Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 416 I Have a Playboy CEO Dad 1

In the Rong family, it wasn't his place to discuss Zhao Zhao's education. When the "humble" Rong Yu brought Zhao Zhao home, the old master Rong, who was reading the newspaper on the sofa on the first floor, immediately put down the newspaper and greeted them with a smile.

"My dear grandson, where did Daddy take you today? Was it fun?"

"Tch~" Rong Yu followed behind the two grandmothers and grandsons, shaking his arm that had gone numb from being pressed down by Zhao Zhao.

You brat, you're deliberately trying to torment me.

"I'm going upstairs."

He couldn't guarantee that this rebellious son, who was neither responsive to gentle persuasion nor to force, wouldn't complain to the old man, so it was best to run away first.

It turned out he was overthinking it. When Zhao Zhao saw her grandfather, she didn't mention anything about what happened that day. She focused on making her grandfather happy, and the old man was so happy that the wrinkles on his head all crumpled up.

"Grandpa caught a really big fish today. Shall we take Zhaozhao to see it?"

Seeing that Zhao Zhao was in good condition, they took him directly to the back garden.

Grandpa Rong enjoys fishing, so he has a private pond in his backyard where he raises rare and precious fish. He also releases the small fish he catches into this pond.

The pool has no fence, and no one has dared to bring Zhaozhao here to play yet, making her first encounter with it all the more novel.

"Grandpa, so beautiful~" Zhao Zhao stayed obediently in Grandpa Rong's arms, her eyes shining, her voice sweet and childlike, she was incredibly well-behaved.

Grandpa Rong was in a good mood and introduced Zhao Zhao to the strange and wonderful fish in the pond. Education should start from childhood, and he was expanding Zhao Zhao's horizons and knowledge in a subtle way.

......

The next day, Grandpa Rong, seemingly possessed, enthusiastically suggested taking Zhao Zhao fishing. Rong Yu, with a dark face, forcefully pushed him into the car, saying, "Dad, if you're still dreaming, go back to sleep for a while."

Grandpa Rong glared and puffed out his beard: "Yesterday, Zhao Zhao was still begging me to go fishing with her."

Rong Yu said lightly, "Are you willing to let your fair-skinned grandson go with you to some godforsaken wilderness to feed on mosquitoes?"

"And another thing, you old senile fool, what if you lose Zhao Zhao because you don't keep an eye on her?"

With that, he slammed the car door shut: "Xiao Wang, drive." The car door blocked the old man's flushed face, and Rong Yu calmly went upstairs and opened Zhao Zhao's door.

In the pink room, Zhao Zhao was sleeping soundly on his back in his crib.

Rong Yu bent down, a hint of tenderness unconsciously flashing in his eyes as he stared at the sleeping cub. After a moment, he finally said, "Little princess, wake up."

He stretched out his pampered, slender fingers and gently poked Zhao Zhao's fair face. Suddenly, the cub's two hands took his fingers and began to caress his face.

"Dad..." Zhao Zhao called out softly without realizing it.

Rong Yu's pupils contracted slightly, his heart skipped a beat, and the fingers that Zhao Zhao was holding suddenly lost their strength and trembled slightly with tension.

“Zhao… Zhao…” he repeated stiffly, his excited eyes unexpectedly meeting Zhao Zhao’s slightly open, clear pupils.

"Ugly face..." Before he could fully recover, he saw that face and cursed instinctively.

Upon hearing this, Rong Yu inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, then came to his senses and cursed inwardly.

Damn it, is he a masochist who enjoys hearing his son scold him?

However, he did feel much more at ease: "Get up." His voice was a bit loud, and he was met with a disapproving glare from Zhao Zhao.

Ugh.

Rong Yu bent down and gently lifted Zhao Zhao out of the small bed, saying to himself, "This morning I'll go shopping with you to buy clothes, and this afternoon you'll come with me to work."

Zhao Zhao: ?

"I have lots of clothes. I don't need them anymore."

Grandpa, aunt, and many other relatives take him shopping every time they see him. Zhao Zhao has no shortage of clothes and such.

Rong Yu remained silent. He had always known that Zhao Zhao was very favored in the family, but... Rong Yu glanced at Zhao Zhao's walk-in closet and was almost blinded by the uniform pink.

...If it were normal boy's clothes, it wouldn't be a problem, but he discovered that there was a skirt underneath!

Rong Yu smiled at Zhao Zhao and said, "Your clothes don't look good. Don't wear them again." His taste was the best.

"You shameless Yu! Your clothes are the worst!"

Zhao Zhao bristled and roared, slapping Rong Yu's arm with her backhand, leaving a small handprint.

Rong Yu: ...... (smiling) "Your clothes are ugly!"

"Snapped!"

Another slap finally subdued Rong Yu. So, early in the morning, two icy faces appeared at the dining table, making the nanny exchange bewildered glances: "Sir, is breakfast not to your liking?"

Rong Yu took a bite of the shrimp dumpling with a blank expression: "It's delicious."

After mentally preparing myself for a while, I turned to look at the sulking toddler in the high chair and softened my voice: "My dear, want something to eat?"