naturally joined in the dumpling-making action.

As always, he would return from the main house with ease and spend the evening here with his mother, making dumplings, boiling them, and having a reunion dinner together. That's what New Year's Eve is all about!

Rong Mu's heart had already been enduring for half a day, now seeing Rong Ling's performance was a bit normal, she couldn't help but speak urgently.

"Son, why don't you return that call from Xiaogua She's a young lady, and it's not easy for her to call you this late. She was crying just now, both laughing and crying, saying she was worried sick about you. She seems like a good girl!"

Rong Ling frowned, but didn't say anything.

Nu Ma glanced at Rong Ling, her gossipy blood continuing to burn.

"Oh, isn't this little one the He Ya mentioned in the newspaper Oh my goodness, this girl speaks so nicely. Hee hee, you can tell she's a beauty just by listening. Her personality must be great too…"

"No!" Rong Ling frowned, coldly interrupting his mother's words.

Her face went pale, she stammered a little, but her curiosity only grew. After all, this woman could very well be her future daughter-in-law! Her future grandson might just come out of this sweet girl’s tummy! How could she not be excited! Her son was grown up now, and she longed to have grandchildren too!

"Rong Ling, this... you're getting older, aren't you This... isn't it time for that... you know... thing" Rong's mother blushed, continuing to beat around the bush. "That thing, Mom is lonely at home alone... This... having more people in the family would be... that... quite good, wouldn't it Look... don't you think... we should have one more person in our family"

Mrs. Rong thought she had spoken perfectly tactfully, and with a smile on her face, she looked up at Rong Ling, thinking that her subtle hint would surely be understood by her clever son! But the moment she raised her eyes, she was stunned!

Just look at Rong Ling there, lowering his eyes and wrapping dumplings. That devilishly handsome face was as serious as it could be, as if he was truly putting all his mind into wrapping dumplings. But Mother Rong's forehead was twitching as she looked at that perfectly good dumpling wrapper, which had been completely mangled by Rong Ling. Just watch Rong Ling's slender fingers constantly flipping, the dumpling wrappers constantly being folded and wrapped, the technique almost rivaled sewing a few times with a needle! But the filling, oh, it just wasn't having any of it and kept slipping out from the bottom of the dumplings. The harder he squeezed, the more filling fell out. And Rong Ling, still oblivious, continued his movements tirelessly, his expression serious, completely fooling everyone!

Anyone with eyes can see that this kid is completely spaced out! To put it bluntly, he's lost his soul.

This kind of noodles, it's truly a once-in-a-century occasion! Usually, my mother would definitely not be shy and laugh heartily, she would probably burst into laughter! But now, she can't smile at all!

This is a big deal!

Reaching out, she gently clasped Rong Ling's big hand!

Rong Ling's body trembled, and she came back to her senses.

“Mom” he questioned.

Mother glanced at the object in his hand with her eyes. Rong Ling lowered his head and immediately felt a jolt, loosening his grip on it. The battered dumpling skin along with the filling finally gained its release, "clattering" onto the chopping board, pitifully splitting open with exposed meat, glaring resentfully at Rong Ling. A blush crept onto Rong Ling's face, fleeting but undeniably revealing his awkwardness!

"Son, if you have anything on your mind, you can tell Mom!" The mother softened her voice and coaxed gently.

She rarely showed such a doting motherly demeanor, capable of solving all her son's problems. Yet, Rong Ling's twitching lips betrayed her amusement at the sight.

"Son, tell me!" Mother coaxed gently with a smile, her voice soft. This trick would only work on Rong Ling if he was under five years old. After that, it was basically useless!

Rong Ling's eyebrows rose, and she finally lost.

"It's okay!"

He stood up abruptly. "Mom, I'm going out for a bit and will be back late. Leave the dumplings aside for now, go to sleep first, and I'll come back and make them with you!"

"Where are you going!" Rongmu immediately became excited, following Rongling's behind like a little dog, her eyebrows raised as she smiled flatteringly. "Son, are you going to see Xiaogua! Or maybe you can bring Xiaogua back Let Mom have a look, okay!"

Rong Ling directly treated her as if she were nothing!

After washing hands, changing into clean clothes, and putting on a coat, he left directly.

"Disobedient son! You've been hiding everything from your mother!"

Mother Rong looked at her son, who had been silent for a long time like an ice block. She muttered softly at the doorway, but when Rong Ling glared at her coldly, she reluctantly retracted her complaints and followed him with small steps.

This is going to personally see him off to his car!

With a sigh of resignation, Rong Ling turned to persuade her.

"Mom, you should go back, it's cold outside." This is a son's concern for his mother!

"Go with me, then!" the mother said nonchalantly, throwing on a scarf and insisting on coming along.

In the end, Rong Mu was still pushed back into the house by Rong Ling. Rong Ling personally closed the door, locking Rong Mu inside, before turning to go to the garage.

Less than two minutes after the car had started, his phone buzzed with a text message. He took out his phone and glanced at it. It was from Rong Mu. When he opened it, he saw written on the screen:

Son, you can do it! ↖(^w^)↗

With its little piggy smile, it's so funny!

Rong Ling instantly blacklined, being overwhelmed by this top-notch mother. He was powerless, but he couldn't deny that his heart felt a lot lighter!r a long time before finally asking timidly, "Mommy, Daddy— I mean, not daddy, but father, Father he—"The little guy blinked his eyes, looking at Lin Meng with some unease, because he felt Mommy's gri...