Chu Lingzhi neatly arranged all the toys on the wooden shelf.
Looking at these toys, her mood felt heavy and complicated.
After all, Nangong Yichen was just a five-year-old child.
Even though he had a cold personality and appeared composed, his childlike innocence hadn't faded yet.
Like any other kid, he enjoyed playing with these toys.
Chu Lingzhi turned her head to look at him. He sat alone playing with a tablet, his small figure exuding a sense of loneliness.
That loneliness and silence made her heart ache...
Seeing other people's children cry already made her feel uneasy, but now seeing her own son keeping to himself, her heart truly felt like it was being cut.
Nangong Yehen hadn't spent even ten days with him in a whole year. Over these five years, he must have never experienced a father's love.
Chu Lingzhi continued folding clothes, comforting herself, giving herself encouragement.
Chu Lingzhi, don't lose heart. One day, Yichen will love you like Junyu does, thinking only of protecting you!
After all, meeting her child for the first time in five years, he was bound to feel unfamiliar. Of course, there wouldn't be much communication. If they spent more time together and she used love to influence him, he would surely accept it!
The observant Chu Junyu noticed Chu Lingzhi's emotions but chose not to say anything.
After finishing his apple, he walked to the bedside table, pulled out a tissue, and elegantly wiped his hands and mouth.
"Little old man, you're still playing with such childish toys?"
Chu Lingzhi's hands trembled. Little old man?
She turned around and looked at Chu Junyu. Was this kid calling his younger brother?
Nangong Yichen, who was playing with the tablet, only raised a handsome eyebrow slightly at being called "little old man."
His handsome, fair, and cool face showed no extra expression.
Indeed, Nangong Yichen looked like a little adult, with an elegant, aloof aura that clashed with his pile of adorable toys.
Seeing him so absorbed in playing, Chu Junyu wanted to see what he was doing. He climbed onto the bed and sat down next to him.
Chu Lingzhi thought Nangong Yichen would push Chu Junyu away or kick him off the bed.
Unexpectedly, he did neither. He just gave Chu Junyu a cold glance and continued playing.
This scene looked especially heartwarming.
Chu Lingzhi held Nangong Yichen's jacket, standing there, smiling as she watched them.
Nangong Yichen glanced at Chu Junyu again, a faint glimmer in his clear eyes.
Chu Junyu leaned closer, feeling his warmth. This sensation made him feel a sense of closeness.
Chu Junyu stared at the screen, but inside, he felt the same way.
The two of them sitting so close together created not just a feeling of intimacy but also a special sense of mutual understanding.
Their heads were close together as Nangong Yichen tapped and swiped on the screen.
Chu Junyu watched silently beside him. After about three minutes, Chu Junyu's handsome eyebrows lifted high.
"Little old man, this batch of weapons has poor performance. It's not worth that much money. Are you sure you want to spend that much to trade with them?"
Nangong Yichen's gaze was as deep as Nangong Yehen's. "You understand?"
Chu Junyu smiled elegantly. "I can help you lower the price by thirty percent. You won't lose out."
"Fine." Nangong Yichen didn't refuse. He shoved the tablet into Chu Junyu's hands, then hopped off the bed with his small frame, walked up to Chu Lingzhi, and gave her a deep look. "I need pajamas."
Chu Lingzhi smiled ingratiatingly. "Here you go."
Taking the pajamas, Nangong Yichen headed for the bathroom.