Chapter 153: Inviting the Wolf into the House?_1
Xu Fan’s face was full of heartache as he picked up Tongtong and gently said, “Baby, Daddy is just going home to sleep, and he’ll come to see you tomorrow, okay?”
“No, Daddy, you mustn’t go, you mustn’t leave, tomorrow Tongtong won’t be able to find you.” Tongtong’s cute little face was already covered with tears; her eyes were like breached dams, streaming with tears as she began to cry.
As she cried, she clung tightly to Xu Fan’s shoulders as if the moment she let go, Xu Fan would suddenly disappear.
Xu Yixue, seeing Tongtong’s heartbroken expression, walked over and gently patted her back, saying, “Tongtong, be good, Daddy is just going home to sleep for a bit, and he’ll come over to play with you tomorrow.”
“Yes, Daddy promises that when Tongtong wakes up in the morning, he will definitely appear in front of Tongtong’s face, okay?” Xu Fan also said patiently to his little princess.
“No, not good! Anyway, Daddy mustn’t go, otherwise wherever Daddy goes, Tongtong will follow, wuwuwuwuwuwu...” Tongtong was like a dogskin plaster stuck to Xu Fan, no matter how Xu Yixue and Xu Fan tried to persuade her, she just wouldn’t let go or stop, firmly refusing to let Xu Fan leave.
“Alright, alright, Daddy won’t go, now stop crying, baby. If you keep crying, your little room will be flooded,” Xu Yixue still felt sorry for her daughter, and seeing she wouldn’t give in, Xu Yixue was the first to surrender to Tongtong.
“Okay, as long as Daddy doesn’t leave, Tongtong won’t cry, wuwu.” Tongtong stubbornly hugged Xu Fan’s shoulders, like clutching a lifesaving straw, her little hands gripping so firmly that even Xu Fan didn’t have the heart to peel her off himself.
Xu Yixue quickly grabbed some tissues and gently wiped away the tears on Little Tongtong’s face. While wiping, she said with a hint of sourness in her heart, “You’re always so close to your dad, how come you’ve never been this close to mom before?”
“Daddy and Mommy are both Tongtong’s dearest people; Tongtong can’t be without either of them.” After Xu Yixue gently dried her tears, Tongtong struggled out of Xu Fan’s embrace and plunged into Xu Yixue’s arms, puckered her little mouth, and gently planted several kisses on Xu Yixue’s face, “puck, puck,” which finally improved Xu Yixue’s mood.
“And what about me?” Xu Fan asked Xu Yixue, a bit unsure.
“Of course, you’re staying here to accompany your precious daughter...” Xu Yixue said somewhat irritably.
“Mommy is so good.” Tongtong waved her little hand at Xu Yixue.
“Go play with Daddy now, Mommy’s going to cook.” Xu Yixue instructed and then turned to leave Tongtong’s bedroom.
Ye Xiaoning was already busy in the kitchen, and seeing Xu Yixue enter, she teased, “Yixue, why hasn’t Xu Fan left yet? Could it be he’s planning to stay for dinner before he leaves? But I haven’t prepared a portion for him.”
Xu Yixue sighed and replied, “Forget about dinner, he’s probably going to stay the night.”
“What?” Ye Xiaoning exclaimed, “How can we let a man stay the night here?”
“I don’t want to either, but Tongtong adamantly refuses to let Xu Fan leave; she practically wants to follow him back to that shabby villa of theirs at the Star of Zhonghai. It was hard enough getting Tongtong to come back, how could I let her go again?” Xu Yixue said as she clumsily began to wash a tomato under the tap.
Actually, although Xu Yixue claimed she had come to cook with Ye Xiaoning, truth was she hardly knew how to cook. Over the past few years, it had always been Ye Xiaoning who cooked for Tongtong. It wasn’t that Xu Yixue didn’t want to cook. In fact, she was a very strong and diligent person, but when it came to the kitchen, it was as if she lost all her composure.
She was either frantic and clumsy, or dancing around erratically. For her to cook a meal without breaking plates or bowls was an absolute impossibility.
Even if she managed to clatter through a meal, it was either too sweet or not salty enough. At the strong suggestion of Tongtong and Ye Xiaoning, Xu Yixue was relieved from cooking duties. Even when she entered the kitchen, she would only do simple tasks like washing vegetables and serving dishes, strictly avoiding the stove.
“Yixue, what if Xu Fan stays here? How are we going to sleep? You know his capabilities; it would be too easy for him to break into our rooms,” Ye Xiaoning said with concern.
“Indeed,” Xu Yixue said, her expression turning serious as she remembered the scene of Xu Fan single-handedly launching thirteen men into the air.
“I hope we are not letting the wolf into our house this time,” Ye Xiaoning said hesitantly to Xu Yixue.
Xu Yixue furrowed her brows in thought. Xu Fan might be a clueless block of wood, an emotionally unintelligent man of steel, but judging from his current behavior, his character seemed to be very solid.