Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Yazhe said, “It’s my fault for not fulfilling my duty as a father! However, I’ll be more careful in the future lest the little fellow feels neglected again!”
He then covered her with a thin blanket.
The weather had turned cold and he was worried that she would catch a cold.
He was silently considerate, and she took note of this. She put her arms around his shoulders and planted a kiss on his lips.
“Goodnight!”
…
The next day, when Mu Yazhe got off work, he went to the jewelry store and chose another longevity lock.
When he reached home, he did not pick Yueyao up immediately like he usually did. Instead, he mysteriously carried the gift box and walked into the room.
Little Yichen was playing a game on his phone. He walked over to the boy and saw him operating an exquisite-looking animated figure pushing a tower.
Mu Yazhe had no idea what game this was, but he did not interrupt the boy. When the word “victory” appeared on the screen, Little Yichen turned around and was startled by the man who had suddenly appeared behind him.
“Daddy!?”
He patted his chest in fright. Still sounding nervous, he said, “Daddy, why did you just stand behind me silently? When did you get home?”
“Not long ago! I saw that you were playing, so I didn’t want to interrupt you!”
The man stroked his head and asked, “What game was that you were playing?”
“Okay!” Mu Yichen added, “You won’t know even if I told you! Have you heard of Honor of Kings?”
Mu Yazhe raised an eyebrow. He did not play these games; how would he have heard of it?
The boy put his phone away in the drawer.
Although he usually had a lot of fun playing games, he knew when to stop. When everyone at home was around, he would certainly not be paying on his phone. After all, the only opportunity for the whole family to gather was during night time. Little Yichen only played games when he was bored.
This was the same for Youyou. No matter how busy he was, once Mu Yazhe returned home, he would put down whatever work he was doing.
Mu Yazhe took out a little box from his pocket and opened it to show the boy. Little Yichen stared at his father curiously. Then he saw the man take out a longevity lock from the box and string it with a red cord.
“This is…”
Little Yichen was pleasantly surprised. “Isn’t this the… longevity lock like the one that you brought home for Little Sister yesterday?”
“Uh huh!”
Mu Yazhe continued, “Daddy was careless in the past and forgot to get one for you!”
Little Yichen cast a sidelong glance at him, as though blaming him. Suddenly, his lips curled into a smile, and his eyes were filled with warmth. “Well, at least you’ve made it up to me now!”
He got onto his feet and obediently stood in front of Mu Yazhe. He was now about the height of a man’s waist, but for the sake of convenience, Mu Yazhe had no choice but to get down on one knee before him and tie the longevity lock around his neck.
Once the lock was put on, Little Yichen pinched it between his fingers with a satisfied smile!
“Thank you, Daddy!”
He put his arms around the man’s shoulders and gently kissed the man’s cheek!
Mu Yazhe suddenly had a thought and said, “Little Yichen, I have something to discuss with you.”
“Hmmm?”
“I’m accompanying Mommy for her gown fitting tomorrow! You and Youyou stay at home and take good care of your sister, okay?”
When Little Yichen heard this, he naturally patted his chest, guaranteeing that it was not a problem.. However, when he heard that Mu Yazhe was going to take Yun Shishi for a gown fitting, he was puzzled. “What sort of gown?”