Chapter 666
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Hearing this, Mu Yazhe's eyes turned into crescents. He squatted down slightly and held his shoulders.
He quietly looked at the little lad at eye level. There was no need to hide the affection in his eyes.
His thin lips parted slightly as a few words escaped his lips.
"Is it too late now?"
His tone and expression were serious. Yun Tianyou was slightly taken aback and stunned.
"Is it too late for me to dote on you, pamper you, and love you now?" Mu Yazhe could not help holding his little hand and gently massaging the back of it with his fingers.
The little lad's hand was soft and fleshy. It was the softness of a seven-year-old child.
His skin was as white as snow, and the blood vessels under his skin were clearly visible.
His fingertips were adorably pinkish.
It was hard to imagine that this pair of hands had created so many incredible legends.
It was this pair of hands that had destroyed the Pentagon's defense system just a few minutes ago.
His son was a genius!
Even though he was only seven years old, his achievements had attracted the attention of the world.
It was as if a powerful soul was hidden in his small body.
Incredible.
This was his son. He should be proud of him.
He should be extremely gratified to have such an outstanding and talented son.
However, now, as he held his tender little hand, Mu Yazhe felt a sourness spreading in his heart.
His heart ached.
His heart really ached for this child.
No matter how outstanding his achievements were, there was no doubt that he was only a seven-year-old child.
He did not even know how to imagine what kind of childhood he had.
While investigating his background and identity, he also received a thick stack of medical reports.
According to the reports, the child had spent most of his time in the hospital before he was three years old.
Congenital heart insufficiency …
Asthma …
Past respiratory syndrome …
Mu Yazhe squeezed his little hand, the heartache in his eyes overflowing.
Yun Tianyou was stunned for a moment before he slowly withdrew his little hand from his father's.
"It's probably too late, right?"
His brows furrowed slightly as he pursed his lips. "I'm already used to it."
He was strong enough now.
He was strong enough to protect his mommy.
The wealth and power he possessed were more than enough to protect this family.
"Other than Mommy, nothing else matters to me."
With that, he slowly turned around, took a deep breath, and left the study room.
Mu Yazhe's lips curled into a smile as he stared at the man's back.
He could tell that the child yearned for his embrace so much.
That day in the hospital, when she hugged him, her small hands carefully wrapped around his waist and nestled in his embrace. Although it was only for a moment, she was as obedient as a kitten that had retracted its claws.
It was just that he was stubborn and stubborn.
After all, seven years of estrangement was neither deep nor shallow, but there was still a chasm between them.
It seemed that it would not be easy to walk into his heart and make him accept him as his father.
Yun Tianyou was holding a bowl of noodles in satisfaction when she entered the dining room.
The moment she saw him, her gaze instantly changed, and her expression became somewhat complicated.
Yun Shishi asked, "Yoo Yoo, how's Mommy's cooking?"
"Great!" Yoo Yoo clapped his hands and was not stingy with his praise.
The noodles were not burnt, the noodles were not half-cooked, and the taste was not salty or bland. Her cooking had improved!
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