Chapter 896: Chapter 126: Rong Sinan Said, "Can You Bear to Let Me Go?" [Second Update]

That kind of heartache, knowing her own flesh and blood was right beside her all along yet she herself had no idea—every time she thought of it, Tang Yige couldn’t stop her eyes from turning wet.

Si Nan looked at the redness at the corners of Yige’s eyes, his heart twisting tight. "Yiyi, don’t worry. I will never let anyone who harms you or our child off the hook."

Tang Yige’s throat felt sore. "Among all those people you’re talking about, do you include yourself?"

"Yes! I’ll spend my whole life making it up to you and Little Rui," Si Nan said hoarsely.

Tang Yige stared at him.

She didn’t want his whole life right now.

All she wanted was for the two of them to let each other go, and quietly live their own separate lives.

But Tang Yige did not say out loud what she was thinking.

Because she knew it was useless.

"When are you moving out? Later today?" Yige said.

Later today?

A clear flash of pain crossed Si Nan’s eyes. "You’re that eager to shove me out the door?"

"Shove? Did I shove you? This is something you agreed to yourself. At most, I’m just reminding you to honor your promise." Tang Yige frowned and said.

"...You can actually bear to let me go?" Si Nan fixed his eyes on Yige.

Tang Yige, "..." An unnatural look flickered over her face. She looked at Si Nan, her tone a bit speechless. "How did I never realize Young Master Rong’s skin was this thick before?"

At her calling him "Young Master Rong" over and over, Si Nan seemed rather helpless. "During this half year, if I miss Little Rui, can I come see him?"

"..." Tang Yige bit her lower lip, then nodded. "You can. When you’re coming over, call Aunt Zhang ahead of time."

"Call ahead? Are you planning to avoid me before I get here?" Si Nan gave a self-mocking, bitter smile.

Tang Yige kept silent.

Some things, as long as both sides understood them, there was no need to spell them out.

"I’ll ask Geng Yi to come pick me up at noon."

"Has to be noon?"

"...Yiyi, you’re really hurting my feelings like this." A touch of genuine innocence and desolation actually showed on Si Nan’s face.

Tang Yige’s lips twitched. "Fine, noon it is."

With that, Tang Yige stood up and walked out of the main room.

Watching her back, Si Nan suddenly felt that what he had drunk for breakfast was not congee, but a whole bowl of bitter herbs!

...

Before it was noon, Geng Yi arrived.

Arrive he did.

Except the problem was, Si Nan hadn’t called Geng Yi and asked him to come.

"Boss, let’s go!"

After teasing Rong Rui a bit, Geng Yi strode quickly over to Si Nan and spoke.

Si Nan’s face darkened, his gaze cold as he stared at Geng Yi.

Geng Yi’s heart gave a shiver; he felt extremely aggrieved.

Wasn’t it him who’d told Miss Tang to call him to come pick him up?

Now what was with this ferocious, man‑eating face directed at him? He’d come running over wagging his tail to pick the guy up—how was he in the wrong now?

Are all bosses this hard to serve these days or what!

Geng Yi once again launched into rant mode inside his head.

His inner monologue was extremely, extremely rich.

"Go help your boss pack his luggage." Tang Yige came out of Rong Rui’s room, her snake‑like supple waist seemingly boneless as she leaned against the doorframe, lazily folding her arms over her chest as she looked at Geng Yi and spoke.

Geng Yi stared wide‑eyed at Yige.

So, what, she’d gone back to her original little enchantress self now?!

"What are you staring at me for? Go pack." Tang Yige arched a brow.

"Okay~."

Geng Yi flashed Tang Yige an Okay hand sign, then trotted dutifully off to the bedroom next to Yige’s.

In less than a minute, Geng Yi came out of the room carrying a bag with a set of something inside. "Boss, I had a look—other than a few changes of clothes, there’s nothing else to pack."

Si Nan’s face had gone so black that a light tap could probably squeeze ink out of it. His eyes narrowed on Geng Yi.

Geng Yi had originally been heading toward Si Nan with the bag.

One look up at his sinister expression, and he pivoted on his toes and headed for the courtyard gate instead. "Boss, I’ll wait for you in the car."

Si Nan ground his teeth.

Tang Yige tilted her head, watching Si Nan.

Si Nan squeezed his hand into a fist, then loosened it. Taking the cane leaning against the chair, he pushed himself up. That handsome face of his had turned truly unsightly.

"Sir, are you really moving out?"

Zhang Lan had been in the kitchen preparing dinner. Hearing Geng Yi’s voice out in the courtyard, she came out.

Then, hearing Yige ask Geng Yi to help Si Nan pack, she guessed Yige must be refusing to let Si Nan stay.

Now, seeing Si Nan looking very much like he was really about to leave, she couldn’t help asking anxiously.

Si Nan’s face was frosty. "Yeah."

"Well, you, you won’t think it over some more?" Zhang Lan glanced at Yige, who was leaning in the doorway, and spoke.

Si Nan narrowed his eyes, staring at Yige.

It was as if he were asking her too whether she wanted to reconsider.

What he got in return was Tang Yige turning unceremoniously on her heel and walking into the bedroom.

The spot where Si Nan’s heart sat burned with anger and pain!

This Tang Yige really was ruthless now!

"Sir."

Seeing Tang Yige go back inside, Zhang Lan finally came down from the kitchen steps and walked toward Si Nan standing in the yard.

Si Nan’s eyes shut briefly. Forcing down the pain and anger inside, he looked at Zhang Lan. "Aunt Zhang, while I’m not here, I’ll have to trouble you to keep an extra eye on things."

"Sir, don’t say that. This is all what I should be doing." Zhang Lan sighed.

"Thank you." After speaking, Si Nan cast a deep look toward Yige’s bedroom, pressed his lips together, and started toward the gate.

"Sir."

Zhang Lan called him back.

Si Nan paused and looked at her. "What is it?"

Zhang Lan frowned. "How about letting Little Rui talk to Yige and ask her to let you stay?"

Little Rui speak for him?

Si Nan shook his head and said self‑mockingly, "Look at that little guy. He knows perfectly well I’m about to move out, and he’s still hiding far away. Isn’t that because he wants me gone?"

Uh...

Zhang Lan glanced at the little boy hugging a tree and pretending to climb it, and couldn’t help her eye twitch. She said in a low voice, "Little Rui is still too young. He doesn’t understand yet. Give it a few years, it’ll be different."

"Mm. I don’t blame him. The little guy probably thinks if I stay, I’ll steal Yige from him." As Si Nan said this, his eyes showed a hint of helplessness.

Zhang Lan couldn’t help laughing either. Getting along with this employer of hers was actually pretty easy. "Once the little guy finds out Yige is his mother, he’ll give up."

Si Nan raised a brow. "Aunt Zhang, I’ll be going then."

"Sir."

But Zhang Lan called out to her again.

Si Nan looked at her in puzzlement.

Zhang Lan pressed her lips together, glanced again toward Yige’s room, then leaned slightly closer to Si Nan, lowering her voice. "Just now Yige told me she’s going out this afternoon to find an agent and look at apartments."

Looking at apartments?

Si Nan’s brows knit. "She’s planning to buy a place?"

Zhang Lan nodded. "Mm. Yige said it’s not a solution for Little Rui to always just stay at home. At his age, he should be in school. There aren’t any schools near the courtyard house, and it’s a rental besides, which isn’t ideal. So she’s planning to buy a place and move."

After listening, Si Nan fell silent.

Zhang Lan paused, then went on. "Little Rui’s never felt even a bit of a father’s or a mother’s love since he was born. I genuinely hope you and Yige can be together and give him a complete home. So, sir, I hope you don’t give up."

Si Nan’s heart sank a little as he looked at Zhang Lan.

Her eyes were slightly red now, fixed on Si Nan with hope.

Si Nan took a deep breath and said, moved, "Aunt Zhang, I’ve never once thought of giving up on being with Yige."

"...That’s good then." Zhang Lan smiled in relief, her eyes reddened. "The main reason Yige can’t accept you right now is because life has been too hard on her before. I’ve always felt that if a woman is willing to risk everything to give birth to a man’s child, there has to be love supporting that. So I believe that as long as you persist, with sincerity, even stone will open. One day, Yige will open her heart and accept you again."

Si Nan said nothing, looking toward Yige’s room.

When it came to her, he was determined to win.

But what he wasn’t sure of now was whether she still had any love left for him.

Seeing him silent, Zhang Lan didn’t know what he was thinking. She sighed softly and was about to step away.

"Aunt Zhang."

Just as Zhang Lan turned sideways, she heard Si Nan’s rich, husky voice drift over from behind.

Zhang Lan’s body paused slightly. She turned back and looked at Si Nan inquiringly.

Si Nan narrowed his eyes a bit, slowly pulling his gaze back from the direction of the bedroom, and looked at Zhang Lan. "Do me a favor."

Zhang Lan was taken aback, then straightened her back, answering solemnly without the slightest hesitation, "Just say the word."