One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

He sat on the bench in a huff. Incensed, he took one look at Yun Na after slapping the bedside table and said, “Let her be! She has no dignity left, right? Since she’s so shameless, she doesn’t need to mend her face! I think she doesn’t want her face or her pride in the first place! There’s no meaning in life now…”

After a short pause, he said with much pain and resolve, “Li Qin, let’s divorce and you can bring your daughter with you! I can’t handle you as a wife or raise a daughter like yours!”

There was a deafening silence in the room.

Everyone was shocked.

His daughter covered her mouth in absolute fright as unabated tears rolled down her cheeks, while his wife’s face crumbled at the mention of divorce.

…

Youyou was reading the newspaper while leaning against the headboard when he heard scurrying footsteps drawing near. He had always been on high alert, so without further ado, he threw the newspaper aside and quickly lay down in the bed while sending a signal to his agent through his eyes.

The little lad played dead with his eyes closed; Li Hanlin quickly caught on to his charade and got up to open the door, only to see Yun Shishi and Mu Yazhe approaching.

Director Mu?!

His lips twitched with this unexpected scenario. How did the man end up coming here?

Yun Shishi saw the agent and quickened her steps to peek inside the room anxiously.

This was a normal ward, though under Li Hanlin’s special arrangement, no other patients shared this room with Yun Tianyou.

Inside the spacious ward, Youyou was quietly lying in the bed next to the wall. His little face was as pale as a sheet of paper, while his lips were dried and cracked. His mother’s heart winced with sorrow at the sight.

She worriedly asked, “How are you, principal? How is my Youyou…”

He pursed his lips, pretending to look troubled and reproachful. “Why are you late? You are such an irresponsible mother! Youyou is in a critical condition; the doctor said that he had experienced similar issues in the past!”

“Yes, this is not the first time, but… this is the first in two years.” Her heart was in a mess as tears pooled at the corners of her eyes.

Youyou was her soft spot. The thought of her son having to endure great pain at such a tender age made her wish she could bear his pain on his behalf.

The agent nodded knowingly. “Er, the sickness will recur if he’s not well cared for. If his condition worsens, he may have to undergo surgery, but I doubt that his young body can withstand that!”

“Thank you! Has he woken up?”

The man regretfully shook his head. “Though his condition is stable now, the child has yet to regain consciousness, but you don’t need to worry much as the doctor already said that his condition is under control with no foreseeable danger.”

“Thank you,” she expressed her gratitude to him and then quickly headed for the bed.

Mu Yazhe was about to enter the room as well when the agent conveniently blocked his way.

The man threw the agent a look of displeasure, his icy expression inquiring for a reason the other had stopped him.

The agent was taken aback at his sharp glare but quickly forbid, “You can’t go in!”

His brows furrowed. Plop! He brushed the agent’s hand aside and took a confident step into the hospital room.

Li Hanlin stood at the door in apparent shock.

The corner of his brows twitched as he gradually came to a realization: The little lad had inherited his father’s charisma at a young age…