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"he's good."

"If Zhou Yi is here, don't cry; if Zhou Yi is gone, cry loudly."

Upon hearing Ren Chen's concise and to-the-point words, Sheng Mingying was immediately filled with mixed feelings.

Zhou Yi wasn't exactly a desirable catch, nor was she related to him by blood, but Yu Yu just couldn't live without him.

Apart from Zhou Yi, none of them can be led.

This was something that truly saddened her and left her completely baffled.

"It's good that you're alright. You're in Shancheng, and these few days are a critical period for Grandma Zhou Yi. I remember your Uncle Lu is an expert in this field. I'll call and ask him."

"The old man must wake up no matter what. Even if there is only a one percent chance that he will wake up, we cannot let him become a vegetable."

"Ah."

Sheng Mingying gave a few more instructions and then hung up the phone.

Wenren Chen took out his phone and handed it to Aunt Dong.

Aunt Dong took the phone, feeling relieved.

At the same time, I think Wenren Chen is really good.

For a servant like me, the master has gone to such lengths and effort; he is truly a rare and excellent boss.

They are fortunate to be able to stay by their husbands' side.

After the phone was given to Aunt Dong, the little guy started babbling and stretched out his two little hands towards Wenren Chen, clearly wanting a hug from him.

Wenren Chen is not stingy with holding the little one, whenever he has time.

And now, it's clear that he has the time.

He took the little one in his arms, and the little one laughed happily, he couldn't be happier.

Wenren Chen took the little one away, and Aunt Dong could finally rest. However, she still had other things to do, such as tidying up the nursery.

There is a separate room for the little one, which contains all of the little one's necessities.

Soon, Aunt Dong went into the room, leaving Wenren Chen sitting on the sofa with the little one in her arms.

This was the first time Wenren Chen had held the little one without anyone else around.

He looked at the little guy's happy face, as if he had eaten candy, and didn't say anything.

The little guy smiled at him, and then grabbed his casual shirt and started playing with the buttons, getting really into it.

It seemed that the button was better than his toy.

The father and son were silent, and a quiet atmosphere filled the air.

This aura doesn't make people nervous; instead, it makes them feel relaxed and at ease.

Zhou Yi washed up and got ready as quickly as possible, and as soon as she came out, she saw Wenren Chen holding the little one, sitting on a single sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window.

He leaned back on the sofa, his arms gently supporting the little one, who lay comfortably in his arms, playing with the buttons on his shirt.

He didn't speak or stop them; his deep eyes lowered slightly as he calmly gazed at the little one in his arms.

The little one didn't cry, fuss, or move around; he just quietly played with the buttons in his father's arms, being exceptionally well-behaved.

It was summer, and the midday sun was incredibly bright. The light from the French windows was dazzling, streaming in and dominating the space, even bathing the people sitting on the sofa in a warm golden glow. Zhou Yi stopped in his tracks, completely mesmerized.

This scene was quite ordinary, nothing unusual.

But it's so heartwarming.

I felt a warm, fluffy feeling in my heart, as if a ball of cotton had fallen into my heart, both warm and soft.

Wenren Chen raised his eyes.

A white floral cotton shirt, baggy distressed jeans, the shirt tucked in to reveal her incredibly slim waist.

The shirt had a small collar, was pulled over the head, and had one button, revealing her slender swan neck.

Perhaps because she was in a hurry, her collar was a little crooked, but it subtly revealed her delicate collarbone.

It seems that with a little force, that piece will fall with a different color.

Wenren Chen stared at that spot, then slightly raised his eyelids and looked down at that blank little face.

Her usual bun hairstyle was down, and her thick, black hair hung down her back. It seemed that she had just washed her hair, as the strands were still a little damp, but the baby hairs on her forehead were already dry and were playfully sticking up on her forehead.

For convenience, she tucked the hair behind her ears, revealing her clean and fair face. This face was without any makeup or embellishment; it was her most authentic face.

Absolutely genuine.

Even her blank expression at this moment is genuine.

Wenren Chen stared at that face, his eyes no longer moving.

Zhou Yi was bewitched by what she saw in front of her.

It was as if she had unexpectedly stumbled upon a beautiful sight she had never seen before, causing her to stop and stand there, staring at it without blinking.

It seems that this scene will continue as long as one doesn't blink.

The surrounding air grew still, but something seemed to be subtly stirring within that stillness.

It has become different.

It was completely different from the previous quiet.

The little guy sensed it.

He blinked his big eyes and looked up at Wenren Chen, only to see Wenren Chen staring ahead, his deep eyes looking different from usual.

It wasn't the coldness and harshness he showed to his subordinates, nor the composure and calmness he displayed towards his family; it was an expression he had never seen before.

The little guy couldn't understand.

However, his eyes lit up as he followed Wenren Chen's gaze.

Instantly, a happy smile appeared on her little face.

"Ahhh~ Ahhh~"

The little guy took his hands off Wenren Chen's buttons and stretched out his two little hands to Zhou Yi, waiting for a hug.

The moment the little guy spoke, Zhou Yihun returned.

She immediately looked at the little one and saw him reaching out to her, clearly eager for a hug.

Come here quickly: "Yuyu, Aunt Zhou Yi has finished washing up. Aunt Zhou Yi will hug you now~"

What just happened would be extremely ordinary and unremarkable to anyone else, but it was very different for Zhou Yi.

She grew up with her grandmother and had no father or mother. She longed for the love of both parents.

What just happened was very therapeutic for her.

Very moved.

Zhou Yi took the little one from Wenren Chen's arms and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

"I'm sorry, Yu Yu, I kept you waiting."

"But isn't Yuyu very happy when Daddy is holding her?"

The little guy didn't answer her, but his actions told Zhou Yi his answer.

The little body kept snuggling into Zhou Yi's arms, its little hands and legs moving as well, it was so excited.

Zhou Yi smiled: "Yu Yu is very happy with her dad by her side. We should be happy like this, and always be this happy."

Wenren Chen sat on the sofa, watching her hold the little one.

Her slightly wavy long hair swayed gently as she bent over, falling to her chest. Her eyelids were lowered, her thick eyelashes drooped, the corners of her eyes curved upwards, and the corners of her mouth turned up, her fair face full of tenderness.