Mo Yinhe wanted to say, these are two different things, his little brother deserves a spanking right now.
But he didn’t say anything and just ran, because he’d already seen that Dad’s face was off, and whoever stayed would be a fool.
Ye Junsqing wished he could hold Mo Yinhe and give him a good beating for treating his own little brother like that.
He held little Deep in his arms, lovingly pampering him: "Don’t worry, Dad will never leave you hungry. If you can’t speak, that’s okay. Dad has plenty of money, ensuring you can be a wealthy idle prince for life."
At this mont, little Deep, nestled in Ye Junsqing’s arms, unexpectedly opened his mouth: "Pa...pa..."
Ye Junsqing hadn’t reacted yet, still saying: "Even if you can’t speak, you are this country’s precious male treasure. In the future, we won’t be just a national treasure; we can run for President. Dad wants you to beco the most supre in this world. Wait... What did you just say?"
Little Deep’s beautiful big eyes stared at Ye Junsqing without saying another word.
Ye Junsqing doubted his ears might have had issues, unbelievingly looking at his son: "My precious son, did you just speak? Dad isn’t hard of hearing, I heard it—say it again."
Perhaps little Deep felt the fatherly love, his little mouth opened and closed, and he uttered two sounds again: "Pa...pa..."
Ye Junsqing was completely stunned!
Tears directly rolled out from his eyes!
He didn’t bother to wipe them, raising little Deep high with both hands, laughing heartily: "My son can speak, my son is not mute, hahaha, how could my son, Ye Junsqing’s son, be worse than anyone else’s!"
Little Deep bit his thumb, staring at Ye Junsqing as if looking at a silly daddy.
Ye Junsqing wished to throw little Deep high into the air and catch him again, but he stopped his excited behavior, fearing he’d hurt little Deep.
Then, holding his son, he strode into the house, shouting as soon as he entered the living room: "Xingguang, Xingguang!"
Ye Xingguang was in the room helping Bai Lanwu fold clothes and ca out when she heard this: "Here I am."
Ye Junsqing’s expression was like hitting the jackpot, full of joy: "Our son can say papa now!"
"Really?" Ye Xingguang was incredulous.
Ye Junsqing hugged little Deep: "Precious son, quickly say ’Papa’ again for mama to hear."
Little Deep bit his thumb, sucked twice, and two words ca from his mouth: "Pa...pa..."
"Ah!!"
Ye Xingguang jumped excitedly: "Really, he really can speak now. Honey, how did you do it?"
Ye Junsqing wanted to say, this little rascal probably has been able to speak for a while, but just didn’t want to open his mouth. His son, Ye Junsqing’s son, is clever as anything, watching them and Xingguang worry themselves sick, yet just refuses to speak, utterly begging for a spanking!
Ye Junsqing’s fatherly love overflowed for a mont, now he genuinely felt like spanking his son.
Ye Junsqing pointed at Ye Xingguang: "Say ’Mama’."
Little Deep seed unwilling to speak.
Ye Junsqing suppressed his anger, wishing he could scold his son, but quickly changed tactics, earnestly coaxing little Deep: "Your mama cries every night, afraid you’ll beco mute for life. Your mama cries every night in her dreams..."
Ye Xingguang stared, thinking there’s no need to be so exaggerated?
Ye Junsqing gave her a look; Ye Xingguang instantly understood and imdiately wiped her tears, heartbroken: "Junsqing, it’s okay, I can wait. Although I really want to hear little Deep call mama, I won’t force our son, even if it kills ."
"Ma...ma..."
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