"You can bully whomever you like except for Master Mu; do you understand? Your old man here wants to live a few more years. I finally have a chance to be where I am now, so can you give me a way out at least?" Du Jiayan had a complicated look on his face by the time his father finished speaking.
His mouth would not close from his shock, and then he checked again with his father in a disbelieving tone. "Dad, is that Mu Yazhe… really that frightening?"
"Hmph. I don't know how powerful the Mu family is; all I know is that one step from this man's foot can destroy my entire career!"
Du Boxiong's son went silent.
After showering, Mu Yazhe walked toward the room of the two little lads.
The bedroom was filled with warm air when he pushed the door open.
The electric fan was blowing, without the aircon, and the two little fellows were fast asleep with each of their respective quilts covering them.
The younger boy's sleeping posture could be deemed as elegant, while the older one maintained the same uncouth mannerism, with one leg on his brother's body as he snored away.
The man walked over and saw that Youyou's brows were creased in disdain while asleep.
It might be due to his older brother's disturbing sleeping habit. Both boys seemed to settle with much difficulty.
He reached out a finger and rubbed the little lad's brows until the creases flattened before lowering his gaze and planting a kiss on his forehead.
This was what he had always wanted to do.
Back to those days in the Mu residence, he would do the same for Little Yichen when he finished late in the office, as by the time he reached home, the boy had long gone to bed.
Other than the days when he was away on business trips, he would do this every day without fail.
This time, though, the goodnight kiss for Youyou was late by seven years.
This may not be that late!
He caressed the boy's fringe with loving indulgence and then walked over to his other son's side to kiss his forehead as well before he left the room after.
After the door was closed, the younger boy opened his groggy eyes. He seemed to feel the presence of a tall, broad figure standing by the bed and kissing his forehead before leaving.
Is that daddy…
When he walked into the bedroom, the woman was, surprisingly, not asleep yet. She lay her head against the bedrest and did her best to keep open her heavy lids. When he entered the room, she quickly drew the quilt over herself snuggly.
He closed the door. "Not yet sleeping?"
"Eh." She nodded in disinterest. "I'm waiting for you."
Stunned, the man's lips broke into a faint smile as his heart turned warm.
He walked to the other side of the bed, and as he changed into his pajamas unhurriedly, he told her in a soft tone, "In the future, you can go ahead and sleep if you feel tired. You need not wait for me."
While changing, his athletic body was exposed in the air. His firm and exquisite chest, with its well-defined muscles and perfect abdominal contours, had no fats at all. In fact, his body could compete with a top model anytime!
She could not be bothered with what he was saying as she gawked admiringly at his body.
He could tell instantly what she was thinking in her head and smilingly asked, "Have you stared enough?"
Her attention returned to him with some difficulty. Licking her pinkish lips, she nodded acquiescently. "Yup, I've seen enough!"
He then asked, "Do you want to touch it?"
He was making fun of her openly!
She shook her head resolutely and replied like a sour grape, "What's so great about a good body?"
Curling both her hands into fists, she declared solemnly, "I'm going to persevere in my exercising; I'll lose weight and train up a vest line."