One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

With one push, the door opened into a quiet and desolate condominium.

Mu Yazhe followed her into the apartment. As he stepped inside, his face immediately revealed a trace of disdain. He did not like this place even a bit with just a glance; it was too small for him.

However, to Yun Shishi and Youyou, this was already spacious. Comparing this apartment, complete with two rooms and one hall, to Yun Yecheng’s second-hand apartment, this could be deemed as a luxury. Both of them could still have a bedroom, a study room, and a ten-meter hall.

However, for Mu Yazhe, who stood at 1.9 meters, this apartment was a constraining shelter.

His hands and feet felt bound in this little space.

She went straight to the bedroom to get some change of clothes for Youyou.

The hospital clothes were of poor quality. As the child had sensitive skin, wearing those must be uncomfortable. Even though the boy did not complain, she was observant. When she saw those red dots on his wrists, which were evidently caused by his skin sensitivity, her heart ached terribly.

The clothes she got for her son might not be luxurious, but they were definitely of high quality. He was a sickly child from the very start, so she was always careful in anything concerning him.

As she was busy with the errand, the man was left to his devices with nothing to do, so he decided to explore this small apartment out of curiosity.

From the entrance, there was a washroom on the left, which reminded him of a fish tank. He was frowning as he walked in and almost hit his head on the door frame.

The washroom was really too cramped. Within the seven to eight meters of space, there was an old automatic washing machine, a toilet bowl, and a dressing room. He was careless when he walked in and knocked his knee against the washing machine.

He frowned again with great unhappiness and grew more disdainful of this place.

This washroom could be described as smaller than a fish tank because, in the Mu residence, there was a wall-mounted fish tank that was five to six meters in length alone. It was indeed bigger than the washroom.

Was a human less than a fish in this comparison?

He then went into the kitchen. He instantly caught sight of two matching aprons with teddy bear print. One apron was in adult size and another was in kiddy size; both looked chummy hanging like that on hooks. A roster was pasted on the door. He took a peek and saw that Youyou was responsible for cooking on weekdays, while his mother was responsible for their three meals on weekends. The man smiled and found this interesting.

His little baby knew how to cook, then?

That six-year-old child could actually perform household chores. He wondered how the boy’s cooking would turn out.

In the south, there were two rooms lined side by side. One of these was a study room.

He was astonished when he stepped into the room.

There was a fax machine, a printer, and a mahogany study desk with a safe box on top. In addition, there was a pencil case and a thick stack of design sketches. Everything was well-organized.

What he did not know was that everything in this room was set up by Yun Shishi according to Yun Tianyou’s blueprint. It looked like a respectable mini office.

Usually, without his mother’s interference, Youyou was in charge of this room’s cleaning.

He glanced at the design sketches on the table and curiously picked up the sheets. He was stunned when he took a look.

This thick stack of papers was actually a toy design plan?

The lines drawn were skillful and exquisite. Be it the concept or the design itself, the sketch in the manuscript was ingenious. It was clear that this had come from an excellent and professional designer.

He could not wrap his head around this. How did this professional design plan end up in his little lad’s study room?