Chapter 1292: Chapter 1292: The Forgotten Eighth Kid (4)
Of course, it looked awkward no matter how you looked at it, and she just wouldn’t open her mouth to admit it.
Although the Ruan Family made every effort to invite the Master to dine at their home, he still left. Before leaving, they agreed on the next time he would return to the Ruan Family, at which point he would help Ruan Jiaojiao switch back to her own body.
Ruan Jianguo was filled with gratitude towards the Master, serving him from start to finish. Even as the Master reached the doorway, Ruan Jie still felt reluctant and followed him out: "Master, is there really no other way?"
The Master just smiled and left without a trace.
"..." Ruan Jie felt utterly disheartened.
When he turned back to the living room, Shu Wen was still holding and marveling at Ruan Jiaojiao, giving her one kiss after another.
Ruan Jiaojiao’s eyes were squinting with laughter, soft and adorable. Several boys surrounded her, watching eagerly, almost drooling.
Finally, Ruan Lei, confident that he had studied with Ruan Jiaojiao for six years, mustered the courage to step forward.
"Jiaojiao, do you really not remember your brother?" he asked, pointing to himself.
Ruan Jiaojiao turned her head to look at him, then shook her head.
"Meow, nope." Didn’t remember.
"..." Ruan Lei.
No one could understand cat language, but they could understand the head shaking.
He pressed his lips together, fell silent for two seconds, then pointed to himself to start reintroducing himself: "Then I’ll introduce myself again, okay this time?"
"My name is Ruan Lei. I’m your third uncle’s son. You usually call me Brother Lei, and for three years during middle school, we were in the same class."
"Meow." Oh, I see.
Ruan Jiaojiao scratched her little head, indicating she understood. Whether she remembered it or not was another matter.
"Me, me, me, Jiaojiao, look at me, my name is Ruan Wei, I’m your second uncle’s son, and you usually call me Brother Wei."
"And me, my name is Ruan Feng, I’m in my third year of high school now, Jiaojiao, we go to the same school."
"Jiaojiao, look at me, look at me, I’m Ruan Qun, your youngest brother, and you usually call me your favorite brother..." The youngest, Ruan Qun, couldn’t compete with the three in front, couldn’t compare in height either, so he resorted to jumping up and down on the sofa.
When he said that, he was met with unanimous disdain from all the brothers, shameless!
Ruan Bo, Ruan Chi, Ruan Jie, and Ruan Jun watched this scene and quietly squeezed forward. Even though they were all in university and shouldn’t be so childish as to vie for attention, there was only one sister, and none of them wanted to be forgotten, so they also planned to start introducing themselves.
But before they could open their mouths, they saw Ruan Jiaojiao stretching her short little paws, covering her furry face, as if she was in great pain.
"Meow...meow..." Headache, headache...
"She says her head hurts," Xiu Xi translated simultaneously.
Upon hearing this, the Ruanlin Family felt a pang of heartache. They shooed away the boys crowded around Ruan Jiaojiao, complaining, "Move aside, move aside. If she can’t remember, she can’t remember, why force her!"
"..." The eight boys.
On the verge of tears, they lamented that they weren’t forcing her; they just wanted to be remembered. Why was it so hard?
The boys sulkily dispersed, sitting in rows on the sofa like bruised eggplants, watching Ruan Jiaojiao cozy up to one person and then another, without sparing them even a glance. The bitterness inside them welled up to their throats.
After cuddling with everyone except the eight boys, Ruan Jiaojiao finally lay back in Shu Jiao’s arms, playing joyfully with her little tail with both paws.