her beautiful body starting to wriggle in the bedsheets, struggling, indulging in one last tender embrace with the bedding.The sly and alert man, seeing this, didn't say a word. He pulled the blanket...In the car, Miao Qing handed Lin Meng a medicine box. (..tw no pop-up ads) Lin Meng first disinfected the little guy's hand and put on a bandage before applying cooling ointment to her own swollen face.

"Mommy, I'll do it!" The little boy volunteered to help, so Lin Meng passed him the ointment.

Miao Qing drove the car, somewhat apologetic. "I'm sorry, I let you down!"

"That's not true!" Lin Meng smiled. "Being beaten like that, my heart probably feels a little better. This is what I owe their family. Besides, taking care of both me and Youyou by yourself would be too much for anyone, no matter how capable they are."

This shows Lin Meng's consideration and understanding.

Miao Qing smiled, accepting Lin Meng's words. But she had to report back to Rong Ling. Of course, before Miao Qing even reached the Ruan family, Rong Ling hijacked her on the way. Lin Meng refused to look at him with such a face, but Rong Ling called, saying he was in pain and needed a change of medicine, asking her to come and help. He then threatened that if she didn't come, he wouldn't change his medicine. This left Lin Meng with no choice but to go to Suwu Manor.

Upon arriving at their destination, Rong Ling glanced at Lin Meng's face. A trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, and he rebuked her in a stern voice:

"How could you not dodge! You just stood there and let yourself get hit! Where did all your usual cleverness go!"

Under the heavy weight of criticism, there was hidden his deep concern and dissatisfaction.

"It's alright, it's nothing serious, it'll be fine in a while! Let me change your dressing."

"As he spoke, he sat down beside the bed and reached out to gently unbutton her shirt. However, Rong Ling stopped her with a hand."

Remember, you're mine. That face of yours isn't something just anyone can hit! Next time something like this happens, be smart, if you can't dodge, at least use your hand to block!

Lin Meng looked up at him, and saw that his expression was unusually serious. Her heart softened a little. This man cared about her, didn't he But then she thought of the deceased A Lang, and something constricted in her chest. If there hadn't been all those messy things back then, why would A Lang have to pay with his life!

She, Rong Ling, Xiao Yi, and even Rong Sanbo, are all responsible for his death!

She sighed inwardly and whispered, "It's not that I can't hide, it's just that I want to be beaten by her so that I feel a little better inside!"

He immediately narrowed his eyes.

She reached out and slowly embraced him, then gently rested her soft head against his chest. Twisting and turning, the pain she once felt had led her to this point, where she had returned to this man's side again. She didn't know what awaited them, neither did she see a bright future. For a moment, she was lost, unsure of what to do next!

She fell into a slight melancholy.

Rong Ling twisted his eyebrows, subtly feeling the change in her emotions. Looking at the woman who was huddled like a kitten in his chest, he thought for a moment, then reached out and gently stroked her soft, long hair.

This is a very peaceful kind of intimacy!

"From now on, stay away from the Jiang family! Let the past be the past. Thinking about it won't help anything. So just focus on living your own life well. If you really can't get over it, repay them at an appropriate opportunity and that will be enough!"

He spoke entirely in the manner of a businessman. She listened, but couldn't agree with everything he said, so she remained silent. He observed her, thinking that this woman was now largely under his control. He figured that since he would be handling these matters for her from now on, there was no need to say anything more.

The little boy watched from the side, his eyes growing a bit greedy. As a child, he naturally wished to be pampered and held by his loved ones. So, he took off his shoes and snuggled into Rong Ling's arms. His small head gazed at Lin Meng's face getting closer, then he grinned at Lin Meng with a giggle. He didn't speak, but his actions betrayed his desire to be held by both adults.

Looking at the adorable child, Lin Meng's face lit up with a smile. Then she remembered what she was supposed to do, kissed the little one on the cheek, and started changing Rong Ling's wound.

Rong Ling wasn't going to give Lin Meng another chance to return to the Ruan family, so after Lin Meng was busy, he directly expressed his desire to eat dinner cooked by Lin Meng. Lin Meng felt that this man was a bit domineering. He lived here, and Su Wu Zhuang's famous chef's skills were much better than hers, but he still wanted to trouble her. Was this putting her down

Let the chef do it!

She is still planning to go back!

“I just want to eat what you made.” The man wore a serious expression, but his words sounded like a child. When his deep eyes focused on her, her heart would flutter and tremble uncontrollably, finally bowing her head in response.

So, he needed to go grocery shopping. This was simple; he could just have Miao Qing and him take a trip to the supermarket. The little one also excitedly wanted to follow along, but Rong Ling stopped him, saying that he needed to supervise his martial arts training.

Over the past few days of Chinese New Year, the little ones have been having a blast. They haven't even bothered to stick with their martial arts classes, which were originally scheduled for the afternoon.

The little guy, hearing this, reluctantly stayed. Watching Lin Meng and Miao Qing leave together, the little guy let out a low growl and started practicing in the room like he meant it. He hadn't truly moved in days, but the little guy's moves weren't rusty at all. After about half an hour, the little guy's face turned slightly red and beads of sweat appeared.

"Why don't you rest for a while" Rong Ling spoke.

The little guy let out a cry, raised his arm and haphazardly wiped his forehead, then rushed excitedly to Rong Ling's side. It had only been half an hour since he was able to get moving, now he felt refreshed all over, full of energy but with nowhere to put it.

"Uncle, let's play for a while!"

The little guy blinked his eyes, his big, dark eyes rolling around mischievously.

"Let's play later, come here. I want to ask you some questions first!"

Rong Ling patted his side, and the little guy immediately jumped onto the bed like a little monkey, naturally snuggling into Rong Ling's arms. Like his mommy, he cuddled up to him like a kitten. The male body emitted a scent completely different from that of a woman. The little guy took a deep breath, bumping his head against Rong Ling’s chest and giggling, as if Rong Ling was a mountain and he was the pangolin who loved to burrow into it. He only stopped playing when Rong Ling patted his little butt.

"Tell me everything that happened when you went to Uncle Jiang's house today!"

Rong Ling purposely walked Lin Meng straight to understand the details, especially what the little guy said and did when he was with Jiang Chengfeng's mother, and what kind of attitude Jiang's mother had towards him.

The little child had a remarkable memory and recounted everything exactly as it happened. However, by this time, the little child was no longer so angry because on their way here, Lin Meng had already explained to the child why that seemingly kind grandmother had suddenly hit her.

"Mommy said that she was sorry to Grandma because she made her lose Uncle Jiang. That Grandma is so pitiful, so Yoyo should be nice to Grandmas in the future, just like how you treat Mommy!"

Feng Ling raised an eyebrow, thinking to herself that such a thing could indeed be said by that foolish woman. After all, she was a woman who had lost her son. If she went mad, no one could predict what might happen. Could Yu You treat her with the same respect because of this!

"You You, Mommy's words are a little wrong. Listen to me, Mommy and Grandma are different, so they will never treat you the same!"

Rong Ling begins to brainwash the little kid.

The little boy blinked his big eyes and thought for a moment, then nodded, finding reason in Rong Ling's words.

Rong Ling explained in detail the difference between "Mommy" and "Grandma," as well as the complexities between them, to the little one. Then she said: "You can be nice to Grandma, but only do your best. Also, when you're alone, try not to be with Grandma by yourself!"

"Oh." The little boy replied softly, then thought for a moment and asked, "Will grandma be mean to You-You!"

Rong Ling didn't want to smear the Jiang family, after all, Jiang Po Lang saved Lin Meng's life, so he just gave a fair answer.

"I don't know, but it's better to be safe than sorry. Remember that."

"Youyou—" Rong Ling reached out and hugged the little guy tightly. He said seriously, "In this world, only father and mother will treat you completely well and won't do anything bad. As for other people, you need to be a little wary!"

The little boy furrowed his brow, trying hard to digest Rong Ling's words. After a long time thinking, the little boy asked again: "Then, Uncle Two, Uncle Three, Uncle Four, do I need to guard against them too!"

The little guy looked a bit troubled.

Rong Ling was taken aback. He hadn't expected the young one to be so quick-witted and capable of turning things around. He chuckled, his expression no longer as cold and stern.

Let me put it this way, your Uncle Two and my brother are sworn brothers. Our friendship has stood the test of time. My brother trusts them deeply and wouldn't suspect a thing. Yoyo, as you grow older, you'll meet many new people, some of whom you'll come to trust. You don't need to be guarded against them. This is something you'll learn through experience. Right now you're still young. When you're older, you'll understand!

This statement is a bit profound, little one might not fully grasp it.

Rong Ling didn't elaborate further. The child was still young, and some knowledge should be learned gradually. Changing the subject, he asked the little one about going to school.

"Do you still want to go to the big wind!"

"The little boy shook his head. 'Mommy doesn't allow it, Youyou doesn't want Mommy to worry, so I won't go.'"

"I'm asking if you even want to go! What are you thinking Don't even think about what your mom would say!"

The little boy thought for a moment, but instead of answering Rong Ling's question directly, he began to recall things on his own and said: "It's the same wherever I go. Mommy is now teaching me the Three Character Classic, Tang poems, and arithmetic. I also read Ten Thousand Whys. Anyway, I can learn a lot. Uh... I just want to be with Mommy!"

Rong Ling frowned slightly, fixing her gaze on the little one. With a cold face, she told him a story about a fledgling growing into an eagle.

The eagle, the ruler of the skies, must endure hardships beyond human comprehension before it ascends to its position of dominance.

Just after a young eagle is born, it doesn't get to enjoy comfortable days for long before enduring the near-cruel training of its mother.

First, the mother eagle will continuously urge the eaglets to flap their wings and stand up, and launch "attacks" against them, urging them to practice take-offs and landings in preparation for true flight. During this process, the eaglets need to undergo hundreds or even thousands of trainings, otherwise, they will not be able to obtain food from the mother eagle.

In the second step, to teach the eaglets how to truly fly, the mother eagle takes them to a high place, such as treetops or cliffs, and then pushes them off. As they are about to reach the ground, some eaglets are forced to learn true flight, while others die because they were not diligent enough or too timid before.

In the third step, to make those fledglings who have learned to fly truly strong and become the kings of the sky, the mother eagle will break most of the bones in their wings, causing them hardship, and then push them down from a high place again. Some young eagles die because of this, while some eagles survive the pain. These eagles have a very strong ability to regenerate wing bones. As long as they endure the excruciating pain and flap their wings continuously after being broken, making their wings constantly blood-filled, they will soon recover. After recovery, their wings are like the phoenix in mythology, reborn after death, and can grow even stronger and more powerful, so they can fly higher.

Some hunters, moved with pity, secretly took some young eagles whose wings had not yet been broken by their mother and raised them at home. But later, the hunters discovered that the eagles raised in this way could only fly as high as a house before falling down. Their two-meter-long wings became a burden, leaving them vulnerable to being easily preyed upon by other animals!

In the final step, parents will drive their fledgling out of the nest once they see that it has acquired the basic survival skills. This encourages them to be independent from a young age and face the challenges of nature! Only then can they survive by their own strength.

It is precisely because of this grueling and arduous training that the fledgling eagle ultimately becomes the ruler of the skies.

It was precisely through such growth that the eagle developed its unwillingness to be complacent and its lofty ambitions. It refused to live a mediocre life like a duck, shunning comfort for the challenge of the environment and the sky.

It is precisely such an upbringing that gives the eagle the courage to, knowing there are dangers, still attempt and take risks. In its eyes, there is no cowardice, no surrender, no fear, no giving up. Challenging is a nature, adventuring is a pleasure.

It is precisely such an eagle, raised in this way, that possesses the ambition to soar above the clouds and the aura of a king. Only then does it have the qualifications to be a ruler, to dominate the heavens, and to look down upon all others.

——

The story is over. Rong Ling's face turned cold, and he said in a stern voice: "Youyou, your mommy loves you so much that she can't bear to see you get hurt or wronged, so she doesn't want you to go to Dafeng. But you should know that a young eagle that is always protected by its mother will never truly grow up. Only by learning to fly and experience wind and rain can it finally soar in the blue sky, become the king of the sky, and be an object of awe for other birds and beasts! Youyou, do you want to remain that young eagle forever Do you want to stay under your mommy's wings for your whole life and rely on her protection!"

The little boy shook his head, drooping his face, a hint of shame on his features, but he didn't reply.

Rong Ling immediately shot back, "Don't you even want to protect your mommy!"

"I want it!" the little boy exclaimed loudly.

"But you're so weak, how can you protect your mommy!"

"I... I know martial arts!" He said it with little conviction.

But sometimes, even with good martial arts skills, you can't always protect that person!

The little guy pouted.

"You said your Aunt Miao is very capable, didn't you" Rong Ling patiently persuaded.

The little guy nodded heavily. In just a few days, he had naturally seen Miao Qing's abilities.

Let's take your Aunt Miao as an example, and we're talking about today's incident. Think about it, your Aunt Miao is so skilled in martial arts, but she's just one person and can't possibly take care of both you and your mommy at the same time, so your mommy got slapped. Even if you learn martial arts better than your Aunt Miao, better than Uncle, even better than your master, will you stay by your mommy's side all the time! Don't you plan on learning martial arts! Don't you plan on doing anything else!

The little fellow's small frame seemed to have understood something.

Rong Ling continued to explain in a cold voice: "If you really want to protect someone well, first of all, you have to be very strong. Besides martial arts being good, other aspects also have to be very strong. Take me for example, if I want to protect your mommy, I don't need to take action myself, just arrange the people below to do it. For example, your Aunt Miao, your Uncle Dayang, and some others. So why would those people listen to me!"

The little boy blinked and answered very quickly this time. “Because you're strong!”

Then where is my strength! Is it just because my martial arts are good!

The little guy shook his head.

Rong Ling's eyebrows and eyes were filled with a smile. "Which little guy used to tell me he wanted to be stronger than me! To beat me!"

The little kid puckered up their rosy lips.

Rongling provoked him again. "That little guy can't even handle the kids in kindergarten, how could he ever become strong! He can't even win over other kids' hearts, how could he ever make people listen to him and do things for him! That little guy says he wants to protect his mommy, but I doubt…"

The little boy suddenly reached out and covered Rong Ling's mouth, his face flushed red with embarrassment. "Uncle, please stop, Youyou knows she was wrong!"

"Rong Ling pulled the little boy's hand down. "Do you really know you were wrong!"

"Um." The little guy nodded heavily.

Then, what do you suggest we do next!

The little boy puffed out his chest and said loudly, "Youyou is still going to school. Youyou wants all the children to listen to me. Youyou wants to be an eagle. Youyou doesn't want to be afraid of hardship. Youyou wants to be very diligent and hardworking. Youyou wants to be even better than Uncle!"

Rong Ling's face broke into a smile, and he patted the young boy's butt hard, praising him, "That's more like it!"

The little guy started giggling, and when he was done laughing, his tiny brow furrowed again. “But what about Mommy’s side…”

"Deal with your own affairs yourself!" Rong Ling said coldly, utterly merciless. "If you want to become stronger, the first step is to convince your mommy to change her mind and send you to kindergarten!"

The little one thought about it for a moment and nodded.

"Do you have confidence!"

The little guy's eyes lit up suddenly. He broke free from Rong Ling's embrace and stood up, saluting Rong Ling with a tiny military salute.

"Reporting to my superior, mission accomplished!"

Rong Ling was stunned, then let out a low chuckle. This little imp, where did he learn these things! But this is just like his Rong Ling's kind!

Rongling brought the little boy back and told him some things about kindergarten, such as how to make friends, how to deal with "enemies," what kind of people are worth getting close to, and what kind of people can be ignored directly. He also talked about how knowledge can be useful in the future...

The two chatted until Lin Meng came back after buying groceries. At this time, the little guy looked at Rong Ling's big eyes and had already started to sparkle! Obviously, the little guy's admiration for him took another step forward!

A while later, the little one started to nag Lin Meng, asking her to send him back to Big Wind again. Lin Meng naturally disagreed at first; she had decided to keep the child with her. However, the little one suddenly seemed to have grown up, speaking to her in a very organized and articulate manner. His final statement, "I want to become an eagle. I want to be strong, strong! I will protect Mommy well in the future," touched her deeply. So she agreed.

The little guy cheered and jumped around in excitement. Lin Meng looked at the little guy like this, her heart was full of comfort, and there was a sweet feeling. It was only when she was carrying the little guy that she found Rong Ling.

"What did you say to Youyou!"

Otherwise, the little one wouldn't have abruptly made this request, nor would they have thought of saying anything about a young eagle and a male eagle!

Rong Ling didn't intend to hide it, she nodded. "Boys shouldn't be coddled, or they won't grow up!"

Lin Meng gritted her teeth and glared at him sternly. "Fine, I'll listen to you, but you have to promise me one thing!"

"Say!"

"You have to guarantee Youyou's safety, that's all I ask! He's my only child. Without him, I would go crazy. But I don't have the ability to protect him well, so you have to promise me, you must protect him, make sure nothing happens to him! If you agree, I'll let the child go to Dafeng! You... If you refuse, even if I hurt Youyou, I won't let him go to Dafeng!"

She will send the child back to America, where he will still be an eagle!

"I promise you!" Rong Ling replied quickly. "As I said, this child is under my protection, so rest assured, I will protect Youyou well!"

Lin Meng lowered her eyes, silent for a long time. Finally, she gripped Rong Ling's hand tightly, her water-colored eyes looking at him with a touch of sadness. "Rong Ling, the world changes too fast and there are too many variables, sometimes it's hard to guard against. All I want to say is, as long as the child is here, I am here; if the child…"

She didn't continue, but her eyes flickered with a mixture of terror and destruction.

Rong Ling felt a mixture of fear and pity, sighing inwardly at how foolish this woman was. He leaned over and pulled her into his arms.

" Idiot, what are you thinking about!"

He leaned down and bit her lip hard, as punishment.

“You're worrying too much, you're being ridiculous! From now on, don't say such nonsense. No, don't even think about it! With me here, nothing will happen to you and your child! Trust me, your husband has the ability to protect both of you!”

She hummed softly, pulling out a smile that seemed a little strained.

He was displeased and tapped her head, coldly rebuking, "You're such a stubborn woman who loves to make mountains out of molehills. If anything happens to your son, I'll give you my life as compensation, will that do"

She paused for a moment, then smiled softly, this time her smile was genuine.

"What do you mean!" she glared at him, scolding him, yet she couldn't help but say, this made her very touched!

"Then no more talking!" He raised his sword-like eyebrows, pressing his hand directly against her nape to prevent her from dodging. His face came closer, sealing her lips with his own!

This gossiping little mouth is better used for kissing!

As the kisses grew increasingly heated, this man thought to himself: in the future, he must limit this little woman's contact with the Jiang family! Look at her, such a good woman. After visiting the Jiang family, she developed so many messy thoughts. This is not good!ed up the situation back then, and that's where it ended. So, he wasn't afraid of any gossip at all!As for saying that Xiao Yi should atone for his youngest son's death, that statement is meaningless....