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“Did you see it?” Yu Jinxiao’s voice floated from the backseat, eerily calm.
Although Yu Mingxi was used to his father’s occasional intimidating aura, his little heart still skipped a beat at this moment.
The air conditioner wasn’t on, but it felt as cold as if it were.
Yu Mingxi tugged at his jacket, silently calculating in his head. So young, yet already having to figure out how to deal with adults… Life wasn’t easy.
“Yeah, I saw it,” Yu Mingxi answered quietly.
Yu Jinxiao wanted to explain that it was all a misunderstanding, but trying to explain might only make things worse. Plus, it didn’t seem like leaving a good impression in his son’s mind would be such a bad thing.
The last time Yu Mingxi saw that ugly red banner, his reaction had caught Yu Jinxiao off guard.
That rough, unattractive cloth was something Yu Jinxiao didn’t even want to touch, but it had made his son laugh so happily.
Holding his father’s hand, he had exclaimed how amazing he was.
Gao Zhou focused on driving, while the two kids in the back had already fallen asleep after looking at the photo album.
That left only Yu Jinxiao and Yu Mingxi communicating silently.
“Dad…” After a moment of silence, Yu Mingxi suddenly had a thought. He turned around with some difficulty.
The dim lighting in the car made it hard to see clearly at night.
As fleeting lights passed through the window, Yu Mingxi’s face flickered between light and shadow.
“What is it?” Yu Jinxiao sensed his son had something on his mind.
Yu Mingxi stared at him for a while, then suddenly broke into a relieved, happy smile. “It’s nothing.”
It was as if he had said nothing, yet everything at the same time.
Yu Jinxiao felt something invisible squeeze his heart, only to release it moments later.
He couldn’t even remember the last time he felt this relaxed.
On the way home, Yu Mingxi was glued to his phone. He noticed that online, many people’s attitudes toward his dad had dramatically changed.
After all, the trending topic #YuJinxiaoLateNightAttack# had no actual evidence.
In contrast, the hashtag #YuJinxiaoIsAGoodMan# was filled with photos, donation receipts, and firsthand testimonies from people like the orphanage staff and volunteers.
By 7 PM, Yu Mingxi discovered a new trending topic—
The man allegedly “disposed of” by Yu Jinxiao, Sun Cheng, had just gone live on stream.
This news blew up the internet, with the comment section flooding and the view count soaring into the millions.
【I was killed by Mr. Yu? Haha, come on, don’t be ridiculous! Mr. Yu is such a kind man. Have you guys been watching too many horror movies?】
【No, no, do I look like I’m being threatened? I’ve been at the hospital with my daughter all day, and the doctors, nurses, and even the patients here can vouch for me.】
【People are complicated. If you judge someone based on a few words, that’s too simplistic.】
【Mr. Yu isn’t who you think he is. To truly understand someone, you need to use your heart, not just your eyes. And certainly not rely solely on what you read online.】
Sun Cheng’s live stream went on for almost an hour, and many of his words struck a chord with Yu Mingxi.
He used to think his father had changed, that he wasn’t the same dad as before.
But as Yu Mingxi closed his eyes that night, everything that had happened in the past few days flashed through his mind. He suddenly realized—
Dad was still the same dad.
When they got home at 8:30, Yu Yuanyuan was full of energy after a nap in the car. After her bath, she donned her one-piece plush pajamas and went looking for her brother.
The door to his room was slightly ajar. She pushed it open a crack and saw her brother sitting on the carpet by the bed, with an open box beside him.
Her tiny self crawled sneakily toward him, ready to pounce. But just as her little head peeked out, she saw her brother holding a photo.
In the picture, there was Dad, her big brother, her second brother, a tiny baby… and… and Mom???
Why was Mom in the photo?!
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Dreamy Land[Translator]
Hey everyone! I hope you're enjoying what I'm translating. As an unemployed adult with way too much time on my hands and a borderline unhealthy obsession with novels, I’m here to share one of my all-time favorites. So, sit back, relax, and let's dive into this story together—because I’ve got nothing better to do!