One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

Having slept for so long, he wondered if he could still sleep at night!

Seeing the smile on his face, Youyou seemed to be infected by it as his lips uncontrollably arched up.

Regarding this pair of father and son, these two that were mutually hostile to each other, now was probably the most warm and harmonious scene they shared ever.

Youyou seemed to have accepted him wholeheartedly. Not only was he no longer resistant to his touches, he would even willingly and spontaneously call him daddy. In the past, if Mu Yazhe did not threaten him, he would be unwilling to call him daddy.

“Youyou, can you do a favor for big brother?” Little Yichen suddenly shamelessly joined in; he had a flattering smile on his face.

The younger boy spared him a glance. Seeing the charming smile on his face, there was no doubt that he needed his help!

Even though big brother had a favor to ask from him, he should not agree so easily, right?

Thus, he pursed his lips and replied, “Not helping!”

“Why?!”

The older boy pouted aggrievedly. “Actually, the help I want from you, to you, is really just a very small matter! You can easily accomplish it!”

“I can’t help you for free, too!”

He suddenly rubbed his flat stomach and then harbored an evil smile. “How about this: You treat me to a big meal, and I’ll help you?”

Was eating a big meal not a small matter?

The older twin agreed at once.

“Alright! It’s a deal!”

“Well, say it then; what do you need my help with?”

“He he he…”

As the older kid laughed, he pushed his arithmetic book to him. “Help me solve some problems!”

Yun Shishi was so amused that she broke out in laughter.

These two little guys were just too interesting!

Mu Yazhe, however, was momentarily stunned.

Could he say that he felt humiliated for his older son?

An older brother actually consulted help on some simple arithmetic questions from his younger brother?

The younger twin’s lips twitched violently as he took the arithmetic book from his brother’s hand.

Although his brother said that it was just a few problems, when he opened the book, there were numerous columns of multiplication and division.

In addition to this arithmetic book, there were over ten questions on translating English words.

His older brother studied at Alan Beier Bilingual Kindergarten; although it was just a kindergarten, the teaching style was very strict. The school believed in letting the children win at the starting line, so they were made to learn some elementary school topics.

Hence, whereas the average kindergarten only taught counting and addition and subtraction his school included the field of multiplication and division in their teaching.

Little Yichen found it, tough. After rubbing his head to calculate for half a day, he only got a splitting headache.

For addition and subtraction, he could still use his fingers and count them one by one.

Alas, for multiplication and division, the answers did not come to him even after counting with his toes.

He grumbled, “I hate mathematics the most; it’s not interesting at all!”

The younger boy coolly answered, “What to do? You’re so stupid, and that’s why you can’t solve such simple math problems.”

If he were to see Youyou’s usual extracurricular exercises, he would likely collapse on the desk with a foaming mouth!

The older boy seemed to understand the younger boy’s disdain and contempt as he held his heart in hurt. “Little bro, you despise me!”

“It’s inevitable!”

“Woo…”

He collapsed on the sofa, crying.

His younger brother took the exercise book and swept a glance over the questions.

Everything was outrageously simple.

Little Yichen obediently handed over a pen, but he did not expect for Youyou to fill in the answers almost at once after he received the pen from him.

It was at a speed that left people dumbstruck.