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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nSong Enya, eyes opening wide, let out a squeal at the sight of the two VIP tickets in Mu Yazhe’s hand.

n“Eh.”

n“That’s so nice. You and Little Yichen won’t need to line up for any rides. I tried to bid for tickets on their website yesterday, but I couldn’t get any.”

nThe VIP tickets were limited to 200 copies per day. True to their purpose, only those ticket holders could enjoy a truly exclusive experience in the theme park. As such, money by itself, could not easily get one a ticket.

nThe man naturally had his ways to obtain the VIP tickets. He simply made a call on his handphone, and before long, someone from Lezhi Holdings came and passed two VIP tickets over to him.

nHaving met these two siblings, their expenses were now on his tab.

nSong Enya cheekily stuck her tongue out at this realization. Although she was really elated, she had to act restrained. “Sorry to add on to your expenses and thank you!”

nThe man smiled in acknowledgement. These VIP tickets were minimal expenses to him.

nFeeling neglected, Little Yichen stood sadly on the original spot without moving.

nMu Yazhe was holding his bag in one hand and the little girl in his other arm. Meanwhile, Song Enya was talking to him with a helium balloon in her hand. The three were walking and laughing along as they strolled ahead of him. As he watched them, his heart suddenly hurt for unknown reason.

nThe Song sisters had intruded in his birthday celebration and taken away his daddy who was meant to be with him for the whole day. From being the star on his birthday, he had turned into a lonesome figure, instead!

nNow, he was no longer looking forward to this birthday!

nOut of anger at his father and because he wanted to catch his attention, he purposely slowed down his steps. Soon, there was a considerable distance between them. He was hoping that he could get his daddy’s attention in this way.

nSuch a flimsy hope only served to express his humble and piteous state.

nHis father was also concerned for him. Seeing the boy tarrying and looking distracted, he called out occasionally, “Little Yichen, remember to stay close! There are many people here, so it’s easy to get lost.”

nHe felt more miserable when he heard his father’s reminder.

nStupid daddy, did I walk slow just to hear that from you?

nHe was not looking to receive those words from his father!

nDid he have to make a scene first before he could get a candy?

nIs it because I’ve always been independent and have even undergone special military training that my daddy isn’t worried of me like how other parents do toward their children?

nIs that really the reason?

nHis chest felt stuffy and painful. Despite knowing that his father was only paying lip service to the girl and that he was the one his father loved the most in his heart, but…

nWatching the three before him, he could not pretend to look happy anymore. Gradually, he lost the enthusiasm for the theme park. He hung his head dejectedly as he dragged his feet along behind them; this formed a sharp contrast to his earlier elated and rousing look when he first stepped into this place.

nThis birthday… had turned out to be far dismal than his previous ones.

n“Uncle Mu, I want to sit on the carousel!” Song Enxi pointed to the dreamland-themed carousel with sparkling eyes.

n“Boring!” Little Yichen muttered under his breath with a look of disdain.

nWhat’s so fun about that?!

n“Uncle Mu, come and play with Enxi! Play with Enxi!”

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