Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
There was not much time left, though. They needed to bring the boy away the morning of the following day!
When Mu Sheng returned to the room, he found Little Yichen standing by the window with his hands in his pants’ pockets. The boy was sizing up the armed personnel outside the house with a troubled face.
His twin was lying in bed meanwhile.
Sensing a disturbance in the room, Mu Yichen turned around warily before a sweet smile bloomed on his face when he saw the old man. “Great grandpa!”
“Yes!”
He nodded with a smile. His gaze then landed on the boy in bed and saw that the latter’s eyes were closed from apparent tiredness.
“Is he asleep?”
The older boy smiled. “Yes! It seems that little brother fell asleep from fatigue.”
After musing for a moment, his great grandpa asked, “How is he?”
The former walked to the bedside and slowly sat down. His brows furrowed helplessly as he lightly placed his hand on Youyou’s. “Little brother is a little indifferent to me. He seems to be afraid of strangers! It’s just that everything here is unfamiliar to him now. He won’t be so estranged once we spend some time together in the future!”
Surprise colored the man’s face.
Somehow, he found the boy strange.
Even though it was indeed Yichen standing in front of him, his temperament seemed inexplicably mature and sturdy. It was unlike his usual naivety at all. In fact, he seemed to be calmer and wiser.
He initially thought that the younger twin’s arrival would be met with antipathy and rejection from him.
Never did he think that the older brother would show tolerance to his twin!
That was unexpected!
He could not resist asking, “What do you think of this little brother?”
“I like him very much!”
With a raised brow and sparkling eyes, the boy gushed, “Great grandpa, I’m very happy to have such a cute, little brother! From now on, I’m a big brother and I’ll take the responsibility to take good care of him!”
“Oh, my… Yichen’s a good boy!” He held his shoulder.
In his blindspot, the boy’s eyes flashed with indifference and disgust for a moment.
He looked up at his elder. “Great grandpa, I’ll turn in for the night first; I still have to go to kindergarten tomorrow!”
“All right! Have an early rest! I’ll accompany this child!”
“Great grandpa, are you not sleeping?” The boy crooked his head in naivety.
The concern in his words pleased the old man. “I wish to accompany him for a little longer! You are a good boy. Go back to your room and sleep first!”
“Yes!”
The moment he left the room and closed the door behind him, the boy’s eyes glinted with coldness.
He slowly put his hands in his pockets but suddenly realized that he had no idea where Mu Yichen’s room was.
His eyes gradually narrowed as he surveyed his surroundings.
Yes.
The real Little Yichen was currently asleep in that bed in that room with Youyou’s clothes on, whereas the one who had just left the room was the real Youyou in his brother’s clothes.
He looked at the long corridor outside the room.
The Mu residence was ridiculously huge.
He suddenly walked to the stairway and gave an order to the servant downstairs. “My room is in a mess. Tidy it up for me.”
“Yes, young master!”
With that, the servant proceeded to climb up to the second floor.
Youyou followed him closely from behind to his twin’s room, only to hear the servant’s puzzled voice. “Young master, the room isn’t messy at all!”
“Get out, then!” he coldly ordered.
