My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

Rong Yan found the movie he mentioned and started playing it. “I remember you’ve seen this movie before,” she said.

“Mm-hmm.” The beautiful little milk bun nodded, then sweetly added, “But I haven’t watched it with mom!”

Last time, he had watched it with his grandma, so this time, he wanted to make up for it by watching it with his own Little Demon Rong.

Rong Yan was defeated by his peculiar logic and simply leaned on the sofa to watch it with him.

The movie lasted a full two hours, and to her surprise, she found it quite captivating. When she looked back, she noticed that Little Baby beside her had fallen asleep at some point, curled up on the sofa in a tiny bundle, looking as pretty as a picture.

“Duidui?” Rong Yan called out to him softly.

The person on the sofa was breathing evenly in his sleep.

Her gaze gradually softened.

Never mind, she’d just wait for him to wake up before calling him for dinner.

She stood up and carried the little fellow from the sofa back to his room, placing him on his special children’s bed. The azure-colored Little Prince bed looked especially charming. Rong Yan tucked him in and then stood by the bed, watching him quietly for a while.

Her heart, which had been aching, was gradually filled with resolve.

If she had found out even a little later that day, her Little Baby might have drowned in the hotel swimming pool.

So, she would never forgive Rong Weiwei!

Never ever!

Early the next morning.

Rong Yan got up early.

She had specifically chosen formal attire for today and, even though she usually didn’t wear makeup, made an exception to apply a light makeup to look more presentable.

“Good morning.”

As she came out of her room, she was surprised to see the man at the dining table. The tall, distinguished man looked up from the newspaper in his hand and greeted her when he saw her come out.

Rong Yan walked over, pulled out a chair, and sat down, “Li Shengxiao, why haven’t you gone to the office yet?”

He seemed particularly busy these last few days; just yesterday morning he was gone early, and by the time she went to bed with Little Baby, he had still not returned, showing how busy he was!

It was already nine-thirty; why was he still at home?

The proud man slid milk and bread toward her and said calmly and composedly, “I asked Gu Ming to push back the meeting by two hours.”

“I’m not eating,” Rong Yan said with a heavy sigh, looking at the breakfast pushed in front of her. “I’ve already applied lipstick, and if I eat, I’ll have to redo it.”

It was too much trouble, and she was out of time.

“I’ll take you to the courthouse later. You’re too skinny; you must have breakfast!” He was worried she wouldn’t eat, which was why he had asked Gu Ming to postpone the meeting by two hours.

Rong Yan really didn’t understand where he got the idea that she was skinny.

Her body weight was definitely above the standard for entertainers, and among ordinary people, it was considered a normal weight—neither fat nor thin, just right.

But every time it was time to eat, this man always said she was skinny.

As if she appeared to him as a fragile pure girl in need of nourishment.

Rong Yan might have been speechless, but Li Shengxiao had forcefully prepared breakfast and was giving her the look that insisted on ensuring she ate it. Even if she didn’t want to reapply her lipstick, she resigned herself to eating the bread and milk in front of her.

Though the meal wasn’t much, Rong Yan still felt bloated after eating. She rubbed her stomach and swallowed the last sip of milk.

Li Shengxiao watched her finish breakfast and his brows finally relaxed. He stood up first and said, “I’ll wait for you outside. Take your time getting ready; no rush. If it really can’t be helped, I’ll call the court and ask them to delay the hearing!”