President, Please Be Careful
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"Why?" Luo Weibing was surprised, "Are you not close to Mu Chen? I heard that Mu Chen was beside you when the accident happened. Technically, he should have the most sadness and guilt.”.

Zhao Youlin was silent for a moment. How could he not understand what Luo Weibing meant? Moreover because of this he could not let Mu Chen know that he was still alive.

He could still clearly remember what happened that day. The bullet came from his partner's direction. He had no chance to investigate the killer.

He must not let the man know that he is still alive. His sacrifice must not be in vain. He must find the main culprit behind the scenes as soon as possible.

Otherwise, Mu Chen and his other comrades would probably follow in his footsteps. “I have my own reasons. Just do as I say.” Zhao Youlin turned around, not wanting to discuss the topic.

Luo Weibing noticed his unwillingness, so he nodded and did not continue. It was already noon when Zhao Youlin returned to the Mu family villa.

Joy was waiting at the door. Her eyes sparkled as she got down from the car and she lunged towards Zhao Youlin cutely.

He immersed himself into his warm embrace. "Mama, you're late." There was a hint of anger in Joy's soft voice that made Zhao Youlin happy.

Prior to this, Zhao Youlin had been frustrated over the fact that a three-year-old was very cautious due to the previous experience of being abandoned by her father and being treated coldly by her mother.

This was because a child his age should be playing, making a fuss and acting funny, instead of being gentle and obedient. If a child does not take advantage of behaving actively at this stage, that window may have passed as he or she grows up.

Therefore, in Zhao Youlin's eyes, Joy was very quiet compared to other children her age. He was too obedient for his own good. In fact, she had to act like a baby like now.

“I hurry home as soon as I finish the case. Sorry to keep you waiting so long, Joy. Come on, I'll give you a kiss." Zhao Youlin crouched down, picked up Joy and gave a big kiss on her cheek.

As soon as Luo Weibing got down from the car, he saw Zhao Youlin carrying a cute child who was fat like pink dumplings.

He was stunned for a moment. He involuntarily whistled and said, “Saudari Lin, where did you get the boy from? She's so cute. I'll make him play with me tomorrow."

Zhao Youlin looked at him furiously. He spat calmly, “He's my son. I'm challenging you to try it.”

Luo Weibing choked. He remembered that Zhao Youlin was no longer the tall and mighty beautiful woman admired from afar in the police force. He was married and recently divorced.

Above all, he already had a three-year-old son! "Wait on! Sister Lin, please stop talking. I need to calm down.” Luo Weibing looked like his illusion had been smashed and retreated.

The feeling was completely different when he saw it with his own eyes compared to when he heard it before.

Zhao Youlin lost count of how many times she rolled her eyes at him that day. He helplessly withdrew his gaze and looked over.

Then, he saw Joy looking at Luo Weibing curiously. He asked softly, "Mom, who is this?"

Zhao Youlin jerked her precious son and introduced him. “He's one of my friends. You can call him Uncle Luo.”

"No way! Stop calling me uncle!” Zhao Youlin's words immediately made Luo Weibing uneasy as she was still engrossed in her own world and found it hard to break away from her.

She rushed in front of them with a swish and cried excitedly, “Call me Big Brother. Brother will be fine!” Zhao Youlin was speechless.