The serious yet adorable little look lted the hearts of these uncles and aunties in their thirties and forties, overflowing with parental affection.
When it was Jun Moyan’s turn to speak, the little one tilted his head up, gazing at Jun Moyan with pure and innocent big eyes.
The father and son looked so much alike that seeing the little one almost gave everyone an idea of what Jun Moyan looked like as a child, and their attention was irresistibly drawn to the little one.
Throughout the eting, the little one was incredibly well-behaved, not noisy or restless, not even shifting his little bottom.
Fearing the little one would get bored or restless, Jun Moyan shortened the eting, ending it earlier than planned.
With a word to adjourn, Jun Moyan lifted the little one and stood up.
"This little young master is looking more and more like the Chairman. I rember when he was born, he looked like his mother."
The mont soone said this, the little one imdiately turned his head to look back into the eting room.
But the next second, Jun Moyan carried him out of the eting room and headed towards his office.
The little one kept his eyes fixed on the eting room door.
"Looking like the Chairman, I wonder how many girls he’ll charm when he grows up."
"Hey, our Chairman is so devoted, how could he father a playboy! You’re just talking nonsense."
"The young master’s eyes are uniquely like his mother’s."
"Speaking of which, we’ve only seen the young master in recent years, and not the Chairman’s wife. I almost forgot what she looks like, only rember her blue eyes."
"Ah, thanks to the young master, the eting ended peacefully today. I noticed the Chairman was about to lose his temper, but one look from the young master’s big eyes and he held it in. Did you guys see that?"
"Yes, saw it. The young master is utterly adorable. How did they have such a handso little boy? I’m so envious."
Jun Moyan carried the little one back to the office, attending to his work while keeping the little one by his side.
After returning, the little one seed to have sothing on his mind, his eyes fixed on the office door.
No need to say, it was certainly because of what was said in the eting room about him looking like his mother as a child, which touched him.
For the rest of the ti, the little one was distracted.
Around six o’clock, Jun Moyan finished work and took the little one back to Wu Garden.
After dinner, Jun Moyan took the little one to his own room for a bath.
Qing Yi and Mu Han arrived, and Jun Moyan left the little one in the room and stepped out.
Mu Han gave the dicine brought back from the hospital to Jun Moyan, explaining how to take it and saying they’d observe again tonight.
After delivering the dicine, the two left.
Jun Moyan returned to the room with the dicine, glanced at the little one on the bed, placed the dicine aside, grabbed his laptop, and started watching cartoons with the little one, which he rarely did.
"Daddy, don’t you need to go to the study?" Around this ti, Jun Moyan should be in the study, rarely spending ti with him.
"Daddy’s work is done, no need to go to the study."
The little one said nothing, but was visibly happier.
Around nine o’clock, when it was almost ti for the little one to sleep, Jun Moyan turned off the laptop and poured so warm water.
Seeing Jun Moyan take a bag of dicine and open it, he poured the powdery dicine into a cup.
"Is Daddy sick?" The little one asked imdiately.
"No, Daddy isn’t sick."
"But this is dicine," the little one pointed at the cup in his hand.
"This is for An’an to drink."
"But An’an isn’t sick. Why does An’an need to take dicine?"
"This is health-boosting dicine for kids, it’s good dicine and helps you grow."
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