living room.

On the sofa.

Wenren Chen held the little one in his arms, while Aunt Dong stood beside him, looking at the little one with a worried expression and teary eyes.

After Miss Zhou left in the afternoon, the young master didn't cry at all. He played when he was supposed to, ate when he was supposed to, and pooped when he was supposed to. He was very well-behaved.

Later that evening, she bathed the young master, changed his clothes, and fed him milk. The young master then fell asleep as usual without making a fuss about wanting Miss Zhou.

But unexpectedly, when the young master woke up, he found that it wasn't Miss Zhou next to him, but her, and he burst into tears.

She couldn't soothe the young master's crying no matter what she did. Finally, the master came over, and she handed the young master to him. Only then did the young master's crying stop.

At this moment, seeing the young master stop crying in the master's arms, Aunt Dong felt very useless.

She couldn't handle things once Miss Zhou left. She couldn't take care of the young master herself and instead had to rely on the master to do so. She felt she could be fired.

Wenren Chen looked at the little one in his arms. After crying, the baby's face, eyes, and eyebrows were all red, looking like an allergic reaction, which was quite frightening.

But as he stopped crying, the frightening red gradually faded.

However, the tear stains were still there, including her wet eyelashes, making her look pitiful.

Wenren Chen remained silent, gazing down at the little one. The little one looked back at him, its wet eyelashes fluttering, then looked around, searching for Zhou Yi's figure.

When he couldn't find Zhou Yi, he pouted and started whimpering.

He didn't cry, but his eyes started to fill with tears. He stared at the closed door and began to sob softly.

His expression tells you exactly what he's thinking.

The little guy wants Zhou Yi, wants Zhou Yi to come back.

At this point, even Dad wasn't very effective.

Aunt Dong thought that after the young master held him, he would gradually fall asleep, but to her surprise, he did not.

Not only did he not cry, but the young master also started whimpering and on the verge of tears.

It seems that if Miss Zhou doesn't return, the young master will cry just like he did just now.

Is it possible that even the master can't handle this young master?

Immediately, Aunt Dong said, "Sir, let me call Miss Zhou and ask her to come back first. Once Miss Zhou is back, the young master will be fine."

The master is very busy and doesn't have time to take care of the young master all the time; it's still Miss Zhou who can do it.

Wenren Chen looked at the little guy who was staring at the door, whimpering, with tears welling up in his eyes, and said, "No need, I'll take him out for a walk."

After saying that, Wenren Chen carried the little guy out the door.

Aunt Dong was stunned.

Sir, shall I take the young master out for a walk?

This seems to be the first time, right?

There was no time to think. Seeing Wenren Chen carrying the little guy out like that, Aunt Dong quickly said, "Sir, please wait a moment. I'll wrap the young master in a small blanket. It's chilly outside, and I'm afraid he'll catch a cold."

Wenren Chen stopped in his tracks, looked at the little guy in his arms wearing a thin nightgown, grunted, and stood there waiting.

Soon Aunt Dong came over with a thin baby blanket and wrapped the little guy up, leaving only his little face showing.

Wenren Chen said, "Let's rest."

After saying that, he picked up the little guy and left the suite.

Once outside, the little guy stopped whimpering. He looked around with wide, excited eyes.

Changes in the blink of an eye.

Those who saw it were dumbfounded.

But Wenren Chen saw no unusual changes in the little guy and walked steadily and unhurriedly toward the elevator.

The little one, nestled in his arms, looked around at the scenery, becoming more and more excited, his excited little body wriggling in Wenren Chen's arms.

If his little hands hadn't been bound by the blanket, he would have been waving them happily long ago.

The father and son left the suite and disappeared shortly afterward.

Inside the suite, Aunt Dong watched the door close, completely bewildered.

Will things be alright if you take the young master out by yourself?

Aunt Dong felt that this wouldn't work; she still had to call Miss Zhou and ask her to come back as soon as possible.

The master cannot take care of the young master by himself.

Aunt Dong took out her phone to call Zhou Yi, but before she could dial Zhou Yi's number, another call came in.

Aunt Dong was taken aback when she saw the caller ID, then quickly answered the phone: "Ms. Zhou, are you coming back?"

"Aunt Dong, is Yuyu crying?"

As soon as the call connected, the two spoke at the same time.

Zhou Yi was stunned.

But she quickly reacted: "Aunt Dong, is Yuyu crying?"

Aunt Dong was getting on in years and was a bit slow to react, but she breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Zhou Yi's words and said, "Yes, Miss Zhou, the young master woke up and didn't see you crying so sadly."

Zhou Yi didn't hear the little one crying on the phone, and subconsciously relaxed, but when she heard Aunt Dong's words, Zhou Yi's heart tightened instantly.

She sat up straight and gripped her phone tightly: "Did Yuyu cry?"

As she spoke, she looked out the window and then quickly said, "Aunt Dong, I'm on my way back. I'll be at the hotel soon."

Aunt Dong was about to answer Zhou Yi when she heard what Zhou Yi said next. Her eyes lit up with joy, and she said, "That's wonderful!"

"The master was just carrying the young master out. I was worried and was about to call Miss Zhou."

"what?"

go out?

Where to go?

Before Zhou Yi could ask, Aunt Dong's voice came from the phone.

"The young master kept crying and I couldn't soothe him, so the master took him away. But the young master still wanted Miss Zhou, and even the master was having trouble handling him. Just now, the master took the young master out and said he was taking him for a walk."

Aunt Dong finished speaking in one breath.

After listening, Zhou Yi finally understood.

Yu Yu kept crying and looking for her, so the husband had no choice but to take Yu Yu out.

Thinking about it, Zhou Yi felt even more anxious.

Yu Yu's crying and fussing probably disturbed her husband, who is busy with work and taking care of Yu Yu, so he was completely affected.

It's my fault; I forgot the time.

With a furrowed brow, Zhou Yi looked ahead and saw the hotel; they would arrive soon.

“Aunt Dong, I’ll be there soon. The master probably won’t actually take Yuyu out; he should be staying at the hotel.”

"Keep an eye on Mr. and Yuyu, I'll be right back."

"Okay, Ms. Zhou."

Zhou Yi hung up the phone and looked at the hotel entrance.

Upon seeing this, she was stunned.

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