President, Please Be Careful
16

Zhao Youlin quickly returned to her room to take a bath. After putting on her clothes, she took Joy and went downstairs. The maids were preparing breakfast downstairs, and they were surprised to see Zhao Youlin coming down with her son.

He had just chased away a servant who had disrespected him the day before. However, here he was, truly seen hugging the third generation young master.

She had never been close to him before, but she was now in his arms as they went down the stairs. They must be hallucinating.

Yeah, it must be a hallucination! Zhao Youlin was teasing her son when she realized that the people around her were all watching them.

That makes it a little uncomfortable. He returned their gazes, only to see some people looking at him in surprise, and he narrowed his eyes dangerously.

His son had never felt the affection of his parents before. Even the servants had followed their example and treated it as a passing thought.

If not for the old butler who was more or less supportive of his son, he would have long been bullied by others. However, he had decided to treat the child as his own flesh and blood from today onwards.

Naturally, no one would bully him anymore. "Is breakfast ready?" Zhao Youulin's cold voice made the servants who were staring goosebumps, and they instantly regained their senses.

They no longer dared to show any brazen behavior after they recalled how the maid had ended the day before. They all go and do what they should.

Zhao Youlin brought Joy and sat down in front of the dining table. Luxurious dishes were then served from the kitchen, one after another.

Clearly, the waiter who prepared the breakfast did not know about their master's preference. Therefore, they make small portions of various dishes, be it porridge, steamed bread, and so on.

Zhao Youlin swept her eyes at the plate on the table and cursed herself, 'This dirty capitalism is something else. Even their breakfast was so scrumptious.’ Before Zhao Youlin finished cursing herself, she heard a growling sound.

Joy held Zhao Youlin's hand tightly and nodded in embarrassment. Zhao Youlin stopped laughing at him. He got up and gave her a bowl of porridge and began to patiently feed her on the table.

After a few mouthfuls of porridge, Joy looked at Zhao Youlin. Stretching out his hand, he grabbed Zhao Youlin and said, "Mom, you should eat too." Zhao Youlin was stunned.

The smile on her face turned softer, and she replied, “Alright, Mom will eat too.”

The two of them took turns eating their breakfast, and the boy's laughter sounded occasionally. The servants standing beside them could not believe their eyes.

It was as if they had just discovered a new world before their eyes. Meanwhile, the old butler stood in the corner, and his gaze was filled with increasingly complicated emotions.

She wished Mu Tingfeng to marry the woman of her choice so that they could have children and eat as a family while they laughed and talked to each other, just like the current scene.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as he wanted, and it was too late now. Finally, Zhao Youlin and Joy finished their breakfast. The servants beside them hurriedly cleaned the dining table.

At the same time, the old butler walked towards them from his place in the corner while holding the document in his hand. "Miss, young master asked me to give this to you." Zhao Youlin furrowed her brows.

"This is from a husband I haven't seen to this day?" Zhao Youlin received the document calmly. The next moment, he raised his eyebrows while reading the words printed on it.

'Divorce agreement? So, this made the previous owner agitated to the point of suicide by slitting his wrist?!’