One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

Only then did he sigh in relief and did he untie the bandage to reapply the medication for her.

His actions were ever so earnest and gentle, and his technique was also very professional. She could not resist shuddering at the cool sensation from her wound.

“Does it hurt?” His nervous gaze lifted.

Her lips pursed in silence, though.

His hands worked nonstop at bandaging her wound. When he was done, he suddenly stood up and turned to leave.

Feeling uneasy, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist at once.

The man froze in his steps, slightly surprised by her action.

“Don’t leave…”

She was scared… really scared…

“Mu Yazhe, don’t leave… I didn’t mean to hurt you with those words…”

Her voice was broken from choking on her sobs. She hugged him even tighter.

“Don’t leave…”

Her helpless and panicky appearance was akin to a boat drifting in the open sea in the middle of a storm.

He sat back on the bed and took her in his arms. His big palm gently caressed her trembling back as he cooed, “They’ll be fine; don’t you be afraid! As long as I’m around, I won’t let them come to any harm!”

“Really?” she asked in half-disbelief. Her worries were still hanging on her face.

“Yes! Shishi, me, you, Little Yichen, Youyou; four of us, not any lesser.”

He hugged her slightly tighter.

She tried hard to hold back her tears and unease with pursed lips, but when she hugged him back and burrowed her face in his chest, she no longer had a hold on her fears.

A heart-wrenching pain tore through him the instant his skin burned from her scalding tears.

With bowed head, he pressed his lips hard against her forehead.

“Don’t be scared.”

All of a sudden, there were sounds of approaching footsteps from outside.

Her head raised in surprise, only to see Mu Sheng walking in with the help of a nurse.

The old man had aged a lot overnight. There was an increased amount of white hair on his head and his facial wrinkles had deepened by much.

He stood at the bedside and looked toward her.

The truth about the identities of Mu Wanrou and Yun Shishi appalled him when he first learned of it. Not only was he unable to believe that he had acknowledged an imposter for his granddaughter all this while, the woman he loathed so much was actually Mu Qingcheng’s biological daughter!

It meant that this woman whom he had thought as an intruder and indecent was the child he had been seeking all these years!

On the other hand, the granddaughter by his side, all this while, was someone who stole the original’s identity!

The truth dealt him a huge blow; he could not accept it at a moment’s notice.

Before he could even see her appearance at Xiangti Walk that day, he actually tried to hit her with his cane in his fury!

Rage, doubt, remorse, and pain… instantly overwhelmed him when he recalled that incident.

He did not know what this complicated feeling was!

Her anger sprang to life at the sight of him. She coolly questioned, “What are you doing here?!”

“I…”

He fell into silence for a moment as he choked on his emotions. His face no longer had the sternness he usually wore and his aged voice had hints of frailty and carefulness. “I’m here to see you…”

He looked at her with undisguised remorse in his eyes.

The more he scrutinized her delicate features, the more he could see her mother in her.

Alike. They were so alike.

From her face, he could easily see Mu Qingcheng’s shadow; her appearance and grace were exactly the same as her mother’s.