“I don't need you to like me . My mother's love is sufficient for me!”
This child could be rather spoiled .
“I've said this before; don't touch my mommy, but you provoked me time and again . Mu Yazhe, do you think I can't do anything to you?”
The man did not say a word and simply smiled as he watched the play of petulance and enmity on the rosy little face before him .
The room was without a sound .
A long bout of silence ensued before the man stood up . His big and tall figure towered over, making the room looked smaller than it was .
The man's bearing was overwhelming, and it prompted Youyou to puff up his chest in defiance . Soon, however, he realized that his action was useless . His presence was overpowered by his father's .
Father and son stood looking at each other . Due to the large gap between their height, the boy had to lift his head to meet his father's eyes . His neck started to ache as a result .
The man was tall—just like how he had imagined his father to be—strong, and sturdy with a broad and muscular body; he was someone that could withstand any storms in life .
When he saw his father in person for the first time at the gala, his heart jumped at the latter's tall and broad frame . Would he be as tall as him when he grew up? He could only hope so .
As the man stood before him, only then did he realize with a start that he was more handsome and stronger than what he had previously thought .
His heart could not help but pump fast in admiration!
Yun Tianyou started to grumble to himself, You're so tall; can't you stoop for my sake? When he looked up, he noted that the man was at least twice his height .
The father and son seemed to have telepathy; Mu Yazhe could somehow guess the boy's thought . Walking up to the little boy, the man stooped before him .
The little lad was startled by his gesture . The man was friendlier than he reckoned…
“Yun Tianyou . ” The man calmly observed his face as his big palm reached out and gently stroked his little cheek . This time, for once, the child did not resist his touch .
Perhaps, it was because the man had called out his name so gently . His deep and mellow tone was full of tenderness, which sounded unexpectedly nice .
He studied the man as the man did the same; he inspected the little lad's tough look .
What the son failed to notice was the slight tremor of his father's fingertips as the latter stroked his face .
The little lad's adorable face, smooth skin, and distinctive doe eyes were like the moon's eminence .
He really thought that this son had died tragically six years ago, only to find him standing intact now . This man, who had always been composed and steady, was inevitably slightly affected .
“Do you know who I am?”
“Yes . ”
Yun Tianyou soothed his emotions as well . Calmly looking into his father's eyes, he slowly replied, “Mu Yazhe, the CEO of Disheng Financial Group . ”
“Smart boy . ” The man pinched his cheek lightly; his eyes could not hide his love for him .
“Hmph . That goes without saying,” the boy retorted curtly .
The man continued, “You are a little different from what I've imagined . ”
“Oh? In what way?” The little lad was slightly piqued .
He furrowed his brows marginally before casually replying, “A little imp and a mommy's boy . ”
The little boy tilted his brow in displeasure . “So what if I'm a mommy's boy?”
“Is it wrong to be a mommy's boy? If the son doesn't know how to care for his mother, who will take care of her? Should I expect another man to do that?”
He was hinting at someone when he mentioned about another man .
Mu Yazhe readily assured, “I'll take care of her . ”
Chapter end
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