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  When he first learned of this fact, he found it hard to accept.

  After all, it was too abrupt for a little boy, who appeared out of thin air, to suddenly turn out to be his own son. Everything happened so quickly that he was unable to assimilate into his role as a father.

  He could not help thinking that life was really strange.

  For some reason, this child who appeared out of nowhere was actually his son.

  However, his usually cold and prideful self eluded any concept of familial love.

  While he was thinking about that, he saw Baby Chu nestled in the corner of the sofa, so sleepy that he started nodding off. His head drooped lower and lower, until he clumsily fell head first onto the sofa. It was then that he was suddenly jolted awake. Standing up from the sofa, he rubbed his eyes tiredly. His sleepy and confused look was actually quite adorable.

  For some reason, he felt his heart soften.

  This was the first time he realized that such a cute little boy was his son. Walking towards the sofa, he caressed Baby Chu’s head. Still sleepy, Baby Chu reached out to grab his hand.

  His hand was so tiny that it could only grab two of Gu Jinglian’s fingers. His cuteness caused feelings of affections to surface within Gu Jinglian’s heart.

  His hands were as small and soft as tofu, while his cheeks were rosy. Gu Jinglian could smell the fragrance that belonged uniquely to a child, which reminded him of milk. The little boy was very chubby, especially his belly. Perhaps as he was too full from dinner, his stomach protruded, as if it was going to explode any moment.

  Gu Jinglian scrutinized him seriously. His eyes, which were similar to his, were still childlike—crystal-clear, watery and bright.

  The area around his eyes were also slightly red. Maybe because he had cried earlier, teardrops still hung onto his eyelashes.

  Initially, he had not particularly observed this child. When his subordinates mentioned that this child resembled him, he did not think much of it. However, upon closer inspection, they were indeed especially similar.

  Baby Chu was just like a carbon copy of his younger self.

  His lips uncontrollably curved upwards, forming a rare smile that felt so unfamiliar to him.

  It was a smile filled with affection.

  Gu Jinglian could not bear to see him cry.

  “Ma Men.”


  “Yes!”


  Gu Jinglian said, “Bring over the toys in the trunk.”


  Mammon frowned, looking reluctant. The corners of his lips twitched as he turned around and brought Gu Jinglian the toys.

  “Coax him.”


  Gu Jinglian instructed again.

  Ma Men’s lips twitched again, showing his reluctance.

  However, despite complaining silently, Ma Men still followed Gu Jinglian’s orders.

  Waving the toy around, Ma Men tried to coax the little boy lying in Gu Jinglian’s arms. Trying his best to make himself sound gentle, he said, “Young Master, look at what this is! It’s Doraemon! Isn’t it cute? Isn’t it adorable?”


  Ma Men’s subordinate really wanted to chime in and say that the cartoon was really outdated.

  Gu Jinglian racked his brains for an idea. After much deliberation, he decided to personally coax this timid little fellow.

  “Good boy. Don’t be afraid. It’s all fake!”


  His words surprised Baby Chu.

  “Huh? Fake?”


  Baby Chu glared at him with tears brimming in his eyes, clearly not believing him. “What about the blood?”


  “That’s ketchup.”


  “Ketchup?”