President, Please Be Careful
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Mu Tingfeng watched the pleasant scene that had occurred in the passenger seat, as if nothing could disturb the two in their small bubbles. He suddenly felt a little melancholy, feeling that he should be in that harmonious picture, but now.

Mu Tingfeng frowned at this unexpected thought. Why did he suddenly have this kind of thought?

She had always hated this woman, she did not even anticipate this child and was unhappy when she was born, but now ...

Mu Tingfeng's expression darkened, and once again changed the atmosphere inside the car to become even more gloomy.

This time, Zhao Youlin really felt gloom, she made a sarcastic insinuation in her heart. Why does this man have such extreme mood swings? Why was he suddenly angry again?

Zhao Youlin involuntarily tightened her grip on Joy, fending off the gloomy air.

He was speechless but at the same time, he made a decision, a resolution to always go the other way if he saw this man. She was not afraid that she would suddenly fly out of her grip, but she was still worried about her son's safety.

At that moment, Mu Tingfeng sulked to herself, completely clueless that she had only unintentionally made a mistake.

Xia Zhetao bitterly glanced at the rearview mirror, peering at the big boss sitting in the back seat who started to let out a gloomy air once again.

'Mr President, can you stop being an AC man? At this point, even the heater will not work! After all, it is no big deal if I die because of your gloom, but if it affects the former Madam President and her son, then Madam President will definitely hate you even more!’

Xia Zhetao had always been careful and meticulous ever since she started working as a secretary, and she naturally needed to be very worried about her boss' romantic relationship.

Fortunately, Zhao Youlin was protecting him, so Joy did not feel uncomfortable. After finishing the cake bought by Xia Zhetao, Joy started to get sleepy.

Zhao Youlin glanced at the sleepy Joy, and with a gentle smile, she said, “Are you sleepy? Sleep alone, mom is here.”

Hearing Zhao Youlin's soothing words, Joy's eyelids finally fluttered close as she fell asleep in Zhao Youlin's arms.

Concerned about the child in the car, Xia Zhetao was driving slowly but surely, so when the car reached Zhao Youlin's neighborhood, it was almost 10 p.m.

Zhao Youlin thanked Xia Zhetao and opened the car door, but she immediately shivered when she felt a strong temperature difference.

Zhao Youlin involuntarily tightened her embrace on her son, took a deep breath, and stepped out of the vehicle.

Mu Tingfeng, who kept her focus on women from her place in the back seat, furrowed her brows. Concern flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Youlin closed the car door with one hand, and as she started walking away, she felt a sudden warmth covering her icy shoulders.

Zhao Youlin involuntarily turned around, and it was only then that she saw Mu Tingfeng walking out of the car, wearing only a thin shirt, as for her suit ...

Zhao Youlin looked down at her shoulder and was surprised it was draped over her body.

As Zhao Youlin looked down, Mu Tingfeng quickly returned to the car. Closing the door hard, he growled, "Street."

Xia Zhetao jumped on his chair. He immediately started the car and left.

Zhao Youlin was left behind, standing there carrying her child with a jacket draped over to her. He's feeling confused. This guy was really unexpected.

'Is Mr President ... ashamed?! Geez! I-I.. seem to have found something extraordinary, at this rate will I be able to live until I can marry a woman safely?!’

After a whole night of partying, the old master's birthday celebration was finally over. The handbag that Zhao Youulin left at the Zhao family home was personally sent back to him on the second day, and it was done by the two people he least expected.

The sky outside was clear, and the sun was already halfway up in the sky. It was almost noon.

After the show's struggles last night, she still helps Joy to clean herself up and change her clothes before they go to bed. Both the mother and the child were very exhausted, therefore, although they usually got up early and sometimes went out for a morning jog together, today they did not wake up even at this hour.

When Zhao Youlin woke up, sunlight had already crept through the curtains of her room, shining on her body that was lying on a large bed.

Zhao Youlin moved, slowly opening her eyes while her hands stretched out to block the sunlight shining down on her face. While drowsy, she felt a movement on her waist, so she looked down, only to find her son curled to the side, clinging to his waist tightly like a koala.

Sensing the slightly dazzling sunlight, the boy wriggled uncomfortably while trying hard to hide in Zhao Youlin's arms, hoping to block out the disturbing sunlight.

Zhao Youlin smiled and pulled the blanket, revealing her child's round little head. He reached out to pat her little nose and called out to her gently, "Hey little pig, it's time to wake up."

Joy was still sound asleep, her cute little nose breathing in a steady pattern even with Zhao Youlin's finger poking at her. That makes it really resemble a suckling piglet.

Zhao Youlin laughed amusedly, having an adorable little son really made her feel like she could face all the hardships. As expected, having an adorable little child is a blessing.

"Hey, little pig, if you don't wake up, Mommy will give all the yogurt I bought yesterday to Sparta." Zhao Youlin's piercing finger turned around to squeeze the little nose.

The boy walked slowly due to breathing difficulties, and when he was finally able to breathe freely, the threat from above made him anxious.

No matter with her eyelids struggling to open, she groped Zhao Youlin's body, stuck to her neck and started whining, “No no, I wanted to drink it, Sparta would get a stomachache if she drank it.”

Indeed, only food can attract the attention of culinary lovers! Zhao Youlin was amused and while carrying Joy, she said, "Then, you should take a bath immediately, or Sparta will eat all the delicious food here!"

"Mhm mhm," Joy replied involuntarily while rubbing her eyes groggyly.

Zhao Youlin took Joy to the bathroom, and after the mother and child took a bath, Zhao Youlin made a simple millet porridge while also putting a bottle of yogurt on the table.

Joy stared at the yogurt with wide eyes and gulped with difficulty. Looking at his son, Zhao Youlin was not sure if he should laugh or cry, so he said, "You can only drink yogurt after the porridge is finished, or your little stomach will hurt. You cannot eat muffins if your stomach hurts. Do you want your stomach to go belly up?”

Joy hurriedly shook her head when she heard that she could not eat the muffins.

“Then, be good and eat,” Zhao Youlin said as she peeled the quail eggs and dropped them into Joy's bowl.

Joy's eyes brightened and finally, she stopped staring at the bottle of yogurt.

While the two were enjoying their breakfast, suddenly the sound of the doorbell shocked Zhao Youlin. Almost instantly, his phone rang, so he replied, "Hello, who is this?"

After a while, a familiar voice sounded from the other side of the phone. "Youlin, it's me."