President, Please Be Careful
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Zhao Youulin's carefree atmosphere in the morning had been destroyed by the unexpected guests. He immediately brought Joy home.

"Mr ..." As they reached home and put down the items, Joy pulled Zhao Youlin's sleeves.

Back then, Zhao Youlin was packing things. When Joy called, she thought something had happened, so she turned her head and asked, "Joy, what's wrong?"

Joy said nothing. He cried, pointing to Zhao Youlin's arm. Zhao Youlin followed the direction she pointed, only to realize the red marks from the scratches from the bodyguards had turned bruised by the time they arrived home.

"Mom, does it hurt?" Joy looked at Zhao Youlin's arm.

His eyes were glazed over as if Zhao Youlin's bruises were his. Zhao Youlin froze. As she looked at Joy's worried gaze for her, her heart softened.

There is a saying that girls will always be there for their parents, not boys. However, be it a son or daughter, they were equal.

At that moment, Zhao Youlin could not thank God enough for giving her the chance to be reborn and thus pairing her with a very precious son.

In the blink of an eye, tears welled up in Joy's eyes and fell in Zhao Youlin's hands. It instantly made him come to a realization from a daze. Zhao Youlin immediately crouched down.

He reached out to wipe Joy's tears and said, “Joy, be a good boy. No cry. Listen to me." Joy chokes.

He stopped shedding tears. But her tears still piled up in her eyes. She said sadly, "Mom ... hurts ..."

He did not want his son to be weak like his biological mother who was often bullied by others. Although Joy did not quite understand what Zhao Youlin said, she held back her tears.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly tilted his head, and said to Zhao Youlin firmly, “I won't cry. I want to be a man, and I'll protect you in the future". The world of children is quite simple. As Joy recalled the scene of Zhao Youlin beating up people, Joy felt an inexplicable sense of excitement and pride.

However, the moment he saw the bruise on Zhao Youlin's arm, his excitement and pride completely dissipated, leaving only sorrow and regret for his mother's injuries. Zhao Youlin was shocked once again.

He never expected a three-year-old would say such a thing. After a moment of worry, he felt relieved as well as surprised.

"good. I'll wait for the day when you grow up and are able to protect me," Zhao Youlin held Joy's face and gently gave her a kiss.

Meanwhile, Joy remembers bruising on her arm. He held her arm and refused to let go. She cried pitifully, "Mom, painful ..." Zhao Youlin smiled.

She reached out her hand to Joy and said, "Joy, if you blow it for me, I won't feel any more pain."

Joy's eyes sparkled. He pursed his lips and blew a bruise on Zhao Youlin's arm. He blew so hard that the bruise on his mother's arm soon faded.

“Alright, I need to clean myself up and then prepare something good for you, Joy,” After Joy exploded for some time, Zhao Youlin stroked her head, got up, and continued packing.

A short interlude like this had comforted them a little after their personal lives were attacked by uninvited guests before. On the other hand, the members of the Zhao family home were not as lucky as they were…