He had a taste of the petulant nature of this little chap in the past.
The man's almond-shaped eyes curled gayly as he gazed deep into his son's delicate face and gave him a kiss. "Whatever you say!"
Little Yichen had woken up from bed at this point. Rubbing his groggy eyes, he walked to the bedroom door and immediately plunged into his father's arms when he saw him.
"Daddy, welcome home!"
Like two, lazy kittens, the rascals flung themselves on each of his side and took in his full embrace.
Warm and intimate, with the two frolicking in his arms, his gloom dispersed immediately.
Youyou's hand phone rang suddenly.
He took a peek and saw that it was an international call.
He recognized the number to be Hurricane Group's internal communication line and Gong Jie's. The call was connected without delay.
"Master Gong, what can I do for you?"
"Youyou, I have a piece of good news to share with you!"
