Rules of Engagement

Chapter 236 Being Careless

"Well, come here." Jane held little Bun's hand.

The three walked into Ron's room hand in hand. They didn't expect that this small action made Mrs. Mallory even more unhappy. It was all because of Jane's ignorance, but she couldn't say anything.

At dinner, her face had been a little gloomy. Jane was careless, because Ron said that she didn't need to do anything at home and didn't care about her mother's taste. She didn't pay special attention to Mrs. Mallory's expression, nor did she know how to comfort her. All she cared about was to let little Bun eat more.

Ron had planned to stay for one night. Seeing his mother's attitude, he didn't want to make Jane and little Bun unhappy. After dinner, he sat down for a while and said he was leaving.

Mrs. Mallory was so angry that she couldn't hold back her anger. She said, "Then just go. I have nothing to do anyway, and there's nothing I can keep you."

Ron pretended not to understand her words and smiled, saying, "Mom, isn't little Bun's school far away from here? If he lives here, he will get up early tomorrow morning. He has heavy courses and he can't have a good rest. It's too bad."

With a gloomy face, Mrs. Mallory snorted to show that she had heard it. Ron didn't expect that his mother, who had always been reasonable, would become like this because of this matter. He smiled and said, "Then we're leaving now. Mom, I'll come back to see you when I have time."

Little Bun was sensible and polite, saying, "Goodbye, grandma."

Mrs. Mallory finally showed a smile. She touched little Bun's head and said, "Little Bun, come to my house on weekend. I'll buy you new clothes, new shoes and many delicious food."

"Thank you, grandma." Little Bun had a smile on his round face all the time, which was the unique innocent smile of a child.

Mrs. Mallory sighed in her heart. Now that things had come to this, she could do nothing about it. She couldn't be cruel to her grandson. She said, "Well, since little Bun has to get up early to go to school tomorrow, just go back. I won't keep you."

Seeing that his mother's attitude softened, Ron finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay. We will come to see you another day."

When they got home, little Bun was a little sleepy. He took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, his head was covered by a big bath towel. Ron picked him up at once and rubbed his wet hair. Little Bun burst into laughter and was carried into his room by Ron.

Ron dried his hair and little Bun jumped up and down on the bed. He kept laughing and said, "The bed in daddy's home is so comfortable and I can jump so high!"

"You naughty boy, go to bed now!" Ron grabbed him and tucked him in. "Besides, this is little Bun's home, not only dad's."

Little Bun giggled and poked his head out. He said, "Dad, I haven't drunk milk yet!"

"What milk? I'll bring it to you," Ron said with a smile.

"Mom knows. I have to drink it every night before I go to bed!" Little Bun took out his little arm and raised it. "I will grow taller and stronger after drinking milk. I can protect mommy in the future!"

Just as they were talking, Jane came in with a glass of milk. Little Bun came out of the quilt and rushed to her. If Ron hadn't caught them, the two of them would have almost fallen to the ground. Little Bun

took the milk from his mother's hand and drank it up in one gulp. He shook the glass down and said, "Mom, I've drunk it up!"

"Great!" Jane smiled and unfolded the quilt, "Go to bed!"

Little Bun crawled into bed and closed his eyes. Ron liked watching him. Seeing that he closed his eyes calmly, he leaned forward and kissed his forehead. Little Bun was kissed, itching and laughing. He reached out and touched his forehead, "There's a lot of saliva..."

"Ron, let's go out. If we stay here all night, he will be too excited to fall asleep." Jane smiled, tucked little Bun in, went out with Ron and turned off the light.

When they went out, Ron put his arms around her waist and asked with a smile, "Are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry. I ate so much," Jane said, a little guiltily. She had eaten bread in a cupboard when she went to the kitchen to heat the milk for little Bun. It was true that she was hungry. Although she was careless, she was a woman after all, who cared about her family. She saw Mrs. Mallory's attitude the whole night, so how could she eat much seriously?

"I'm a little hungry. I want to make some noodles. Do you want to eat?" Ron said with a smile.

"Yes, I want some, with some vegetables!" said Jane, raising her hand.

Ron looked at her with a smile. He felt sorry for her and said, "I'm so sorry, my Janie."

"It doesn't matter. Your mother is traditional. After all, it's about the whole face of the Qin family. She has to face so many old friends, she must be in a bad mood. I know your difficulties and I won't take it seriously." Jane smiled and added, "By the way, you want to cook noodles, let's hurry up!"

Ron smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go to check what's in the fridge first."

"Shh!" Jane said, "Be careful not to wake up little Bun when we eat furtively!"

Ron couldn't help laughing and said, "How can a parent be like this? You only cook when your child falls asleep!"

Jane patted her chest and said, "We are just like this! Let's do it now. Little Bun will laugh at us if he wakes up."

Ron also knew that she didn't want to wake up little Bun. It was for little Bun's own good. After all, little Bun was not in such a bad mood. He had a good dinner and it was getting late now.

The two chatted and laughed while cooking in the kitchen. The whole kitchen was filled with a symphony of pots and pans.

One day when Elsa went to work, she was called into the office by Yates and encouraged. He was a good man. Since Elsa had worked for him for a long time, she knew him well. When Elsa came out of his office, she was a little surprised to see Jason in her office.

Jason didn't seem to be different from before, but it was obvious that something on him was different from before. Elsa didn't know why. It was just such a simple intuition.

"Elsa, I have something to deal with. I want you to do me a favor. I'll have someone talk to Mr. Yates later." Jason smiled, and his expression was no different from before.

"If Mr. Yates agrees, there will be no problem. You know, I still have to be responsible for him on work." Elsa also wanted to know why Jason cared so much about her whereabouts that night. Was it just because he liked Soren? But she had never found a chance. After all, it was not a common opportunity to get in touch with Mr. Jason.

Jason smiled and said, "It's not a big deal. It's just an urgent document to write. They have written it for several times, but I'm not satisfied with it. I know that you're good at writing, and there's no problem with anything you can write. Will you help me with this little favor?"

"Of course I have to help. I'll be with you soon." Elsa was packing her things when her phone rang. It was a strange number. She picked it up and said, "Hello." Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

"Is that Elsa? I'm Janet." Janet's voice came from the other end of the phone, which sounded particularly graceful. People could feel her temperament from a distance of time and space. "Uncle Jerome and I are going to invite you and Ren to have dinner together. Do you have time?"

Originally, if Janet told Soren about this matter, Soren would certainly arrange it with Elsa. But it seemed too serious to call her in person. After hesitating for a while, Elsa said, "If I have time, I and Ren will come."

"Okay," Janet answered briefly and put down the phone.

Putting down the phone, Elsa looked at it again and put it into her bag. Jason smiled and said, "I won't delay your off work."

Jason came in person and said such an easy thing. Elsa realized that he might have something to tell her. She followed Jason nervously. Looking at his tall back, she entered his company all the way. But she didn't expect that Jason would really give her some materials and tell her some dos and don'ts.

Mr. Jason's office was neither big nor small. Sitting far away from Jason, Elsa looked at him. He seemed to have nothing to say. When Elsa began to work, he lowered his head and began to deal with his work. Elsa had to calm down to deal with the work first.

This kind of material was not difficult for Elsa to write. She had worked in the Ministry of Culture for a long time, so she knew what to write and what not to write. She quickly finished it. Seeing that Jason

picked up the teacup and took a sip, she immediately stood up and approached him, saying "Mr. Jason, I have finished the work. Please have a look."

Jason took it and looked at it carefully. He nodded and smiled, saying, "Not bad. That's exactly what I want. No wonder Johnny used to value you so much, and now Yates asked you to be his assistant."

"Thank you, Mr. Jason." Seeing this chance, Elsa was about to ask, "Mr. Jason..."

Someone interrupted her. It was Mr. Jason's secretary. When he came in, he saw that Elsa just nodded politely. Then he put a large plate of documents beside Jason and said, "Mr. Jason, these are all the documents you need to deal with today. They are a little urgent, so it's a little hard."