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"Woo woo woo, big brother, I don’t want to leave you. Are you really going to abandon me?" The little one cried harder, nearly gasping for breath.
Suddenly, the young man spoke up, his clenched fists slowly relaxing as if he was conceding.
"Hmm?" Wang Zhaoran looked down at him with interest, adopting a condescending posture. This child had a fiery temperament; without some persuasion, it was truly difficult to subdue him.
The boy lowered his head, biting his lower lip until it nearly bled.
"Come on, I don’t have time to deal with you. If you don’t recognize me, just scram! You’re a nuisance!" Wang Zhaoran feigned impatience, dismissing him.
"Godfather!"
"What’s that? Godfather? I won’t make it hard for you; just bow down!" Wang Zhaoran knew this was the biggest concession the little rascal could muster at the moment. After all, there was plenty of time ahead; he couldn’t push too hard now—after all, a cornered rabbit would bite!
"Godfather! As long as you treat Dog Egg well, I’ll listen to whatever you say in the future! No objections!" The boy declared before starting to bang his head against the ground.
Yu Suihuan sensed trouble. What if he turned around like Yuan Er and caused issues for her mother?
"Don’t see me, don’t see me!" Yu Suihuan chanted in her mind, feeling incredibly awkward. If she had known this would happen, she would have just delivered the gift and left.
"Godmother!"
As expected, after bowing to Wang Zhaoran, the boy turned around and began bowing to her as well.
"Oh no, no, no! Please get up! I’m not that much older than you! Besides, you all misunderstood; I’m not married to your Godfather—we're just friends! Please get up!"
Hearing Yu Suihuan's words, Wang Zhaoran felt a pang of disappointment. Did she really see him as just an ordinary friend?
"Godmother, I know you’re only a few years older than me, but you took in both me and Dog Egg. That means we are bound by fate! Please, Godmother, acknowledge me!"
"Well, if you put it that way, Yu Suihuan really has no reason to refuse," she thought.
"Mother, please acknowledge me!"
As the boy spoke, he bowed his head repeatedly, so much so that the ground was stained red.
Seeing this, Yu Suihuan rushed forward to support him. "Alright, alright! Get up! I’ll acknowledge you!"
If she didn’t agree soon, this child might end up hurting himself.
"Mother!"
The boy stood up, now nearly as tall as Yu Suihuan.
What kind of child is this? Yu Suihuan mused to herself. Well, at least she had gained a big son for free.
"Alright, you all take a break. I’ll come back tomorrow to bring you clothes and food!"
Yu Suihuan was only seven or eight years older than the boy, and it felt strange to be called "Mother."
"Remember to take a bath and clean yourself well!"
After giving one last reminder, Yu Suihuan hurriedly ran off.
Once she reached her small courtyard, however, sleep eluded her. Suddenly having two sons filled her heart with worry.
"Oh dear, forget it! I won’t think about it anymore! Let’s just consider it fate!"
No matter how much she pondered, this was already a reality. If she didn’t accept it, what else could she do?
In an instant, Yuan Zhong’s thoughts transported him back to the modern world.
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