The little guy was very sensitive. Besides Mu Yazhe, he was quite distant to everyone else. He was like his father most of the time. They were truly cast from the same mould. His small face was always emotionless. He was taciturn and serious, just like an adult. It was as if he were not a child of his age. He was extremely mature.
When he was three or four, Mu Yazhe often accompanied him. He was just like a little devil; mischievous and always loved to prank. He often teased the maids in the Mu residence – totally a hedonistic little ancestor.
However, for the past two years, work at the Mu Group became more arduous, and Mu Yazhe was very busy and always away. Without his father to accompany him, the little guy gradually became lonelier and quieter day by day. Eventually, he seldom talked anymore.
Sometimes, looking at his small face, Mu Wanrou could not help but be reminded of the young Mu Yazhe. He was also this cold and distant to everyone.
