Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace

Chapter 1012 - 237: Sweet Extra 6_2

"You’re not my grandma! You called me a bastard, said you don’t have a grandson like me, I remember all of it! Don’t try to sweet-talk me!"

Little Rong Rui raised his tiny brows, voice loud and clear.

Bastard...

Rong Sinan clenched his hands, his gaze sinking as he looked at Fang Jingyi.

When Fang Jingyi heard Little Rui say that, she panicked. "Little Rui, Grandma was tricked back then, I misunderstood you. Now Grandma knows you’re my real grandson. Believe Grandma, I’ll treat you well from now on, give Grandma a chance, okay?"

"I don’t want to!"

Little Rong Rui muttered, then turned to Rong Sinan. "Dad, anyway I’m on my mom’s side. You figure it out yourself!"

"...You little brat!"

Rong Sinan paused, gritted his teeth. "Dad is also on your mom’s side!"

"..." Little Rong Rui’s eyes lit up. He turned his head to look at Tang Yige and winked at her.

Tang Yige couldn’t help laughing and kissed his little cheek.

Little Rong Rui then flopped back into Tang Yige’s arms, tilting his little head as he looked at Fang Jingyi upstairs.

Actually.

Just now when he got scared.

He didn’t really see her face clearly.

When she came into his room, she didn’t turn on the lights.

He had just gotten up to pee, came out and saw a dark shadow moving around on his bed, and he thought it was... a ghost!

So he got scared and bolted right out.

But... if he said now that he was afraid of ghosts, they’d definitely call him a coward and everyone would laugh at him.

So, he absolutely wasn’t going to say it.

"You guys are on the same side, and I’ve turned into that ’outsider’ you’re all united against now, is that it?"

Fang Jingyi looked at Rong Sinan plaintively and gave a bitter smile.

Rong Sinan withdrew his gaze from Tang Yige and her son, looked toward Fang Jingyi, and when he saw how desolate her face was, he closed his eyes slightly, exhaled lightly, and said, "It’s still early. You should go back to your room and rest a bit more."

"Answer me, am I that out—"

"What’s all this racket?!"

A booming shout suddenly blasted out from one of the rooms on the second floor.

Fang Jingyi’s voice trembled, then cut off at once. Her eyes flickered in panic as she looked toward where the voice came from.

Bang——

The door flew open.

Rong Zhengfeng, already fully dressed, planted his cane and stepped out from inside.

His entire aura was like some retired emperor making an appearance—imposing, majestic, pressure cranked up to max.

The bunch of juniors downstairs all unconsciously took a step back.

Gu Yan raised a hand to rub his nose, wanting to slip away!

Because of his own old grandpa back home, Xiao Nanqing had a subtle reaction whenever he saw elderly men.

Seeing Rong Zhengfeng, Xiao Nanqing unconsciously pushed his tongue against his teeth.

Rong Mochen and Rong Sinan pressed their lips together and looked at Rong Zhengfeng.

Rong Zhengfeng stood at the railing, his tiger-like eyes sweeping sternly over the juniors downstairs, but when they landed on Little Rong Rui, a fleeting softness flashed past.

"It’s New Year’s, a holiday, what the hell are you all doing? Trying to force this old man to blow his top, is that it?"

Everyone: "..."

Fang Jingyi’s expression turned awkwardly sullen.

The overbearing arrogance she’d had in front of Tang Yige vanished in the blink of an eye without a trace.

After Rong Zhengfeng finished, he glared down sternly at the people upstairs for a moment, then slowly turned to the head-hanging Fang Jingyi. "Stirring up trouble all day long. Looks to me like you’ve got way too much time on your hands!"

Fang Jingyi lowered her head, not sure who exactly Rong Zhengfeng was talking about.

But her gut told her it was her.

So she lifted her lids to glance at Rong Zhengfeng.

Yet the second she looked toward him, Rong Zhengfeng immediately shifted his gaze away and looked at the group downstairs.

Seeing that Rong Zhengfeng wasn’t looking at her.

She let out a breath in her heart.

Looks like the old man wasn’t talking about her!

Rong Zhengfeng snorted coldly and shot Fang Jingyi a sidelong look out of the corner of his eye.

He didn’t even need to think to know exactly what was going on in her head—such "self-awareness," really!

"Grandpa, how come you’re up so early?"

Jin Jumo snuck a careful look at Rong Zhengfeng.

Rong Zhengfeng gave Jin Jumo a sideways glance, and when he withdrew his gaze there was a trace of a smile hidden in his eyes. "Early? It’s almost five o’clock! Don’t you know I get up at this time every day to exercise?"

"...Exercise is good. Grandpa, how about we all keep you company for your workout this morning?" Jin Jumo said with a fawning grin.

"Hmph."

Rong Zhengfeng lifted his chin and slowly headed downstairs.

When Gu Yan saw Rong Zhengfeng reach the top of the stairs and start coming down, he seized the chance. "Grandpa, um, I should get going too. If I don’t go back, our Mother at home is not gonna let me off."

Rong Zhengfeng gave Gu Yan a lazy look. "You think I don’t know how many guts you’ve got in there? Go on, go on!"

"Heh. Grandpa, happy New Year!"

Gu Yan put on a formal air and bowed to Rong Zhengfeng.

"Mm, good boy."

Rong Zhengfeng patted his pockets, and actually pulled out a red envelope, handing it to Gu Yan.

"Yo-ho..."

Gu Yan was pleasantly surprised. "Grandpa, I really can’t take this." He hadn’t gotten a red envelope from an elder in almost twenty years.

"Want it or not?" Rong Zhengfeng asked with a broad smile.

"Who’d say no to free money!"

Gu Yan bounced up, took the red envelope with both hands, and bowed again. "Thank you for your gracious favor, my lord!"

"Go!"

Rong Zhengfeng chuckled.

Gu Yan hopped down. Seeing Xiao Nanqing staring at his red envelope, his starry eyes fixed on it, he sneakily turned his back, secretly tearing it open to count the money.

Xiao Nanqing: "..." There really is a reason women say he’s got a low IQ!

"Great-Grandpa, happy New Year."

Mu’s grape-like eyes were bright, like a pretty little fox. She hopped in front of Rong Zhengfeng and copied Gu Yan’s bow.

Then she blinked her big eyes, fluttering her lashes at him.

Rong Zhengfeng grinned so wide his mouth could barely close. "Here, this is for you, Mu."

"Thank you, Great-Grandpa."

Mu obediently held the red envelope to her chest, smiling as she scooted over to Gu Yan and joined the red-envelope-counting squad.

Xiao Nanqing had a pretty "thick skin" too. Seeing that Gu Yan and Mu both got one, he stepped forward, lifting his phoenix eyes with a smile. "Grandpa, don’t hide it, hand it over."

"You stinky brat!" Rong Zhengfeng was in a good mood, so he didn’t make things hard for Xiao Nanqing. Smiling, he dug out another red envelope from his pocket and handed it over.

Grinning, Xiao Nanqing reached for it, but before he could get a firm grip, a little hand snatched it away.

Xiao Nanqing clicked his tongue and turned around, only to see Mu, very naturally, already ripping open his red envelope.

"Haha... Uncle, yours has several bills fewer than mine."

Xiao Nanqing didn’t have the mind to argue with Mu and immediately looked to Rong Zhengfeng.

Rong Zhengfeng: "...That’s just luck."

Xiao Nanqing: "..." So bitter!