One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The boy also managed to extract something from this.

That was of Mu Yazhe not having touched Mu Wanrou even once at all.

His heart was relieved.

Should that man really want to get him a half-sibling, he would never acknowledge that child!

Li Hanlin could not help his brows from rising in awe of the boy's wits. "Director Yun, if you didn't explain it, I would really think that your daddy has impregnated someone else!"

Youyou eyed him contemptuously and mercilessly lambasted, "Agent Li, are you comparing mine to your low-level IQ?"

The agent was full of grievances over Youyou's belittling of his intelligence.

Was there a need for the boy's brutal honesty?

Saying that his IQ was low level.

Grief and indignation showed on his face.

His heart was bitter, but he kept quiet about it.

The boy might withdraw his bonus if he revealed his thoughts.

The agent pursed his lips in slight puzzlement still. "If the child isn't Mu Yazhe's, then whose is it?"

"Definitely not yours," the boy coldly snapped.

His agent uttered, "… I know that it's not mine."

"You've got an interesting question there." The little boy looked at him drolly. "In what way should I know whose child is it? Do you think I'm God?"

This agent gleefully clapped inwardly.

This child was not God, after all!

He did not know everything!

It was his heart's turn to feel relieved this time around.

"Director Yun, your mommy is filming a show; don't you want to drop by?" the agent asked.

"Nope. She's working on the night scenes these few days; it must be very tiring for her. After the filming for those are over, I will definitely nourish her health!" The boy then started searching through his mind for nourishment recipes. When his mother returned, he intended to feed her healthy food.

The agent sitting at the side felt extremely envious.

Gee, why doesn't I have such a filial son?

… That was the cold and bitter truth. In fact, he did not have a wife, too.

Once he had a child, he would use this boy as a benchmark in his inculcation of the child on filial piety from childhood to adulthood. He would groom his child to be smart and filial just like this boy!

…

"Boss, based on multi-angle analysis, Miss Yun is displaying jealousy toward you."

Inside the CEO's office in Disheng Financial Group, Min Yu raised his head from a thick pile of psychology books on his table, pushed up his glasses' rim, and pronounced that seriously.

Mu Yazhe, whose back was leaned against his swivel chair, pondered on it for a bit and then looked at him askance. "Really?"

"It probably is," his assistant replied, "because that's what these books say!"

"Read it aloud for me," the man ordered.

The assistant nodded. "'Be the person a man or a woman, when he or she sees his or her partner frequently in the company of the opposite sex, he or she will not help but feel irrational. In psychology, this is termed as jealousy.'"

"Continue!" The boss inclined his head for him to go on.

The assistant hurriedly lowered his head and read aloud the words in the book accordingly. "'Based on several studies about the topic, the following are the criteria of a jealous person: First, it's the lack of confidence in one's self—'No, I don't deserve him,"He's way more interesting than me,"Has better qualifications,' et cetera. Second, another form jealousy is the opposite of that, which is narcissism and selfishness.'"