Chapter 179: Chapter 176: Uncle, My Arms Aren’t Long Enough 2
Ye Xiao felt a cold glare sweep across her face as she finished speaking.
Ye Xiao’s eyes flickered slightly as she looked at the man holding Xixi, his gaze unfamiliar as if they had never met.
The man’s dark eyes deepened, and his thin lips pressed tightly.
Xixi cautiously glanced at her mommy, sensitively realizing that she might be upset because of her running around earlier. The little child pursed her lips, quickly looking at the man obediently, "Thank you, uncle."
After the little girl spoke, she quickly leaned her small body towards Ye Xiao, stretching out her little arms, "Mommy."
Ye Xiao had already stretched out her hand, but the man gently wrapped Xixi’s shoulders again, pulling her back into his arms.
Ye Xiao’s mouth twitched, "..."
"I’m sorry, truly sorry, I just got my driver’s license; it’s the probationary period. I also live in this complex, and in a rush, I mistook the accelerator for the brake... The child, is the child alright?"
The car owner was a young man around Ye Xiao’s age. The car had airbags installed, so despite crashing into the wall, he was merely shocked and uninjured.
Ye Xiao lightly furrowed her brows, glancing at the car, indeed seeing an intern sign on the front of the car.
However, thinking of how Xixi was almost hit just now, she was so little...
Ye Xiao’s heart felt like it had been crushed by a car, so her face didn’t look good upon hearing the apology, "These days, S City has such heavy snowfall, and the roads are icy. If I were you, I wouldn’t drive in this weather!"
The young man sheepishly turned pale, clearly frightened enough, bowing and repeatedly apologizing.
Ye Xiao glanced at the man holding Xixi and said to the young man, "Be more careful next time."
"Yes, yes, I will certainly be careful, and only drive once the snow stops and the roads aren’t icy. I’m really sorry, truly sorry." The young man nodded and bowed repeatedly, before finally checking on his damaged car.
Ye Xiao was always gentle and spoke softly with Xixi and Hanhan; the cold and harsh Ye Xiao was almost unseen by them.
Xixi felt a bit guilty, cautiously looking at her with big, dark eyes.
Seeing Xixi’s anxious little look, Ye Xiao thought about how close it was just now...
Her heart swelled with fear; she rushed forward and forcibly "snatched" Xixi from the man’s arms, holding her tightly in her embrace.
Xixi was held so tightly it hurt a bit, but the little girl stubbornly didn’t make a sound; instead, she obediently reached out to hug her neck, pressing her little face against Ye Xiao’s cold face.
Ye Xiao’s eyes grew wet, and with a mix of anger and fear, she gently patted Xixi’s little butt, her soft voice carrying a slight sob, "Bad girl, you scared mommy just now."
Xixi’s little butt tightened from the pat, her little fat hand gently caressing Ye Xiao’s face.
Ye Xiao held Xixi tightly for a moment, finally calming her emotions a bit, and then slowly raised her head to look at the man standing deeply before her, "Thank you, sir, for saving Xixi just now."
The man’s stiff Adam’s apple slipped, his tightly pressed lips pulled lightly, his tone calm and cold, "Miss Ye wouldn’t have such a short memory, would you?"
Ye Xiao’s eyes flashed lightly.
"We just met yesterday, and I personally sent you home. You shouldn’t forget me so easily, Miss Ye." The man’s cool voice deliberately emphasized the words "sent home."
"Does that mean uncle is friends with my mommy?" Xixi blinked her big eyes, looking at the man.
The man’s somber gaze softened into gentle threads when it turned to Xixi, the curve of his thin lips so genuinely warm, "Uncle and your mommy..."
"Ah, it’s Mr. Rong. You were in the shadow, I didn’t see clearly." Before Rong Mochen could finish, Ye Xiao spoke.
Rong Mochen’s brows furrowed slightly, his dark eyes steadily locking on Ye Xiao, his cold thin lips pulling into an arch, "Miss Ye remembers now."
"..." Ye Xiao’s eyes flashed again, calmly shifting the topic, "What brings Mr. Rong here, visiting a friend?"
"No." Rong Mochen’s dark eyes glowed intensely, staring at Ye Xiao, his voice low and deep.
Ye Xiao squinted slightly, "Thank you, Mr. Rong..."
"You’ve already thanked me." Rong Mochen stared deeply at her.
Ye Xiao pressed her lips together, awkwardly twitching her mouth, intending to turn around with Xixi and Hanhan.
"I haven’t had dinner yet." Rong Mochen suddenly said.
Ye Xiao pretended not to hear, continuing to walk forward.
"Xiao Xiao, uncle said he hasn’t eaten. Should we invite him for dinner?" But Xixi propped up her small body in Ye Xiao’s arms, her eyes sparkling expectantly as she softly suggested.
Now, Ye Xiao couldn’t pretend not to hear!
In the end, someone did follow them back to their little home.
Two rooms and one living room, less than sixty square meters, one master bedroom, one children’s room, along with a small living room and kitchen, decorated so pink and cozy.
Ye Xiao opened the door and changed the little ones’ shoes at the entrance.
Ye Yihan stood at the entrance for a moment before turning to walk toward the living room.
Ye Xixi remained at the entrance, holding a little kitten, smiling brightly as she looked at the tall figure of Rong Mochen standing behind Ye Xiao.
Ye Xiao changed her shoes, catching sight of a long leg stepping inside, biting her lip, her body slightly turning inside the room.
There was a pair of white men’s cotton slippers in the shoe cabinet, prepared for Ying Jingyao.
Ye Xiao hesitated, didn’t take out the cotton slippers, but opened the small drawer beside the shoe cabinet and took out a pair of disposable shoe covers, handing them to someone, "There aren’t any other cotton slippers at home; Mr. Rong, please make do."
Rong Mochen glanced at the shoe covers in Ye Xiao’s hand, his dark eyes fixed firmly on the men’s cotton slippers in the shoe cabinet, his jaw slightly tense, and his gaze seemed to have suddenly turned colder.
Not accepting the slippers Ye Xiao handed over, Rong Mochen directly removed his shoes and walked inside.
"..."
Ye Xiao’s hand paused for a second, looking at his black socks, his eyelashes lowered, saying nothing, he put the shoe covers back in their place.
"Uncle, you’re so tall." Xixi struggled to lift her little head, looking at Rong Mochen as if looking at an alien.
Rong Mochen lowered his gaze to the little figure reaching only his knee, the chill in his eyes dispelled, slightly bent down, and lifted Xixi along with the cat into his arms.
"Wow..." Xixi exclaimed excitedly, swinging her chubby legs, looking at her brother, "Brother, do you see how high I am?"
Hanhan glanced at his sister with a stern face, withdrew his gaze without a word, and sat on the carpet playing with the remote-controlled airplane Brother Ying gifted him on his third birthday.
Whether it was intentional or not, the airplane circled the living room and stopped directly over Rong Mochen’s head, hovering.
Xixi widened her eyes, raising her chin to watch the airplane, murmuring, "Brother’s airplane is higher than me."
Rong Mochen squinted his dark eyes slightly, his large hand supporting Xixi’s little bottom, allowing her to sit steadily on his shoulder.
Xixi suddenly was half a head higher than the airplane.
Rong Mochen’s height advantage was perfectly displayed at that moment!
Causing the little girl to happily exclaim repeatedly.
Xixi was delighted, but Hanhan’s little face grew longer, his little eyebrows standing as he stared at Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen looked at Hanhan, that face, as if he saw himself in his childhood, his heart filled with this strange feeling, indescribable fulfillment.
Ye Xiao didn’t invite Rong Mochen in, closed the shoe cabinet, and went straight to the kitchen, hoping someone would leave soon after eating.
Rong Mochen’s eyes glanced at Ye Xiao, his gaze deepened slightly.
Ye Xiao quickly prepared three dishes and a soup; chicken wings loved by children, lettuce stir-fry with meat, stir-fried green beans, and a small dish of tofu soup.
He served rice to the special small bowls for Xixi and Hanhan for the two little ones, then served Rong Mochen’s meal and placed it in front of him, also served himself a small bowl, sitting beside Hanhan, saying nothing, taking care of the two little ones while picking dishes to eat.
Rong Mochen was not courteous either, elegantly picking up the small bowl, holding chopsticks, just about to pick a dish when he slightly furrowed his brow, looking at Ye Xiao, "Is there another bowl?"
"..." Ye Xiao looked at him, seemingly thought of something, got up, and went to the kitchen.
When he came out, he handed a small bowl to Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen took the small bowl, leisurely spooned in half a bowl of tofu soup, and drank.
Then picked up the rice again, picked a green bean, and ate it, chewing slowly.
Finally, he tugged slightly at the corner of his mouth, his deep dark eyes looked at Ye Xiao.
Ye Xiao kept his eyes low, seemingly not noticing.
"Uncle, Mommy’s chicken wings are the best, you eat." Xixi, holding a chicken wing in her chubby hand, pushed her plump body up from the chair, placing the chicken wing into Rong Mochen’s bowl with a slap.
Ye Xiao and Ye Yihan, "..."
Xixi was never particular about eating; eating however comfortably she liked. Her chubby hands were covered in oil from earlier eating chicken wings and some rice grains; normally, Ye Yihan strictly forbade Xixi from putting random things into his bowl.
Ye Xiao’s mouth twitched slightly, looking at Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen’s face showed no expression of disdain or anything, only silently staring at the chicken wing in the bowl still covered in rice grains.
Yet Xixi looked at Rong Mochen with a face full of earnest anticipation.
Ye Xiao pressed his lips together, stood up, "Let me serve Mr. Rong anew..."
Before she could finish speaking, Rong Mochen mimicked Xixi’s manner, put down the chopsticks, directly grabbed the greasy chicken wing with his hand, and fed it to his mouth.
Ye Xiao and Ye Yihan once again, "..."
"Is it tasty, Uncle?" Xixi tilted her head, her voice sweet, asked Rong Mochen softly.
Rong Mochen raised his eyes, gently looking at Xixi, softly said, "Tasty."
"Hehe..." Xixi clapped her small hands, her eyes smiling into crescent moons.
Looking at this Xixi, Rong Mochen’s mouth couldn’t help but curl.
After dinner, Ye Xiao tidied up the dining table and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Just put the dishes into the sink and poured the detergent when Xixi’s crispy voice came from the living room, "Xiao Xiao, phone."
Ye Xiao hadn’t had the chance to speak when the little girl’s voice floated over again, "Brother Ying."
"..." Ye Xiao’s eyes slightly contracted, standing before the sink, his body somewhat stiff.
"I ate, ate chicken wings, meat, and also Xixi’s least favorite vegetables."
"Xiao Xiao is washing dishes. Mm. Does Brother Ying want to talk to Xiao Xiao?"
"Then I’ll bring the phone to Xiao Xiao..."