Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 748 - 30: From Now On, She’ll Only Do What Feels Good for Herself
"Did Tang Ruan tell you all of this?" Tang Yige pinched the bridge of her nose and laughed, but her throat felt blocked, "Mom, did you know? Your good daughter Tang Ruan majored in acting in college! It’s a pity she didn’t become an actress; otherwise, she could have made it to Hollywood, even reached for the stars!"
"Yige, how can you say such things about your sister?! You’re the elder sister; can’t you be a little more open and tolerant? Your sister has already suffered enough. What she needs most now is the understanding and support of her family. If you can’t support her, at least don’t add insult to injury and further break her heart!" Zhou Xueran said sadly.
"Mom, no matter how open-minded I am, I can only be so much. Besides, what she needs is not the support and understanding of her family; she only needs herself. Why? Because she alone can hold up a whole show." Tang Yige was still smiling, as if joking with Zhou Xueran.
Hearing this, Zhou Xueran’s voice finally sank, "Yige, are you still resentful about Ruan Ruan marrying Si Nan? It was said that back then, it was Si Nan who pursued Ruan Ruan, it was Si Nan who proposed to Ruan Ruan. You can’t blame Ruan Ruan, nor can you blame Si Nan. If you must blame someone, blame yourself for not being able to make Si Nan like you!"
"Hmm, I do admit I’m incapable. Mom, do you have more to say? Please continue." Tang Yige smiled brightly.
"Now your father is in distress, your sister’s life is not going well, does that make you happy, relieved? Because your father kicked you out, because Ruan Ruan is with the man you liked. And now they are all having a hard time. So you’re happy about that? Actually, you don’t even want to save your father, do you? Otherwise, with your connections with Mo Chen and the others, as long as you ask Mo Chen, I don’t believe he wouldn’t help your father. Ruan Ruan is right, you just hate us, you hate us so much that when we’re doing poorly, you’re happy, satisfied."
Zhou Xueran’s voice was hoarse, as if saying these words also brought her pain.
"Hehe..."
Tang Yige started with a soft laugh and then began to laugh loudly, "Haha, Mom, you’ve just now realized what kind of person I am? Then you really don’t have Tang Ruan’s foresight. You’re right, I do hate Tang Ruan, I hate my father, I hate everyone who spoke harshly to me, I hate every stranger who kicked me when I was down, when I was most helpless and suffering. They don’t understand anything, just blindly insult me, always choosing the hardest words to hear. But I also thank them, because without them, there wouldn’t be the steel-hearted me now. Mom, do you know? I even have thoughts of vengeance against society now? Haha, I’m turning into a monster, haha..."
"You, you, have you really gone crazy? Tang Yige, Tang Yige..."
Zhou Xueran cried loudly on the other end.
Tang Yige stopped laughing, her pupils void of anything.
She quietly listened to Zhou Xueran’s crying until her sobs softened. Yige’s voice, too, was hollow, "I will rescue Dad, consider it the last bit of conscience I give you all."
Because, in their eyes, she was already heartless, ungrateful, an unfilial, and callous person.
She would rescue Tang Yuwen, and after that, she, Tang Yige, swore she’d be the heartless and ungrateful Tang Yige they saw her as.
After all, being a good person is exhausting, being a bad person is exhilarating!
From now on, she’d only do what made her happy!
Tang Yige hung up the phone.
Her heart also cooled.
...
The next day, at ten in the morning.
At the hotel front desk, Geng Yi handed over the room card to the receptionist to check out.
Once the check-out procedures were completed, Geng Yi turned and walked towards the hotel entrance.
Rong Sinan stood beside the car, dressed in a light V-neck pure white sweater and casual pants, paired with a dark brown long coat, exuding a refreshing and graceful aura.
From a distance, Geng Yi called out to him, "Boss, we’re ready; we can set off."
Rong Sinan put one hand in his pocket, holding a metal lighter with the other, his finger gently rubbing the lighter’s metal surface.
Hearing Geng Yi’s words, Rong Sinan didn’t show much reaction, opened the door, and got in.
Geng Yi also went around to the front and got into the passenger seat, buckling his seatbelt while looking at Rong Sinan in the backseat through the rearview mirror, "Boss, why do we have to leave at precisely ten? Is there any special reason?"
Rong Sinan turned to look out the car window, his profile elegant, "You don’t like that I leave promptly at ten?"
"..." Geng Yi hesitated, not daring to utter a word!
Besides, he was just asking casually, why snap at him?
The coffee they had this morning wasn’t gunpowder, right?
Geng Yi glanced at Rong Sinan’s face.
Thinking to himself, his complexion seems normal; he’s hiding everything inside, isn’t he? Not afraid of overloading himself!
Geng Yi was mentally providing captions, grousing internally, but outwardly still respectful.
Igniting the engine, shifting gears, driving forward.
"Boss, actually, from Paris to Provence, you can take a train, only takes three hours. Driving takes seven or eight hours."
Geng Yi sneakily glanced at Rong Sinan through the rearview mirror.
"Thank you for your hard work." Rong Sinan replied.
Geng Yi, "..." What else could he say?
After all, he was still the one doing the driving!
Moreover, his younger brother had already arranged for a private driver, but he insisted on self-driving.
Geng Yi found it increasingly difficult to understand someone.
...
After driving for three hours, Geng Yi parked at a rest area, planning to take a break before continuing.
Getting out of the car, Geng Yi went to the convenience store in the rest area to buy water and snacks, returned to the car, and handed Rong Sinan a bottle of water.
Rong Sinan took it, unscrewed the cap, took a sip, then capped it and set it aside.
Geng Yi gulped down half a bottle, then turned in his seat, resting a hand on the back of the seat, looking at Rong Sinan, "Boss, can we discuss something?"
Rong Sinan frowned, rummaging through his bag for his cigarette case and lighter, he extracted a cigarette, lit it, and started smoking.
Geng Yi twitched his lips, undeterred, continued, "Boss, you see, I’ve been driving for three hours straight; how about swapping with me for a bit? After all, if I keep driving, it’s going to be fatigue driving."
Rong Sinan exhaled smoke, his voice husky, "Two choices: either you keep driving, or you get out, and I’ll drive."
"... then I’ll just keep driving!"
Isn’t that a joke! If he gets out, where will he go?
They rested for about twenty minutes, then set off again.
And it was at this moment.
Rong Sinan’s phone began to ring.
Geng Yi heard it, glanced at Rong Sinan through the rearview mirror.
Rong Sinan continued smoking his cigarette, as if he hadn’t heard his phone ring at all.
Geng Yi’s cheek twitched, kindly reminded, "Boss, your phone is ringing."
Rong Sinan’s fingers tightened around the cigarette, his eyes lifted, staring at Geng Yi through the thin veil of smoke.
Geng Yi’s cheek twitched even more severely, then he gestured, indicating he knew he was wrong!
But heaven knows, what he did wrong!
The first time, Rong Sinan didn’t answer.
The second time, Rong Sinan still didn’t answer.
When the third call went unanswered.
The caller stopped dialing.
Geng Yi glanced at Rong Sinan through the rearview mirror.
Seeing his furrowed brows, his hand resting in his pocket with the phone, his expression wasn’t as composed as it initially was, revealing some irritation and tension instead.
Geng Yi felt lines of black appear at the back of his head.
Surely a drama!
Too much drama!
Ignoring the call, and then worrying they’d never call again!
Nothing compares! 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
About half an hour passed, and there was no more call.
Rong Sinan’s face darkened like an imminent storm.
Geng Yi looked at him, tried holding back, but couldn’t help saying, "Boss, if you’re worried she won’t call again, why not call her yourself. Just say you didn’t hear it, the phone was on silent."
Rong Sinan’s lips tightened, appearing rather displeased as he glared at Geng Yi.
So, Geng Yi didn’t dare say anything more.
Rong Sinan’s brows were so furrowed one could catch a fly between them, he lowered the car window, flicked the long-held cigarette butt out between his fingers, and rolled the window back up.
Only to lower it again not two seconds later.
Geng Yi, "..." Is this a joke!?
Just as Geng Yi assumed that until they reached Provence, the unfortunate car window would keep going up and down under Rong Sinan’s whim.
Thankfully, the phone rang once more.
This time, someone swiftly retrieved the phone, answering it immediately.
Geng Yi, "..." He felt like applauding his quickness! Yet, at the same time, he couldn’t help but feel like laughing, what to do!?
