One Child Two Treasures: The Billionaire Chief’s Good Wife

in a vegetarian meal,” the servant faithfully reported.

“Eh! Prepare my things; I’m going out soon.”

“Yes, master.” The servant hurried away to get his stuff ready for him.

When he went up to the second floor, he saw that the door to the study room was ajar.
He pushed it wide open, careful not to make any sound.

As such, Little Yichen, who was immersed in the world of Lego blocks, was not alerted to his presence inside the room.

He sat on the carpet, the messy building blocks before him.
The castle was only half built, and the rest lay in collapsed, the blocks scattered about.

The little lad sat there unmoving with his back facing the door and his hand holding a block.
Looking listless, he stared blankly at the toy blocks scattered about his feet.

His father stood in place and did not go forward.
Watching the little fellow’s forlorn shadow, he could guess that his son was hurting inside.

A child could be sensitive, and this being Children’s Day and his birthday, the boy would be especially sensitive not to have his parent’s company!

The man’s heart ached at the thought.

He had not discovered this particular side of Little Yichen earlier, for the latter was always an obedient and sweet child before him.

Unbeknown to him, his son was aloof when he was not around.
The child hardly spoke and was mostly not reciprocal when he was with others, which was very much like his behavior when he was still a child.
Like him, his son chose to shut himself in and refused to let anyone into his world.

Mu Yazhe slowly walked over to him.

His heart was hurting as he thought to himself, My time with him is just too little!

Little Yichen heard the footsteps behind him and frowned in irritation.

Right now, he was in a bad mood and, thinking that a maid had barged in, made his displeasure known.
“Don’t you know how to knock before you enter?”