The Newlywed's Sweet Honey: Husband, Pamper Me to the Bone!
Chapter 181 My Name is Mu Yuze

Chapter 181: Chapter 181 My Name is Mu Yuze

He finally understood why this child looked so familiar to him. It wasn’t just because he had seen him once before, but also because the child’s features and outline were almost identical to his own when he was young!

And that radiant and innocent smile was exactly like a woman’s he knew!

This child... this child...

Yan Sijue clenched his teeth so hard they made a rattling sound. Even with his usual extraordinary self-control, even in such a setting, he couldn’t contain his emotions!

"Sijue, what’s wrong with you?" Old Sir Yan frowned in displeasure. He was in the middle of talking with Mu Baoyun when he saw his grandson suddenly show an extremely frightening expression, with his lips pressed into a line and his eyes almost spitting fire!

"Mr. Mu," Yan Sijue forced himself to calm down, but his gaze was still fixated on the little boy, "this child..."

Mu Baoyun smiled lightly, "He is my great-grandson."

Yan Sijue squinted his eyes, "I remember you only have two granddaughters. Mu Yixun couldn’t possibly have a child this age... who is this child’s mother?"

Mu Baoyun responded with an "Oh," "You guessed right, this child’s mother is indeed my wayward granddaughter Mu Yiliang, who is also your ex-wife."

Old Sir Yan was also moved, looking at his old friend with surprise and then carefully scrutinizing the little boy again.

Yan Sijue’s face became even more terrifying, his voice hoarse, "Who is his father?"

"That, I don’t know," Mu Baoyun chuckled.

"I know," Xiaoze, who had been play-acting the obedient child, smiled shyly.

Yan Sijue’s brow twitched hard. He leaned down slowly and grasped Xiaoze’s wrist, then said to Mu Baoyun, "Mr. Mu, I’d like to have a few words with him alone, if you don’t mind?"

Mu Baoyun immediately released Xiaoze’s hand and made a gesture as if to say ’go ahead.’ Then, he watched as Yan Sijue swept Xiaoze up in his arms and strode towards a lounge.

Old Sir Yan showed a hint of resentment on his face. If it weren’t for Yiliang, he really wouldn’t want to hand Xiaoze over like this... sigh...

"Bao Yun, this..." Old Sir Yan was so shocked he couldn’t find the words.

Mu Baoyun shrugged, "Let your precious grandson explain it to you later."

Their conversation was away from the crowd, so even though people saw Yan Sijue carrying a little boy away in a hurry, no one knew what had happened.

For the first time, Xiaoze was in his Daddy’s arms, frowning disheartenedly. Daddy’s embrace was too stiff; Mommy’s was more comfortable...

But thinking of Mommy’s situation, Xiaoze couldn’t relax.

Entering the lounge, Yan Sijue forcefully closed the door, then put Xiaoze on the sofa, looking down at him from above with a very grim expression.

Xiaoze struggled to look up at him, "Daddy, let’s skip the dramatic recognition scene and get straight to the point..."

Yan Sijue was violently stunned, staring at him intently, his face nearly bloodless.

Xiaoze sighed, "Daddy, I know you’re shocked, but if I had any other choice, I wouldn’t have wanted to meet you under these circumstances. If Mommy knew, she’d be really angry."

Yan Sijue closed his eyes, rubbing his temples with force.

At this moment, he really didn’t know how to describe his feelings. There was shock, confusion, and joy, but mostly, there was anger!

Mu Yiliang clearly had the child, but she lied to him, saying she had an abortion!

Was there even one truthful word she ever said to him? What exactly had he done to her to make her avoid him like the plague? Clearly, she had given birth to his son but still refused any connection with him. Even when forced to ask for his help, she tried her best not to let him meet this child.

Yan Sijue was almost suffocating from the pain! He really wanted to confront Mu Yiliang immediately, to dissect her heart and see what it was made of!

"Daddy, are you okay?" Xiaoze cautiously asked.

"I’m fine!" Yan Sijue squeezed these words out through clenched teeth, his whole body trembling! He couldn’t control his violent emotions; a destructive urge was almost driving him crazy!

His mind suddenly recalled what that woman had once said to him:

"Could it be you’ve always thought I would have the child and hide somewhere? Am I that sort of person?"

Ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous! What does this current situation count as? Didn’t she say she wasn’t that kind of person?

Xiaoze silently watched his clearly overstimulated Daddy.

After a long time, Yan Sijue finally calmed down somewhat. He opened his eyes and looked at this boy who showed no shyness and greeted him as "Daddy," yet there was still an unreal feeling.

This child... is his son, the child he once looked forward to with all his heart?

"What’s your name?" He paused for a long time before he finally asked, his voice still terribly hoarse.

"My name is Mu Yuze," Xiaoze maintained an especially obedient smile.

Mu Yuze... Xiaoze...

Yan Sijue immediately recalled the nickname Mu Yiliang had once mentioned.

So that’s it!

He gnashed his teeth again, inwardly hating his own carelessness!

"Daddy, if you want to know about me, there’s plenty of time. I’m not going anywhere anyway," Xiaoze said, sitting on the sofa with his little legs crossed, looking very much like a little adult, "But, Mommy’s still not safe! Some questions you might want to ask Mommy directly."

Yan Sijue squinted his eyes while examining his son.

Just now when the boy smiled brightly at him, he had a vague feeling that the boy seemed prematurely mature.

Now, from their conversation, Yan Sijue was more certain of it.

Less than six years old, yet his thinking was so clear, and his speech so well-organized.

"Where did you get your information?" Yan Sijue asked in a deep voice, "Did your mommy contact you when she left?"

Xiaoze shook his head worriedly, "It was Uncle Jason who told me, Mommy, Aunt Xiaoqi, and Uncle Robert have been kidnapped."

"So, you appeared before me, hoping I’d help rescue your mommy?" Yan Sijue’s face was still far from pleasant.

Xiaoze blinked at him, looking particularly innocent, "Daddy, you wouldn’t just ignore Mommy, right?"

Yan Sijue’s mouth twitched.

He suddenly realized, in certain ways, this little guy really inherited the essence of Mu Yiliang!

Truly worthy of being mother and son!

He should retort, but for some reason, after the initial shock, facing this child, a peculiar feeling slowly arose in his heart.

This child is his son, carrying his genes, calling him "Daddy" with every word. Although it initially felt unreal, now more and more, it felt like this title had some sort of magic that was gradually warming up a corner of his heart.