Now Rong Yan feels much better!
"Miss Rong’s company finally secured their first project, which is very important to them. Miss Rong is busy supervising the progress of the shoot. Once Miss Rong finishes this busy period, she’ll definitely take ti to spend with the young master. Can the young master wait just a little longer?" he comforted kindly. "If the young master really misses Miss Rong, you can give her a call. No matter how busy Miss Rong is, she should still have ti to answer your call."
Li Duidui’s eyes lit up for a mont, then dimd again. He shook his head, "Mom is busy, I don’t want to bother her."
"Making a call doesn’t count as bothering her." He could see it clearly—young master just missed his mom, which is why he had no appetite during als and was sulking here, playing with flowers.
His love for young master Li Duidui was genuine. Seeing the little boy’s dejected look tugged at his heartstrings, so he crouched down in front of him, gently comforting, "Miss Rong may also be missing the young master. But she’s busy, and sotis when you get too busy, you forget to make a call. If Miss Rong received a call from you, she’d be overjoyed, you know."
Li Duidui gradually looked up at him, his big black grape-like eyes holding a trace of expectation. He asked uncertainly, "Re-really?"
Mr. Butler gave a faint smile and patted his head. "Of course, it’s true. When has Mr. Butler ever lied to you?"
"..." Li Duidui’s lips tightened slightly.
He straightened up, a smile lingering on his lips as he continued, "Miss Rong must be waiting for your call!"
Mom is waiting for him to call?
Li Duidui’s heart was in turmoil. On one hand, he longed to give her a call, but on the other, he felt that Mr. Butler might just be saying this to make him feel better. What if his Little Demon Rong was still busy, and he called her? She’d have to put down her work to chat with him, and then she’d have to work overti at night.
Recently, whenever he saw Mom, she always looked so, so tired. Even though she tried to act like everything was fine, not wanting him to notice, he could still see the dark circles under her eyes... He didn’t want his Little Demon Rong to be so exhausted!
Li Duidui pressed his lips into an even tighter line. He clutched his small phone tightly, then suddenly let go, turning to Mr. Butler and saying, "I won’t call. I’ll just wait for Mom to co ho."
Even though he would often fall asleep before she returned and missed the chance to see her, he still wanted to wait for her to co back.
"Young Master..." Mr. Butler had seen his obedient and considerate side many tis before, but every ti, it still made his heart ache.
He thought for a mont, bent slightly toward the little boy on the swing, and then left.
Ever since Li Duidui had decided not to call Rong Yan, he had remained glum, his deanor so downcast that he didn’t even realize when the butler left. He simply plucked another rose from the flowerbed and began playing his "stay ho, leave ho" decision-making ga once again.
After leaving the courtyard, Mr. Butler didn’t go anywhere else but headed straight to the study to find Lin Zhiya. He respectfully reported, "Madam, I just delivered fruits to the young master, but he refused to eat them."
Lin Zhiya, who had recently been busy with her own business affairs, looked up from a mountain of docunts upon hearing this. She frowned and said, "Why isn’t my dear little grandson eating? If he doesn’t want fruit, ask him what he’d like to eat and have the kitchen prepare it. If the kitchen can’t make it, then have soone go out and buy it. He barely ate anything for lunch—he needs to eat sothing in the afternoon. Otherwise, how can his stomach handle it? He’s still growing, and he can’t eat so little."
Ever since Li Shengxiao took over the Li Group, Lin Zhiya had gradually stepped back from the company’s inner circles of power.
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