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  Little Yichen was moved by this story.

  So one time when the weather was cold and Mu Yazhe had returned home and walked into the bedroom, he noticed a small lump on the bed. Thinking that Youyou was playing a prank on him, he walked over and lifted it.

  To his surprise, he saw Mu Yichen in his fluffy pajamas, curled up under the blanket, shivering from the cold.

  The boy was lamenting to himself that the bed was so cold still, even after he had been lying in it for such a long time.

  When Mu Yazhe lifted the blanket, he got a fright.

  The man was even more shocked by the boy’s strange posture.

  “What are you doing?”


  The man asked.

  When Little Yichen heard this, a shy expression immediately appeared on his face. He explained softly, “Daddy, the blanket is cold. I’ll warm it up for you. You’ve worked hard all day. I’ll warm the blanket for you so that you won’t feel cold when you’re under the blanket!”


  With that, he sank into a state of self-satisfaction, hoping that his father would be moved.

  However, he immediately heard Mu Yazhe speaking in a tone that was colder than the bed. “Why didn’t you freeze to death?”


  Then, the man reached out to switch on the central air conditioner as he casually loosened his tie.

  “Get down.”


  “.……”


  At that time, Little Yichen couldn’t have looked more aggrieved.

  When he complained about this matter to Yun Shishi, she tried to suppress her laughter, at the same time expressing her indignation toward Mu Yazhe. She made an all-out effort not to burst out laughing.

  Ha ha ha ha!

  Was there a sillier little boy in this world!

  Instead of switching on the central air conditioner, he actually wanted to imitate Huang Xiang in warming the father’s bed!!

  Yun Shishi almost choked to death.

  — Why didn’t you freeze to death?

  “Ha ha ha!”


  Mu Yazhe’s rhetorical question was a real classic!

  Her heart ached for Little Yichen for a brief moment.

  But only a brief moment.

  By the time Mu Yazhe and Yun Shishi reached home after sending Hua Jin back to the apartment, it was already past six.

  Youyou and Little Yichen usually ended school at 3.30 pm. Upon coming home, Youyou habitually would go to the nearby shopping mall to buy some food. Usually, by the time Yun Shishi got home, a sumptuous feast would have been laid out and waiting for her.

  Today was no exception.

  The moment Yun Shishi stepped through the door, she could smell a tempting aroma.

  She sniffed and broke into a smile at once. “It smells so good! Like braised chicken!”


  Youyou poked his head out from the kitchen and smiled warmly when he saw that she was home. “Mommy, you’re back!”


  He paid no attention to Mu Yazhe, who was standing by the side.

  Then the boy ducked back into the kitchen. Another flurry of blade descending on food.

  The corner of the man’s lips twitched harshly.

  These two little fellows were becoming more arrogant by the day.

  It was as if they only had eyes for their dear mommy and no one else!

  He suddenly felt upset.

  However, who could blame these two little guys for not being attached to him?

  Just imagine, an innocent child warmed his bed for him after learning this from a story told by his teacher. But after all he had done, his father only said: Why didn’t you freeze to death?

  Good heavens.

  Little Yichen’s heart shattered into a million pieces.

  Mu Yazhe felt that this twist was good enough for Yun Shishi to poke fun at him for a long time.

  After Youyou served up the final dish, he told Yun Shishi, “Mommy, uncle just called me. He’s asked us to get on a video call after dinner.”