Chu Wuyou tensed up as a shiver ran down her spine. Her breathing became heavier. ‘A debt must be paid,’ she thought to herself.
After all, she had treated Ye Lanchen so roughly last night.
She could not bring herself to look at the scratches on his body thus she closed her eyes.
The corners of his lips curled up into a smile. He suddenly discovered a distinguishing characteristic of this woman – she became more obedient and submissive when in guilt.
He figured this was a good thing.
Simultaneously, over at Tang Zhimo’s room.
The little boy who had just stepped out of the shower was surprised to see an evidently upset Tang Boqian sitting on his bed. However, a smile spread across his face in the next second. “Uncle Tang, you’re here.”
“Hey.” Tang Boqian revealed a delighted smile when he raised his head to meet the little boy’s gaze.
“What happened, Uncle Tang? You were in a daze, looking a little upset?” Perhaps taking after his mother, the little boy Tang Zhimo was also highly observant.
He figured something must have happened when he was taking a shower earlier.
“Your phone rang just now and I picked it up since it was your mother.” The smile on Tang Boqian’s face was gentle, and his tone soft. Although Tang Zhimo was less than five years old, the man knew him well enough to know that the boy was not like his average peers.
Therefore, he treated Tang Zhimo like a friend, without hiding anything from him.
“Huh? A phone call from Mommy?” His little eyebrows twitched into a frown. Would Uncle Tang be unhappy to receive a phone call from Mommy?
Probably not.
“The phone call was made from your mother’s phone, but not by her.” Tang Boqian smiled again upon witnessing the expression on the boy’s face.
“Who was it then? Mommy’s husband?” Tang Zhimo concluded immediately without hesitation.
A hint of light flashed across Tang Boqian’s face upon listening to the boy’s way of addressing Ye Lanchen. In spite of that, he nodded gradually before mumbling a yes.
“How could he do that? Shame on him.” Tang Zhimo had a quick temper although he was just a little boy. Emotions chased over his features in quick succession.
Tang Boqian was not surprised by the boy’s reaction because the latter had always been protective of his mother.
The boy was genuinely furious at this moment. A flurry of emotions stormed across his tiny face as he complained. “So what if he’s her husband? Does that mean he can occupy Mommy every day? So what if he’s her husband? He didn’t allow Mommy to visit us, not even allowing her to see us off to the kindergarten on our first day. So what if he’s her husband? How could he go over the limit and go through her phone behind her back?”
It was evident that the little boy had been holding a grudge against Ye Lanchen for a while now. He seized this opportunity to vent out all his anger at once.
Tang Boqian clasped his fingers around the phone even tighter upon listening to the boy’s rant. A hint of darkness flashed across his eyes beneath the calm expression.
The little boy’s words, like Ye Lanchen, wounded his heart terribly.
The only difference was that Third Young Master Ye did it deliberately, even though this little boy’s casual remark hurt the man even more.
Tang Zhimo’s raging tone, like cold hard proof, successfully explained that being someone’s husband was terrific indeed.
A husband received way better treatment than the birth son.
Not to mention someone not blood-related!!!