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  He lowered his head to stare at her and smilingly asked, “Oh? How tall is Youyou?”


  “He should be…… about 120 centimeters. About this tall……” Yun Shishi gestured to her wrist with her palm. This figure was actually given to her by the kindergarten physician a month ago.

  Yun Tianyou’s height was considered as tall compared to kids his age. An average boy of the same age would stand at around 110 centimeters.

  However, Youyou’s development was lagging from certain perspectives.

  His father’s height stood at 1.9 meters, whereas her height was around 1.69 meters. For unknown reasons, although he was not much different from other boys his age bracket, the boy’s development appeared to be rather slow.

  And when juxtaposed with Little Yichen, his body deficiency was apparent.

  “Has he been taking calcium tablets?”


  “Eh. He has that every day, but his development remains sluggish.”


  Youyou’s health was a constant source of heartache for her. “I’ve asked the doctor before. His slow development may have something to do with his premature birth. Most preterm babies are slow in their development. He already has a weak constitution since birth. Initially, the doctor asserted that he might not live past the age of three due to his poor health. He has congenital heart deficiency, and his spleen and stomach aren’t functioning well, too. In the past, I was plagued with constant worry that I wouldn’t be able to keep him.”


  His brows furrowed slightly. He did not know that Yun Tianyou’s health was so poor. He only knew that this son had almost lost his life. Prior to this, he reckoned that this woman had hidden his son for selfish reasons and then covered up her action with an excuse.

  He even assumed that the twin would be as healthy as Little Yichen.

  He only found out about Youyou’s poor health from the doctor after his visit during his son’s hospital confinement. This news caught him by surprise, and he was filled with loving pity toward that son of his.

  Now, after knowing of how much that child had suffered since his birth, his heart was once again in pain to the point of suffocation.

  From her mere description, no one could tell how tormenting those days were. Clearly, she had poured so much effort and exhausted many days and nights to fight for Yun Tianyou’s life.

  She said resignedly, “Maybe he is a late bloomer.”


  The man only stared ponderously at her profile.

  She suddenly turned to ask him. “Oh, yes. The day after tomorrow is their birthday; have you prepared a present yet?”


  “Present?” He raised an eyebrow questioningly and then shook his head. “No.”


  “No?” She was startled. “Why isn’t there a present for your child on his birthday?”


  He retorted, “There is a present for him! Basically, he’ll tell me what he likes, and I’ll send someone to buy it for him.”


  His doting love for Little Yichen could not be doubted, yet the expression of his fatherly love was lacking in sensitivity.

  She could not help reprimanding him, “You should’ve prepared a present beforehand, and then the child can enjoy a birthday surprise that way.”


  He kept quiet. The man did not know how to create surprises. What the child liked, he got him. Pampering a child was just like pampering a woman.