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One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

She became a surrogate mother in exchange for over a million yuan. As the esteemed CEO of the most powerful Empire in the capital, he holds absolute power, while she is just an adopted daughter to a family of lowly status. She agreed to bear him his offspring, simply because her adoptive father's business was failing. On the day of her delivery, the elder brother was born healthy, but the younger one was stillborn. Having fulfilled the contract, she disappeared from his sight along with the astronomical sum of money. Six years later, he is still that arrogant and high-profile CEO. When she accidentally gets embroiled with him again – like a canary trapped in his cage, he closes in on her. “Woman, do you think you can escape from my clutches?!" However, he does not expect a little kid to interfere; the boy pompously points his little finger at him and warns, “Mu Yazhe, you’d better leave her alone! She's mine – this baby's woman!” The man is alarmed, simply because the little kid's facial features are identical to his... Tags: Adorable Child, CEO, Sweet Romance, Scheming, Wealthy Aristocrats, Fluff, Two-faced, Child, Rich and Powerful, Treachery

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The Meet-the-parents' Session (7)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Children were naïve and immature to the lad. As such, he would always behave maturely around them and be magnanimous to them.

That did not mean that he would fail to ask about it, though.

Therefore, the man asked, "What happened, son? Tell me about it."

Before the boy could open his mouth, the woman started ranting. "What else could it be? You're his father, aren't you? Your son hurt my boy! How will you give me an explanation for this?!"

Feeling displeased, Mu Yazhe cocked a brow and shot a bone-chilling look at her. "It's rude to interrupt when someone is speaking, is it not?"

The disgruntled woman retorted, "Aren't you asking what exactly happened? Here I am telling it to you!"

"It's my son that I'm asking, not you." He then gave her a bland look. His eyes, though, were as cold and sharp as icy blades. "So don't interrupt us."

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