Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Grandpa, I have yet to marry her, ” he replied emotionlessly.
“What do you mean by that? What of it? She’s still your fiancée – your future wife! Are you trying to make my blood boil?” Mu Sheng choked in his anger and started to cough fitfully. This incited him into uttering expletives, “You are definitely trying to piss me off on purpose!”
“Grandpa—”
He roared in exasperation over the phone, “No more nonsense! I’m giving you 20 minutes to return home pronto!”
Du, du—
The line went dead.
Mu Yazhe’s expression abruptly turned sullen.
…
Yun Tianyou awoke in a sweltering hot afternoon.
Opening his eyes, he discovered that he had unknowingly been moved to another ward.
And a deluxe room at that.
Extravagant furnishings, elegant design, and high-quality equipment – a luxurious environment had actually been created in a hospital ward, which was complete with a lounge, a study room, and a washroom.
He scanned the room, only to find Yun Yecheng sleeping in the accompanying bed. The latter looked exhausted as he huddled in his clothes and let out soft but deep snores.
Having been unable to get a shuteye for two days straight, his grandpa was extremely fatigued.
Why is it him?
He slightly furrowed his brows but did not concern himself with his grandpa and just let the latter continue sleeping.
He did not harbor much resentment toward the old man; he simply thought him to be useless – too useless that his mommy had to suffer so much.
In his opinion, any man who let his mommy suffer was useless.
Were words needed to explain why they failed at protecting someone well?
They were all just excuses.
Still, if his mommy chose to forgive them, he would choose to forget, too.
His stomach growled.
Youyou stroked his tummy. Feeling quite hungry, he got off the bed and trudged toward the lounge in his slippers.
He spotted Li Hanlin sitting upright on the sofa. When he noticed him coming over, he quickly stood up and greeted him respectfully, “Mr. Yun…”
“Mm. Why are you here?”
As he asked this question, his tummy gave off yet another growl.
Li Hanlin looked at him and, with a smile in his eyes, he asked, “Are you hungry?”
“Mm.” Yun Tianyou turned away in embarrassment. He felt that his agent’s smile was a tad too bright. “Did you bring anything to eat?”
“Yes! I knew you’ll feel hungry when you wake up, so I brought over your favorite bento from Fu’s.” Saying this, he brought out a bento and placed it on the table. “Aren’t I a loyal assistant?”
“Where’s my mommy?”
“When I arrived earlier, she’s no longer here.”
He nodded in acknowledgment and rested on the sofa, savoring the bento in elegance. Li Hanlin took this chance to pull out a stack of documents collected during the meetings with the board of directors and passed them all to him.
Youyou received the files and flipped through them. They contained the proposals presented in the meetings; eventually, these would all be handed to him to make the final decision.
He would sign if he agreed to a proposal and would not if he did not.
Sifting through the documents, he eventually stated flatly, “Those trashes waiting for cash to roll in are truly getting useless by the day.”
“…”
Yun Tianyou’s brows gradually formed a tight knot as he continued looking through the files. Suddenly, he flung the documents in his hands away.
They then scattered all over the floor like falling snowflakes.
He stood up and said emotionlessly as he walked toward the French window, “How useless can they get? Why don’t they go lie in coffins now? I’ll kindly burn some paper money for them.”
Li Hanlin fell silent.
What a two-faced person…
The agent thought to himself.
However, this was also typical of the little boy.
“Mr. Yun, these documents…”
