Chapter 211
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This little lad was so mischievous. How could his acting skills be so good at six years old?
It was not that Mu Yazhe was not surprised. In fact, he found it incredulous.
To him, this child was like a puzzle. How capable could a six-year-old child be? An ordinary child of Yun Tianyou's age would only be able to understand a little. The more normal ones might not even be able to speak clearly and would have to count with their fingers clumsily.
He had seen children of his age who were timid when they met strangers. The more timid ones would hide behind their parents.
Smart children like Xiao Yichen were considered gifted and had a higher IQ than ordinary children. Although he was usually cold to outsiders, he was still a child at heart.
However, he would not be as smart as him, who had already learned to speak human language when he met people and ghosts when he met ghosts!
Even to this day, he could not forget how his son had called him by his full name over the phone. His voice did not tremble in the slightest. It was very calm and carried an indescribable coldness and estrangement. This child seemed to already know the identity of his biological father, whom he had never met before, and had even coldly warned him not to provoke his mother.
At such a young age, he was especially protective of his mother. Even the slightest harm done to her by the outside world would be infinitely magnified in his eyes to the point that it was unforgivable.
Six years old … He was only six years old. What kind of earth-shattering things could he do? He actually dared to boast to him, 'Who do you think you are?'
He even said, 'I won't let you off.'
Mu Yazhe was alarmed. It was not that he did not have a childhood. When he was six years old, he was still a mischievous child living in a greenhouse. Although he matured earlier than his peers, he did not surpass them by much.
This child … made him a little suspicious. What kind of mature soul was hidden in this little shell of his?
On the other end of the phone call, Yun Tianyou was sitting in the study room, playing with the toy in his hand. When he heard the light panting from the receiver, he thought that the signal was bad and asked, "Mommy? Mommy, can you hear Yoo Yoo? "
"Yes."
Mu Yazhe spoke in a deep and mature voice.
The moment Yun Tianyou heard his voice, his whole body stiffened as if he had been struck by lightning.
"You … Mu Yazhe?" Once the words left his mouth, it was no longer a childish voice. Instead, it sounded as mature as if two men were having a conversation, facing each other coldly through a microphone.
He frowned in surprise and abruptly stood up from the chair, his fingertips trembling.
"It's me. Why, are you calling me by my name? "
"What else should I call you?"
Yun Tianyou sneered and suddenly questioned, "Why do you have my mommy's phone?"
"Shh." Mu Yazhe smiled. "Your mommy is already asleep. Keep your voice down."
"She's with you?" Yun Tianyou's brows furrowed in shock. It was apparent that he had yet to recover from this fact.
That was quite a shock.
"Didn't I tell you not to provoke my mommy?"
"Last time, didn't you give me a multiple-choice question?" Mu Yazhe kindly reminded him. He was obviously in a good mood as he gave the answer. "I have a choice."
Yun Tianyou stroked his chin and thought for a while.
'Family or enemy, choose one?'
"Mr. Mu, I think you've misunderstood something," Yun Tianyou said coldly. "I regret it."
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