Little Ye Yiyang’s sparkling eyes immediately brightened even more than before, dazzling like a vast sky filled with stars, “Really?”
Gu Junzhu nodded as he smiled, “Really!”
This little chap sure was interesting.
He wasn’t anything like he had imagined.
Of course, he also had Ye Yiyang’s data profile in his hands, but all of the information was somewhat vague, so it wasn’t as realistic as seeing the boy with his own eyes.
In his imagination, a little five-year-old chap who understood the calculus of infinitesimals—and made researchers stare at him like they wanted to dissect him for a study—should be an accomplished youngster lacking the youthful vigor of his peers… Er… When applied to Ye Yiyang, perhaps he should use the phrase “mature preschooler lacking a child’s animation”?
The appearance of Ye Yiyang conceived in his mind was a tiny, expressionless intellectual who paid scrupulous attention to details—similar to an unfriendly old professor.
He hadn’t thought that the real Ye Yiyang would be this cute and vivacious. In fact, he was even livelier and more quick-witted than ordinary children.
This was very interesting.
He was very likeable.
At this moment, that clever and lively child was looking at him with wide, beautiful eyes—like he was looking at Ultraman defeating little monsters—and the expression on his tiny face showed surprise but also some confusion and bafflement.
His small hands wrung the shirt on Ye Xingbei’s shoulder with all his might; the expression on his pretty little face was somewhat dazed, like he was dreaming, “Mommy, Mommy… Is this really my… Dad?”
Even when he was speaking, his eyes still stared at Gu Junzhu, not daring to blink at all. As though he was afraid that with a single blink, this person who called himself his father would vanish into thin air.
Observing the look of anticipation and flustered expression on her son’s face in her arms, Ye Xingbei stopped hesitating and nodded affirmatively, “That’s right, he’s your dad!”
Ye Xingbei knew that her own life was no longer complete.
For the rest of her life, she only wished for her son to have a happy and intact life.
She wished for nothing apart from this!
The little chap stared at Gu Junzhu eagerly and his soft, childish voice bore a few notes of uncertainty, “Dad… Are you done with your mission?”
“Yes!” Being stared at with that clean gaze of admiration, Gu Junzhu’s heart softened. He couldn’t help it when the teasing mood that had sprouted in his heart earlier turned solemn.
He stretched his hand out behind him and Gu Chi immediately handed over a paper bag that he had prepared beforehand to Gu Junzhu.
Gu Junzhu opened the paper bag and retrieved a sailboat made out of an ammunition casing from within. Casually passing the paper bag to Gu Chi, he brought the sailboat in front of the little guy’s eyes with a gentle gaze, “Son, this is a gift from Dad. Do you like it?”
“Wah! How pretty!” The little guy’s eyes sparkled and both his hands went to cup that beautiful large sailboat.
Unfortunately, a sailboat made purely out of an ammunition casing was very heavy. Even when he used both his tiny hands to hold it, he still struggled to carry it.
As soon as Gu Junzhu put it into his hands, the sailboat immediately sank towards the ground.
Hence, Gu Junzhu clasped the little guy’s tiny hands together with that heavy sailboat in his palms.
The little guy’s hands were small and soft—so soft that even his heart melted together with it.
The little guy stared at Gu Junzhu with admiration. His eyes were full of worship as he said, “Wah! Dad’s hands are so large! Dad is awesome!”
Ye Xingli, “…”
What was so awesome about having large hands!
My hands are big too!
On usual days, this heartless little creature would always say that “Young Uncle is the best”. But after seeing his father now, his eyes became filled with his dad and not his uncle anymore!
His heart felt so uncomfortable!
N-no, this isn’t right!
Dad?
When did Gu Junzhu become his Xiao Shumiao’s Dad?
Widening his eyes in shock, he looked at his darling nephew, then at Gu Junzhu. It was weird but he actually felt that the two of them looked somewhat similar.
Suddenly, he grew goosebumps and looked at Ye Xingbei in horror… It couldn’t be that Xiao Shumiao was born five years ago after his younger sister stole Gu Junzhu’s seed, right?