185: The Little Lad's Charisma

The Little Lad's Charisma

From as long as he could remember, he was a child without a father.1

He was not bothered at first by the absence of a father figure. His father only existed in his mind. His mother, on the other hand, was very much real and had been by his side, loving and indulging him.

Children were sensitive, so even if the memories were hazy, they could still subconsciously feel their parents' love for them.

Growing up in a single-parent household, he inadvertently invited gossips. His mother had him when she was still studying, and news of her illegitimate child somehow spread through school like wildfire.

Many took this chance to slander her. The girls in school, who were jealous of her, ganged up on her and petitioned for her dismissal.

His mother was suspended from school for half a year because of this.

After much persuasion by Yun Yecheng, the principal unwillingly agreed to let her stay, but she lost the chance to further her studies.

When Youyou became older, he had cried for a daddy then.

He had seen his classmates with their loving parents in kindergarten and was envious of them for having both their father and mother.

That was when he realized the significance of having a man to hold up a family.

If there was no man in it, a household would be despised!

Their pair of single mother and illegitimate child was always getting bullied; he could not forget the shame and despise he had to endure when he was younger.

Oftentimes, his mother would sit by his bed and cry her regrets of keeping him by her side while he pretended to be fast asleep.

"If I hadn't selfishly taken you away back then, you would not be suffering like this and would have a happy life, instead."

With his eyes shut, he felt droplets of tears falling cold on his face.

"She's been enduring all the grievances in silence just to protect me. She thought she can fool me, but I know everything!"

He took a deep breath; his eyes revealed pain and resolve that were unusual for his age.

"Mommy is not strong, so I'll be strong for her! The household doesn't have a man, so I'll be one!"

He gazed up at Li Hanlin as he was saying this and saw the latter looking at him wretchedly, deep in tears.

Youyou was taken back. "Agent Li, why are you crying?"

"Director Yun, you had such a terrible experience; I didn't expect…" he turned teary-eyed again as he replied.

He gave a disdainful look at his agent. "How can a grown-up man cry so much? It's embarrassing."

Li Hanlin was dumbfounded.

"Director Yun, I feel sorry for you!"

Youyou coolly replied, "If you really feel sorry, make sure you take the best pictures of my mommy when she comes out later."

"How…"

Yun Tianyou turned around and looked annoyingly at Little Yichen with his perfect side profile. "It seems that I can't bear to share my mommy with another child," he commented resignedly.

His mother was his and his alone. He was unwilling to share her love to anyone, not even to his father or his twin brother. No one!

Inside the dining hall, the camera flashes would not relent.

Little Yichen was blinded by the glaring lights. They hurt his eyes too much.

He reached his little hands to rub his eyes. His father caught his movement and immediately signaled the assistant to restrain the desperate media reporters.

"No more pictures!"

"Daddy…" Little Yichen suddenly rubbed his chest, his brows forming a deep crease. "My chest is a little stuffy."

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