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  “Regardless of his line of job, I won’t be fearful of him. He’s family.”


  The woman paused before speaking out of concern, “I’m just worried for him.”


  Youyou’s eyelids twitched as he rushed to assuage her worries. “Don’t worry, mommy! He has many of the world’s highly skilled mercenaries protecting him. They’re talented people from the leading mercenary organization globally, Mercenary Paradise, which is managed by Hurricane Group. Even the FBI is helpless against them.”


  “Are they really so formidable?”


  He answered, “Yes! They can easily deal with two of my daddy with a hand.”


  The way he unhesitatingly humiliated his father made the latter twitch his eyes hard and shoot daggers at him.

  He cried, aggrieved, “Well, it’s the truth!”


  Mu Yazhe: “.……”


  The older of the twins patted his father’s shoulder sympathetically. “There goes your prestige, daddy!”


  Yun Shishi was focusing on younger son when she suddenly realized that something was off. “How did you know so much, though?”


  “Err……” The boy scratched his head and explained dryly, “Uncle mentioned it to me before!”


  “He told you about it but not me?”


  “He doesn’t want you to be worried sick about his safety.”


  “Isn’t he making me more worried when he doesn’t say anything?”


  “Mommy, don’t you feel scared or opposed about his job?”


  “Hm?”


  He explained, “Aren’t you afraid that uncle might be a baddie working in such a dangerous line of job?”


  She frankly gave her two cents’ worth. “There’s no line between good and evil. In other words, while the US is playing the world’s righteous policeman, it’s actually seen as the devil by those countries it has robbed resources. There’s never been absolute justice; it’s only about whether things are beneficial to people or not.”


  “Wah!” he exclaimed, a tad exaggerated. “I never thought that you’d think this way!”


  His mother’s countenance darkened instantly. “What are you insinuating, son?”


  “Nothing!” He flashed her a graceful smile in return. “It’s all good as long as you don’t let your mind run wild.”
……

  Youyou heaved a long sigh of relief once he was back in the confines of his locked bedroom.

  Someone suddenly came knocking at the door, which startled him into mistakenly assuming that it was his mother, and he asked, “Is that mommy outside?”


  “It’s me.” His older twin’s aggrieved voice could be heard coming from outside. “You locked me out of the room.”


  He hurriedly unlocked the door for his brother and allowed him to enter before closing the door again.

  Upon turning on the bedroom lights and seeing his brother’s stiff face, Little Yichen reassured him, “Don’t worry; mommy didn’t ask much.”


  “That’s a relief!”


  “Whew! That was quite a scare!” He patted his chest exaggeratedly. “I thought your identity would be exposed right there and then!”


  The younger one’s lips gave a little twitch before he remarked, “She’ll surely be badly shocked if she finds out that I’m also one of Hurricane Group’s core members.”


  He then added, “Receiving a bad shock is nothing. Who knows? She might even suffer from a heart attack?”


  That threw the younger boy off.

  He had always found his mother to be akin to a little, white bunny, and those around her, be it him, his father, his uncle, or even his deceased great grandfather, were like big, bad wolves.