Xiao long was telling the cook about breakfast when Zhao came there. Seeing Zhao they both greeted him and had their heads down. "You did not arrange the clothes for use?" Zhao asked.

"Sorry, sir. Your suitcases are here. Some new clothes have been purchased. The maid in a while will set up your closets," asserted Xiao long.

"Bring the suitcases upstairs. I have to leave for office early," ordered Zhao. Xiao long nodded while Zhao left for his bedroom. Xiao long told two maids to take the suitcases upstairs and he carried the bags having new clothes in them. Putting the suitcases inside one of the maids said that she would set up the closet but Zhao refused. The maids bowed their heads before leaving.

Zhao putt down the suitcase; opened it and then took out the clothes for him for the office. His phone started ringing. He put the clothes on the bed and went to the small table to answer the call. Seeing his mother's name he cut the call as he did not want to talk with her. His phone again rang- this time his father was calling. "Dad knows that I cannot ignore his call," mumbled Zhao and answered the call.

"Hello, Good morning, dad," greeted Zhao.

"Hm, morning. Not answering Chynaa's call?" Lee Shan inquired.

"Sorry, I was busy so cut the call," Zhao lied to him. Lee Shan hummed and spoke further. "You do not need to join the work for a week. Come home in the noon as we have something to talk to you," stated Lee Shan.

"What do you want to talk about that you cannot tell on the phone?" Zhao questioned.

"Bring Zhu Rui too," saying this Lee Shan cut the call. Zhao looked at the phone and then put it down on the table. "Do not know what dad has to tell this time," murmured Zhao. His eyes then fell on Zhu Rui's who was sleeping soundly. "Does she not want to wake up?" mumbled Zhao and went to her side. He shook her up- 'Wake up! How long do you want to sleep?'

Zhu Rui rubbed her eyes before gradually opening them up. "Wake up, madam!" Zhao said in a sarcastic tone.

"I want to sleep more," said Zhu Rui in a low voice when Zhao pulled away from the blanket. "Madam, in this house you have to wake up early no matter what," Zhao declared to her.

"Will you give me that blanket? I am getting cold because of this nightgown," said Zhu Rui. Zhao gave a smile to her and then threw it on the floor. Glaring at her, he went to the other side, picked casual clothes from the suitcase, and went inside the washroom.

"What is his problem?" Zhu Rui wondered. She saw their suitcases there and got down the bed. She took them towards the closet and started setting up the cupboard. She checked the bags and then found the new clothes inside them. "They should have given this last night," murmured Zhu Rui and got busy in setting up the closet. Zhao came out of the washroom after 30 minutes and saw Zhu was placing the clothes inside the closet. He sat on the bed when a maid knocked at the door.

"Breakfast is ready, sir," said the maid softly. Zhao nodded and told her that they were coming. The maid left from there.

"I am not coming. I have to freshen up and then I have-" Zhao cut her words and said, "who said that you are coming. I did not ask you." Zhu Rui turned and looked at him.

"You cannot avoid me in this house," said Zhu Rui with a smile. Zhao laughed upon hearing that which confused Zhu Rui. After a while, he stopped and spoke, "I will not come home. What will you do then? Will you tell my parents or yours that I am not giving enough attention to you?" He then asked.

"Who asked I will complain to them? I can handle my dear husband in my way," replied Zhu Rui with a smirk. Zhao slightly laughed upon hearing her words. "Do not be so overconfident of yourself. If you are thinking I will fall for you magically then you are wrong," muttered Zhao. He got up from the bed and left the room.

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"Where is mommy?" Sam asked while weeping. Mishi tried calming him down but he did not stop crying. Xian just then entered the room and saw Samuel was crying. He rushed to him and told him to stop crying. But Sam started crying loudly. Xian quickly carried Sam in his arms and calmed him down.

"Mommy will come. Brother Zhan has gone to take your mother. If you will cry like this then she will get upset and will not come home. So, do not cry," said Xian while caressing his back. Sam stopped crying. Xian put him on the bed and then wiped his face off.

"Do not cry, okay. I will cry also if you will start crying next time," asserted Xian. Sam nodded.

"I want mommy," said Sam in a low voice.

"Mommy is coming. Let's get freshen. Mommy does not like dirty boys," said Xian and carried him up again.

"Sam wants to take a bath?" Xian asked. Samuel nodded and they both went inside the washroom while Mishi went downstairs to Biyu's room as she wanted some clothes for Sam. Biyu in her room was reading the newspaper and seeing Mishi she got delighted.

Mishi greeted Biyu and asked her if she had Xian's or Mark's clothes when they were kids. "Oh, for Sam right? Of course, I have. Every mother keeps her children's clothes with her. Wait for a second," said Biyu, and got from the bed. She went to the cupboard and took out a small suitcase from there.

Mishi helped her and they put the suitcase on the bed. Biyu opened that suitcase when they saw the kid's clothes. A smile escaped Mishi's lips as she picked one of the dresses. "Ah, this is of Xian when he was 5 years old. He used to love this dress a lot. I recalled my 5-year-old son," said Biyu, and smiled.

"I should make Sam wear this," Mishi said. Biyu gave a nod. "I am also coming. Sam must be crying thinking about his mother," asserted Biyu.

"Xian can take care of him. I am wondering how he is doing that. Sam listens to Xian the most," stated Mishi with a smile when her eyes fell on Xian's childhood photos. She picked the photo up and saw Xian was holding a small trophy in his hand and he was smiling brightly.

"This photo is of his first competition in the school. He came first in a sprint race. He was so happy that day," said Biyu and started laughing. Mishi put down the photo and said, "Mom, it is good to see you laughing. Keep smiling like this." Biyu hummed and told her that they should go upstairs to see Sam.

They both came to the room but Xian was not there. "Xian, are you still inside the washroom?" Mishi asked, standing at the washroom door.

But she did not get any response. She went in and saw Xian was playing with Sam in the bathtub. It seemed with a kid he also turned a kid. Xian's entire clothes were wet while he was giving a bath to Sam. "Xian, what is this? You were supposed to-" She then rubbed her forehead and told him to get off the bathtub.

"Mishi, you go out. Sam and I are coming in a minute," stated Xian. Mishi nodded and came out of the washroom.

"What happened?" Biyu asked as she saw the angry face of Mishi.

"Xian started playing with Sam," said Mishi and sat on the bed when Sam came out of the washroom wrapped in a white towel. Mishi went to him and took him to the bed when Xian from inside told Mishi to give clothes to him.

"Mishi, I am taking Sam to my room," said Biyu.

"But mom," murmured Mishi.

"That is because we both forgot to take those clothes here. Come thereafter giving clothes to Xian," said Biyu and took Sam out. Mishi went to the closet and took out clothes for Xian. She knocked at the washroom's door when Xian pulled her in.

"Ahh," Mishi passed a low scream. Beads of water were dropping from Xian's face and hair which made Mishi gulp. "I am getting wet- I mean my clothes are getting wet. Leave me," said Mishi. Xian traced her face with a finger and then put her finger beneath her chin.

"I could not get time to get romantic with my wife," said Xian in a deep voice.

"Xian, Sam must be looking for you. Quickly change clothes," said Mishi when Xian pointed his index finger on his cheek. "Give me a kiss at least," said Xian. Mishi smiled and pecked his cheek. Xian smiled and then released her. Mishi quickly came out of the washroom and sat on the bed.

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