He heard Youyou calling him.
"Daddy…"
He heard it. The boy called him Daddy, and sounded terribly anxious. That was good enough! At least, this proved that his son had never gone away!
Mu Yazhe suddenly put his arms around Youyou from behind and lifted him.
When Yun Shishi saw this, she couldn't help chiding the man, "You're already injured, behave!"
The man replied, "I'm fine. It's just a minor injury!"
He bent over and gently kissed Youyou's forehead. Youyou's face instantly heated up. He awkwardly turned his face away from the man and asked awkwardly, "What are you doing?!"
"Carrying my son." When Mu Yazhe saw his son blushing adorably, he whispered into the boy's ear, "You were so anxious when calling out for Daddy in the plaza earlier on, but now you're acting like you don't care. You never mean what you say."
Youyou looked even more uncomfortable when he heard this. He started struggling and yelling, "Let go of me!"
