Chapter 53
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Yun Shishi, who was in a deep sleep, had no idea that the man beside her, who was holding her in his arms, was staring at her sleeping face with a knot in his heart.
He sighed helplessly.
He looked at the bruises all over her body and decided to wash up with her.
He got up, carried her into the bathroom, and cleaned her up.
For more than twenty years, he had always been the king in the limelight. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and lived a life of luxury. He had always been very particular and had never served anyone.
Even his most beloved son was left to the nanny to take care of. He had never taken care of anything other than material things.
As a result, his movements were extremely clumsy and he hurt her a few times. Even in her sleep, she still groaned in dissatisfaction like a weak kitten. It also seemed like she was acting coquettishly to him, making a silent complaint.
Women were all delicate, and she was no exception.
Which woman didn't yearn to be doted on and protected in the palm of his hand? However, in her bumpy life, no man had ever truly doted on her.
Seeing her frown slightly, he actually didn't notice that his heart had softened. Even his movements couldn't help but become gentler.
In the meantime, he called for room service and ordered the servants to change the crumpled sheets.
If Yun Shishi was awake at this moment and saw the bedsheets that had been through "war," she would be so embarrassed that she wouldn't be able to lift her head.
When Mu Yazhe carried her out of the bathroom, the bed was already clean and new. He carried her to the bed. The person in his arms was lying on his chest, sleeping soundly.
In the morning, his assistant had sent the clothes over in advance. At the same time, he had also sent a woman's dress. Naturally, it was also expensive.
There was a board meeting in the morning, so he didn't plan to stay any longer.
After changing into an expensive suit, he was once again the elite of Empire, the business tycoon of Disheng Financial Group.
After a night of sexual intercourse, there was not the slightest trace of exhaustion on his body.
Mu Yazhe turned to leave, but he heard a piercing ringtone.
He looked back coldly. He wanted to ignore her, but he heard a ringtone coming from the pocket of her clothes on the sofa. It was ringing non-stop.
The person on the bed seemed to be disturbed by the sound. She turned around and frowned.
It was obvious that the loud ringing had alarmed her.
He frowned coldly and strode over. He took out his phone from his pocket and hung up without hesitation.
A missed call notification popped up on the screen.
The man lowered his head and looked at the missed call with the name "Yoo Yoo". Mu Yazhe slowly raised his brows.
This name clearly sounded like a child's nickname.
A strange feeling surfaced in his heart. Could it be that she already had a child?
On Yoo Yoo's fifth birthday, Yun Shishi bought a children's phone for Yoo Yoo. It was thin and light with simple functions.
In addition to sending and receiving messages, it also had a one-button alarm function. This was so that Yoo Yoo could contact her immediately in an emergency.
At that time, such a phone wasn't cheap. She had bought it so that it could be of use when the child was in danger.
She had always been very willing to pour her heart and soul into the child.
Mu Yazhe was still in the midst of his surprise when his phone rang again.
The words "Yoo Yoo" appeared on the screen again.
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