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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nHence, his eyes held a trace of disdain at her words.

nWithout looking at his face, Song Enya went on. “Still, it may not be a bad thing for you to teach him a lesson every now and then. One can’t spoil a child too much, especially boys. If he isn’t properly guided about manners at such an age, when he grows up, there may be a chance that he’ll be like those rich good-for-nothings who only bring shame to their families. With this in mind, I think that what Brother Mu did is right.”

nShe spouted these words thoughtlessly!

nMu Yazhe’s eyes narrowed thinly in discontent.

n“Enxi hasn’t suffered such a grievance before; she is going to need three stitches on her nape. Oh, god. She has an inherent love for beauty. If she finds out about this, all hell will break loose…”

n“Enya.” He flipped the ash off his cigarette and took a final puff before snuffing it on the ashtray. He continued unhurriedly, “Mu Yichen is my son; Mu Yazhe’s son.”

n“Huh?” For a moment, she was unable to read his expression, nor could she fathom what he meant.

n“No matter how bad he is, outsiders have no rights to be overly critical with him.”

n( NovelFull ) The volume of his voice was not very loud, yet it carried a firm and frosty tone with it.

nShe finally returned to her senses with a jolt. Knowing that her words then were spoken out of turn, she became very upset. “Brother Mu…”

nHe regarded her solemnly as he spoke in a frosty voice. “I spoil you because you’re my niece, but it probably got to your head. Still, I hope that you are sensible enough, despite being pampered by everyone since young, to not cross my boundaries.”

nShe almost forgot to breathe. Her expression shifted a few times before she managed to pull an awkward smile. “Brother Mu, I’m sorry. I understand what you mean. I’ve said too much.”

n“You should also ask your sister what she’s done to enrage Yichen.”

nHe moved in front of her. “It is his birthday today, and I’m supposed to be with him. In the first place, I shouldn’t have been with you two. Since this has happened, I’m not entirely happy about it!”

nHe was mad.

nShocked, she rushed to explain. “No matter how willful Enxi is, she will never…”

n“Let this end here; stop talking about it,” he interrupted, irked. Then he bypassed her and left.

nShe knew that something had gone awfully wrong; thoroughly vexed with herself for her infallible attitude, she chased after him right away.

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n“It hurts. Aw…”

nThere were two deluxe beds in the intensive care ward.

nWhen the two children were pushed out of the emergency room, their dislocated joints were already realigned. Yichen’s condition was worse – he needed a cast to secure his dislocated arm in place.

nTheir bones did not fracture, yet their bodies inevitably incurred some bruises. Yichen hit his head earlier in the capsule, so he had a minor concussion.

nIt was not severe; he would recover after resting for a few days.

nThe doctor patiently informed Yun Shishi of certain dos and don’ts, and she listened to him attentively.

nMu Yichen’s face remained taut throughout the reduction process. Even when the hospital staff was repositioning his arm, never once did his brows wrinkle from the pain; he put up a brave front. ( NovelFull )

nYun Tianyou, on the other hand, could not resist the pain, so when he saw his brother staying strong, he could only exclaim at his courage.

nWith him as his role model, despite the pain, Youyou found it too embarrassing to shed a tear. Therefore, he did not wail ceaselessly unlike other children.

nThe doctors and nurses perceived this scene as fascinating.

nUsually, a six-year-old child did not have much tolerance to pain.

nIf other children were to acquire such injuries, they would explode into tears the moment the hospital staff realigned their arms.

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