One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

"Daddy, let me carry her again! I haven't seen enough of Little Sister!"

Mu Yazhe nodded, but before Youyou could take over the baby, she wrinkled her nose and burst into tears again!

Youyou instinctively retracted his hand and retreated to the side. He stared at her innocently, and thought that he must have done something wrong. He looked rather lost as he stood there pinching the corner of his shirt!

"I…"

Mu Yazhe looked at Youyou's expression and, for some reason, felt his heart ache. He immediately tried to make the boy feel better, saying, "It's because your little sister wants to sleep!"

"Is that so?"

Youyou, however, still felt sad. His sister did not seem to like him much!

Little Sister was fine when Little Yichen carried her; she was fine when Daddy carried her. But why did she cry so badly when it was his turn?!

He felt sad, dejected, and a little disappointed. He sat by the window and watched helplessly. His heart ached so much that his eyes started to redden!

Mu Yazhe finally managed to put his sister to sleep and placed her into the crib. Little Yichen leaned on the bed and watched, but Youyou did not dare to go near. He watched from afar, afraid that his sister would start crying again if he went near!

Gong Jie and Hua Jin knocked on the door and walked in. Hua Jin was holding a lunch box in his hand as he said, "Meal time!"

During this period when Yun Shishi had been hospitalized, Hua Jin and Gong Jie were at the hospital every day. Yun Shishi's meals were all prepared by Auntie Yue. Tonight, she had specially cooked white carp soup, claiming that it would improve the circulation of the spleen and expression of breast milk.

She drank it for two consecutive days and did not feel that it made any difference, but the fact was that the saying existed.

Of course, for Mu Yazhe, Gong Jie, and the others, they had to sort out their own meals.

Under normal circumstances, Mu Yazhe would not leave Yun Shishi's bedside, and when Gong Jie and Hua Jin went out for a meal, they would return with fast food for him. Sometimes, they would bring him a lunch bento, and sometimes, Hua Jin would cook.

Hua Jin had decent culinary skills, even Mu Yazhe had to acknowledge that so he sometimes would take the initiative to request for the man's cooking.

Youyou sat at the table gloomily. Holding his chopsticks, he looked at the sumptuous dishes but had no appetite.

When Gong Jie saw this, he could not help but tapped the boy on his nose. "What's wrong? Why do you look so unhappy?!"

"Uncle, does Little Sister cry when you carry her?"

Gong Jie was rather thrown off by the question and raised his brows, saying, "No. Yueyao doesn't cry much and especially likes to smile… Why are you asking this?"

The boy continued with another question. "What about Uncle Hua Jin?"

Hua Jin raised his hands to clutch his own face. "I… I haven't tried carrying her."

He wanted to carry the baby too, but the two men Mu Yazhe and Gong Jie, simply wouldn't let him.

Youyou felt even more dejected now.

"Little Sister cries really hard whenever I try to carry her!"

Hua Jin said, "Isn't it normal for little babies to cry and throw tantrums?"

"But they say that Little Sister loves to smile and rarely cries! Why does she cry whenever I try to carry her?"

Gong Jie ran his hand over his round face and said, "Try again next time! Maybe little sister is tired and wants to sleep! Babies at this age love to sleep. Don't overthink things, okay?"

"Okay!"

Youyou initially thought that this was just a coincidence, so he did not think too much about it.

However, he did not expect this situation to repeat!

The next day, after Youyou arrived at the hospital, he waited till Auntie Yue had changed the little one's diaper. Then he walked over and insisted again that he wanted to carry his little sister.

Seeing how persistent he was, Mu Yazhe, of course, understood the boy. Hence, he nodded.