âI donât want to hear it! I donât want to hear it!â
Mumu screamed while struggling in Xu Youningâs arms. Finally, he threw himself into Xu Youningâs arms and cried loudly.
Xu Youning glanced at Mu Sijue and motioned for him to leave first.
Mu Sijue wanted to have a talk with Mumu, but he thought that he was just a child and that no matter how much smarter he was than his peers, it was hard to calm down when he was emotional.
If he talked to the little guy now, he would probably rub salt into his wounds.
After Mu Sijue went downstairs, Xu Youning carried Mumu back to the room and wiped away the tears on his face with a tissue.
Perhaps because he had found a sense of security in Xu Youningâs arms, his crying gradually quieted down. Finally, there was only the sound of sobs.
Xu Youning didnât ask why Mumu cried so hard. She just said, âMumu, do you still remember that I said that I would love you forever?â
Tears welled up in Mumuâs eyes again. He tried his best to hold the tears back, nodded, and said in a childish crying voice, âI remember.â
âI remember, too, and I will definitely do it.â Xu Youning touched Mumuâs face. âIn the future, when you are sad, think about what I told you, okay?â
Mumu nodded and looked at Xu Youning for a while before whispering, âAuntie Youning, Mr. Mu will send me home in a few days, right?â
Xu Youning touched Mumuâs head and said, âYou canât stay here all the time. Your daddy will be worried about you.â
âWhat about you?â Mumu pursed his lips. âAre you going back?â
â...â For a moment, Xu Youning didnât know how to answer Mumu.
Mumu guessed the answer. Finally, he couldnât hold back his tears, so he cried and asked, âCan I come to see you frequently in the future?â
Xu Youning wiped away Mumuâs tears and said, âOf course, as long as you want to see me, you can do it any time.â
Mumu finally stopped crying and said with a grievance, âI donât like Mr. Mu anymore!â
âHe didnât mean it.â Xu Youning tried hard to help Mu Sijue get a chance. âCan you forgive him first this time?â
Mumu thought for a moment and said, âItâs up to his performance!â
Xu Youning couldnât help laughing and touched Mumuâs forehead. âIâll take you to wash your face. You look like a tabby cat.â
Mumu snorted. âItâs all Mr. Muâs fault!â
While Xu Youning and Mumu were washing their hands, Mu Sijue stood before the stairs on the first floor, looking at the second floor from time to time.
He was wondering if Xu Youning could handle that little guy.
Aunt Zhou came out of the kitchen and saw Mu Sijue alone in the living room. She couldnât help asking, âWhereâs Mumu? Is Youning still asleep?â
âYouning woke up.â Mu Sijue put one hand on the stair railing and turned to look at Aunt Zhou. âI made that little guy... cry.â
Looking at Mu Sijueâs slightly guilty look, Aunt Zhou knew that it was not a simple thing.
Aunt Zhou wiped her hands on the apron and came over. âLittle Seven, what did you do to Mumu?â
Mu Sijue repeated what he had said just now.
After listening, Aunt Zhou said with a sigh, âYou didnât mean it, so itâs not your fault. You probably donât know, but I can tell that Mumu is lacking in maternal love and has no sense of security.â
Mu Sijue was confused. âAunt Zhou, how did you know?â
âThe child has been shouting that he doesnât want to go home, which means that he canât feel safe at his house. Besides, he relies on Youning so much and obviously regards Youning as his mother, which means that he canât get love from his mother at all.â Aunt Zhou hesitated for a moment before continuing, âOr maybe, the child did not have a mother since childhood.â
Mu Sijue frowned and said, âItâs the truth.â
âSo, you just poked his sore spot.â Aunt Zhou said, âGenerally speaking, only under great pressure could a four-year-old child be so sensible. When you were four years old, you were naughty and unruly. Old Mr. Mu also doted on you the most. So, at that time, your father couldnât even control you. Mumu is probably a hundred times more obedient than you.â
If Mu Sijueâs guilt was like a calm lake, Aunt Zhouâs words would be like a big stone thrown into the lake. His guilt constantly rippled, getting bigger and bigger...
This time, he really owed that little guy an apology.
At this moment, Xu Youning took Mumu downstairs.
Although Mumu had washed his face, his red and swollen eyes still revealed the fact that he had cried before. However, he held his head high and puffed out his chest as if he were saying, âEven if I cried, Iâm still the best in the universe.â
âMumu, you and Auntie Youning came down at the right time.â Aunt Zhou waved at him as if she didnât see Mumuâs red and swollen eyes. âIâve cooked the porridge. Letâs have breakfast.â
âOkay!â
Mumu ran down the stairs and rushed to Aunt Zhou like a gust of wind, passing by Mu Sijue.
âOur little Mumu is so obedient.â Aunt Zhou took him onto the chair and filled him a bowl of porridge. âBe careful. Itâs hot.â
Mumu scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew on it. He couldnât wait to send it into his mouth. He chewed and swallowed before giving Aunt Zhou a thumbs-up and said, âItâs yummy. I love you, Granny Zhou!â
Aunt Zhou was amused. She picked up some sauce for Mumu and said, âEat much. Grow up quickly.â
âOkay!â
Mumu agreed very quickly. He scooped up another spoonful of porridge, blew on it patiently, and ate it in one bite. See this, Aunt Zhou was both happy and satisfied.
Xu Youning and Mu Sijue were still standing at the stairs.
Xu Youning said, âItâs up to your performance.â
Rarely, Mu Sijue failed to react. âWhat?â
âI just told Mumu that you didnât mean it and asked him to give you a chance. But Mumu said that itâs up to your performance.â Xu Youning shrugged her shoulders and said, âThatâs all that I can do for you.â
â...â
Mu Sijue suddenly felt mixed feelings.
He had been Seventh Brother for so many years, and he had always been the one who said so to others.
But now, a four-year-old kid actually said that it was up to his performance?
Xu Youning thought for a moment and decided to comfort Mu Sijue, whose authority had been challenged. She said, âIn fact, itâs not difficult to coax Mumu. Itâs just... a little more difficult than to coax you.â
With one hand still on the stair railing, Mu Sijue took a step to his side and blocked Xu Youningâs way with his long arms and body. He looked at Xu Youning gloomily and said, âWhat do you mean? For you, Iâm less challenging than a four-year-old child?â
âItâs normal.â Xu Youning blurted out, âYou are only three years old.â
Mu Sijue narrowed his eyes. âWhat?â
âAhem, nothing.â Xu Youning looked at Mu Sijue seriously. âIâm looking forward to your performance.â
Mu Sijue raised the corner of his mouth and suddenly lowered his voice. âIâm also looking forward to your next performance. Last night, I was very satisfied.â
Xu Youning couldnât imagine that Mu Sijue actually shifted the topic to last night.
âF*ck, is his brain circuit a wavy one?â
She couldnât admit defeat just like that! Never!
Xu Youning also smiled and said in a steady tone like Mu Sijue, âI was also very satisfied with your performance last night.â
âI can perform in that way every day.â After a pause, Mu Sijue added, âAs long as you are âjealousâ and do a good job every day.â
â...â
Xu Youning had to admit that she was no match for Mu Sijue, who was a pervert.
âWhat are you doing there?â Aunt Zhouâs voice resounded. âCome and have breakfast.â
Mu Sijue took Xu Youning over, sat down, and looked at Mumu, who was sitting diagonally opposite him.
The moment Mumu noticed Mu Sijueâs gaze, he immediately lowered his head to drink the porridge.
He didnât want to forgive this bad guy so quickly, humph!
Mu Sijue slowly stirred the porridge in his bowl, and the methods to deal with Mumu flashed through his mind one by one.
He had many methods. He wanted to see how long this little guy could restrain himself.
After breakfast, Mu Sijue didnât go out, but sat in the living room and read a magazine.
Xu Youning was surprised and confused. âDo you have nothing to do today?â
Mu Sijue said lightly, âYesterday, I exerted too much physical strength. Iâm going to take a rest today.â
Xu Youning pondered over Mu Sijueâs words and felt that he was not talking about the exertion in the daytime, but... at night.
She could not help complaining, âWhatâs there to exert your strength?â
Mu Sijue was about to say something when Mumu came over and said, âAuntie Youning, I want to play games.â
âOkay.â Xu Youning handed the laptop to Mumu. âYou can log in first.â
Mumu started the computer game and was about to log in. Mu Sijueâs face changed slightly, and he suddenly snapped the computer shut.
â...â Mumu was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and looked at Mu Sijue indignantly.
âDonât cry!â Mu Sijue first placed a ban on Mumu and said, âI have something to do with this computer. You can play games later.â
âYouâre lying to me!â Mumu immediately exposed Mu Sijue. âYou just said that you were going to have a rest today!â
Mu Sijue had indeed said so a few minutes ago.
Mu Sijue held the computer and didnât know how to refute Mumuâs words.
Aunt Zhou came down from the second floor with a computer and handed it to Mumu. She said, âYou can play with this computer. Mr. Mu is still young. Please give way to him. Good boy.â
âThank you, grandma.â Mumu stuck out his tongue at Mu Sijue, turned on the computer, and skillfully logged into the game.
After returning to the country, Mumu saw that Xu Youning played this game, so he pestered Xu Youning to register a game account for him. With Xu Youningâs help, he had reached Level 90, and there was still a third of the way to the highest level.
In his mind, the highest level meant invincibility!
He would soon be as powerful as Auntie Youning, humph!
The internet speed at the villa was very fast, and Mumu soon logged into the game. He habitually looked at his level firstâ Level 0.
Mumu had thought that he had misread the number. He rubbed his eyes. The upper left corner still showed that his level was zero and that he was a rookie who had just joined the game.
Mumu got angry and looked at Mu Sijue almost subconsciously.
For the first time in his life, Mu Sijue didnât dare to look straight into a childâs eyes. He slightly clenched his fists and put it on his lips, and coughed.
Yes, he had done something to Mumuâs game account. Before dinner yesterday night, he had modified several lines of code, and the little guy had changed from an above-average master to a rookie.
âWoohhââ
Mumu held the computer and kept kicking the sofa with his small long legs. He cried loudly, looking angry and desperate.
Aunt Zhou was stunned. She didnât even know how to coax Mumu.
Xu Youning believed that she knew Mumu well, but this time, she really couldnât figure out what was going on...