Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Yuan Yuan looked at the young child in front of him but he didn’t move to accept.
He didn’t want anything else but his mother.
Mo Ye stood quietly in the corner when he saw that Yuan Yuan was ignoring him and looked curiously at the plane as though he was searching for some button to activate the toy.
He looked at it for a long while but still could not figure it out.
Then, a small hand stretched out to take the toy plane away from him. Yuan Yuan found a tiny handle at the back of the toy plane and pulled on it, then released the plane in his hand.
The toy plane finally flew and it glided for about two to three meters in the air before it finally landed in front of the doorway.
Mo Ye was extremely thrilled, as though he had found some kind of treasure. He rushed toward the doorway and picked up that toy plane, then he hugged the plane as he approached Yuan Yuan once more and examined this young boy who didn’t seem much bigger than him.
Yuan Yuan finally stopped crying but he still refused to speak and sat blankly where he was.
This was enough to make Li Qin elated. She felt as though she could relax now that the child had stopped crying. She assumed that children would only kick up a fuss for a few hours at most and it would get better once he got used to his surroundings.
She walked to Mo Ye, patted his cheek and said, “Ye Ye…” then she pointed at Yuan Yuan and said, “This is Yuan Yuan.”
“Yuan Yuan…” Mo Ye looked up at this grandmother, then at the young boy in front of him.
Li Qin nodded. “Yes, this is Yuan Yuan. He’s your younger brother and from now on, you’ll have to take care of him since you’re older. Do you understand?” Li Qin said seriously.
Now that she thought about it, she realized that with Mo Ye was around, Yuan Yuan wouldn’t kick up such a fuss if he had a companion.
Mo Ye nodded as though he understood her words.
He was thrilled to have a friend in the house and thought that they could play together in the future.
He turned to look at Yuan Yuan and shot him a smile. Then, he stretched out his hand to tug at Yuan Yuan’s sleeve. He wanted Yuan Yuan to get off his seat and play with him.
Yuan Yuan pouted and refused to get off the stool.
Soon, a tall figure appeared by the doorway and cast an extremely long shadow on the ground.
Mo Ye turned and softly said, “Pa Pa,” when he saw he was at the door.
However, he did not run over to ask to be carried for he knew that his father would not hold him. He hadn’t been carried by his father for a long time and only the two maids at home would carry him while the others would not.
He stopped kicking up a fuss because he knew that his grandmother would scold him if he did so, and the maids would ignore him as well.
Mo Yixuan pursed his lips as he stared at his son. He relaxed when he saw that Yuan Yuan had stopped crying. He walked over and bent down to look at him, then reached out his hand to gently stroke his son’s flushed cheeks.
Yuan Yuan turned his head away and refused to speak. He didn’t want to speak to this strange uncle.
Mo Yixuan felt his breath catch in his throat and it was as though something was stuck in his chest that made him breathless.
Nonetheless, he looked at his child with a smile. This child who was both Yan Yan’s and his child and who seemed like an exact replica of him.
“Yuan Yuan…” Mo Yixuan called out the child’s nickname. Then, he took the millet congee that the nanny had specially made for Yuan Yuan.
“How is he?” He asked the nanny, Wang Juan.