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  “Mommy, why are your eyes so swollen?” The boy’s eyes narrowed; his observation skills were sharp.

  Her heart skipped a beat.

  She cried so hard that her eyes were as swollen as two walnuts even after a night.

  He was, naturally, unaware of the happenings the day before and only squinted at her suspiciously. With a turn of his head, he shot a cold and suspicious glance at his father.

  “Mommy, did daddy bully you again?!”


  The man was startled. “.……”


  He felt wronged.

  She chuckled at this, giving neither a nod of her head nor a shake of it to his question.

  Mu Yazhe glared at her. How could this woman not defend him for a bit?

  The boy crossed his arms angrily and stared coldly at his father. “Mommy, tell me if daddy bullied you! If he did, I won’t let him off!”


  She was tickled pink by his seriousness.

  “How do you intend not to let him off?”


  Flashes of evil glint fleeted across his deep eyes as he smiled eerily without speaking.

  It was pure wickedness.

  The man shuddered.

  Why was his son…… so wicked?

  He suddenly recalled Lu Jingtian’s recent case.

  He knew for sure whose masterpiece it was.

  Suspecting that it was the handiwork of his son, he had asked the little lad about it.

  Youyou was frank to admit his doings.

  Only then did he realize that his son was even more vicious than he was to have such a ruthless iron fist at a young age.

  What would he become when he grew up?

  How did Youyou say it?

  “I don’t care how others look at me. In any case, I will not spare anyone who bullies mommy!”


  As he said this, his smiling eyes were especially clear, and they revealed his insufferable arrogance.

  “It’s for the sake of protecting my loved ones that I own so much; If I’m unable to do so, then there’s no meaning to all these possessions!”


  ‘If I’m unable to protect my loved ones, then there’s no meaning to all these possessions?!’


  The man was deeply shocked by his words.

  His son was actually a one-of-a-kind mommy’s boy and his number-one love rival.

  He suddenly felt mentally tired.

  Amused, Yun Shishi held in her laughter. “Youyou, daddy didn’t bully me. It’s just that I didn’t sleep well; hence, my eyes are a bit swollen.”


  “Hmph! You’re lying!” The boy was not one who could be fooled with such words. “Mommy’s eyes are ridiculously swollen; I can tell that you cried at a glance.”


  The woman fell silent.

  “Say, did daddy bully mommy?” reiterated the boy.

  She was helpless. “He didn’t.”


  He shot another sharp gaze at his father.

  The man felt that he had gotten unjustly attacked.

  She did not know whether to laugh or cry at the silent confrontation between father-son pair. “That’s enough! It’s late already; stop messing around and go to bed!”


  Late at night, as the man sat in the study, Min Yu emailed him two secret snapshots.

  One was a photo of Yun Shishi being dragged out of the hotel by Li Dongliang.

  Even though he knew what was happening, from the photo’s angle alone, the two appeared to be entangled together.

  The photo clearly revealed her features, and because of its angle and being a secret snapshot, the relation between the two seemed ambiguous.

  The other photo was of her being pushed into a car by the man.