Since becoming a father and having a child, Jun Moyan has beco noticeably warr. Previously, he was reticent and rarely smiled, making him unapproachable. He was even more intimidating than when he was the indifferent and emotionless third young master of the Jun family.
Every day, he followed the sa routine of going to and from work, without any personal ti to rest.
Even on weekends at ho, he stayed in his study all day, never allowing himself to rest, constantly finding things to do like a cold machine.
Now, he finally seems to have regained so humanity.
On the sofa, on the table, there are colorful little toys and baby formula napkins everywhere. It no longer looks as neat and clean as before, devoid of any holy atmosphere.
Jun Moyan no longer endures each day as if it were endless suffering. With a child to keep him company, he doesn’t wait silently anymore but instead has sothing to look forward to.
On the sofa, after just feeding the little one, Jun Moyan is now playing with him.
"An’an, say daddy, daddy."
"Say mommy, mommy."
The little one stared at Jun Moyan’s mouth as if trying to make out the words, his drooling little mouth opening and closing, babbling as if responding to him.
It was very cute.
The little one, like his mother, is quite talkative. Even though he can’t speak yet, he never stops making noise all day. Jun Moyan wonders how lively it will be once he can talk.
Will he be like Xiaoguai, always calling him?
He probably will be. At least for now, he’s just like Xiaoguai, always watching him.
Outside the villa, a sleek black off-road vehicle ca to a stop, and Shangguan Yu, dressed casually for once, jumped out.
Before he even entered, he was already shouting impatiently for Jun Moyan.
"Jun, Jun!"
The little one in his arms heard the noise and curiously turned to look outside, glanced back at Jun Moyan, then tugged at Moyan’s clothes with his little hands, seemingly wanting to chat with him.
Shangguan Yu shouted boisterously, causing Jun Moyan to worry that he might scare An’an, yet he couldn’t simply tell him to hush, fearing that might frighten the little one even more.
Jun Moyan glanced at Shangguan Yu, who was coming in still calling his na, then looked down only to find the little one intently watching him, unaffected by the outside commotion and not at all frightened. He couldn’t help but smile.
"Jun..."
As Shangguan Yu strode in and saw Jun Moyan on the sofa, he paused, relieved to see he was fine, but then his eyes landed on the little one in Moyan’s arms...
When Shangguan Yu’s gaze t the little one in Jun Moyan’s arms, he froze, his finger pointing at Moyan stiffening mid-air.
He stared blankly at the little one for a few seconds, uncertain if he was shocked or trying to make sense of it.
Upon realizing that the little one in Jun Moyan’s arms was not a toy but a real, lively baby, Shangguan Yu was dumbfounded.
He looked between Jun Moyan and the baby in his arms, then quickly stepped forward, his hand still pointing as he approached.
Bending down near them, Shangguan Yu’s hand shifted to point at the little one, staring at him as he moved and made noises, opening his mouth a few tis but failing to utter a word.
The little one was familiar with a few people in Wu Garden, especially the daddy who held him all day, but this person was unfamiliar, so he curiously watched Shangguan Yu.
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