She could not see Yun Tianyou's face as she was carrying him in her arms, but the little lad's aggrieved sobbing was enough to break her heart.
"I'm so sorry; I'm very sorry! It's mommy's fault for leaving Youyou alone at home! I'm wrong this time; Youyou can punish mommy…"
Mu Yazhe furrowed his brows as he stood beside the bed.
This little rascal might be young, yet he was quite the schemer; he knew how to milk his mother's guilt for all it was worth. Piteous cries incessantly went past his lips, but the eyes he used to gaze at his father were hard and cold. He could not help but marvel at his son's excellent acting.
Yun Tianyou provocatively raised a brow at him. Toward Yun Shishi, though, the child's tone was mushy. "Stupid mommy! How will Youyou bear to punish mommy? Mommy was probably busy, so mommy couldn't go home for two days. Youyou doesn't blame mommy. Still, mommy can't leave Youyou alone again next time; Youyou is really scared…"
