One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

Seeing that she was still being angry by herself, Mu Yazhe’s lips could not help but arch into a smile.

Yun Shishi thought that there was a deeper meaning behind his smile. She mistakenly assumed that he was up to no good or that he was unhappy with her delicateness; thus, she quickly put on a flattering smile to probe. “What’s up with you?”

“Nothing!” Rubbing her forelocks with his big palm without restraint, the man asked with a charming smile, “Are you still angry?”

She snorted. “I just wanted to hear you sing. It’s such a small wish, but you wouldn’t even grant it.”

He examined her seriously, seemingly in disdain.

Her face darkened completely. “You must be tone-deaf; that’s why you refused to sing!”

The man raised a brow. “Even if I were tone deaf, I bet I could sing better than you.”

Seeing how she had become morose, the man could not help smiling. He raised his hand and pulled her into a hug. Lovingly rubbing her forelocks, he smiled. “All right! Let’s go home!”

Because of his actions, a smile appeared on the woman’s face. Her heart was filled with sweetness and contentment. This man’s palm was no longer cold as it was before; rather, it was extremely warm!

She was a little fond of his hand’s warmth.

Taking the initiative to hold his hand, she interlaced their fingers tightly.

The man smiled and held her hand back. This action warmed her heart as she chuckled and held onto him even tighter!

Her heart was filled with so much contentment. She thought of how great it would be if this could last forever!

If only time could stop right now while they were holding hands!

…

In the dead of the night.

It was pitch-black outside. Amid this tranquility, the faint evening breeze blew.

Little Yichen tiptoed and opened the bedroom door. As he did so, he craned his neck to listen carefully before he crept back to his and his twin’s shared room.

Yun Tianyou was standing by the window in casual clothes; both his hands were in his pockets.

The older boy walked to his side and smiled. “Daddy and mommy are already asleep.”

“Shh!”

His younger brother cast him a side-eye and ordered, “Go lock the door.”

“Yes!”

He headed over to lock their room’s door.

Youyou pulled open the French window. The two little guys then sneaked out of the villa through the balcony and the backyard.

At the entrance of the villa, Li Hanlin waited in his parked car quietly.

The agent received his boss’s call around midnight to come over; thus, his face was unable to hide the fatigue. He was so sleepy that he let out two to three yawns at a time.

The younger lad opened the car door and sat in the backseat with his brother.

The little lad caught his subordinate mid-yawn and moved his brows. “Agent Li, aren’t you still awake?”

He spoke in a low-pitched voice.

The man quivered at the tone, instantly sitting upright while feigning to be in high spirits. “No! I’m fully awake now!”

“Good that you are!” The kid snorted.

At the side, his brother added, “You can’t drive if you are feeling sleepy.”

The agent broke out in a cold sweat.

These two chaps really did know quite a lot!

“Sir, where to?” asked the man flatteringly as he turned his head.

His little boss languidly leaned against the seat with arms folded across his chest. Looking coldly, he replied, “The King’s Bar!”

“What are you going there for?!” The man only saw his icy gaze and his aggressive aura.

“You are just in charge of driving,” spat the boy.