Three years have passed, and Rui Hui hasn’t changed at all. Becoming a mother didn’t alter her free-spirited nature. Youyou is just like her.
Diwu Zexuan left the royal family, so naturally, he couldn’t let Youyou keep the royal surna. Therefore, Youyou took after Rui Hui’s surna, Adolf. Since birth, most of his ti has been spent in Germany, influenced by the education of the Adolf family. By the ti he just learned to walk, he was already fascinated with playing with a whip.
Even as a little kid, he was already quite skillful with the whip.
"Hello, my na is Youyou Adolf."
Youyou blinked and turned to look at Tingye.
"Dan Tingye, you can call Brother Tingye."
After Tingye finished speaking, he sized up Youyou and caught sight of his unusually different eyes. He pursed his lips and said nothing.
Compared to Jiang Nan, Youyou was spirited and handso, growing up beautifully. If he wasn’t so rough and competitive, Tingye might have mistaken the little kid in front of him for a little girl.
"If you want to be my brother, you have to be stronger than . Otherwise, I won’t call you brother!" Youyou replied grandly.
His delicate little face was slightly raised, exuding an indescribable confidence.
It was the kind of brilliance that made it impossible to look away, like a sunflower; seeing him was like seeing a little sun.
"The guest room is ready. Let’s wash our hands first, and we can talk about anything after dinner." Qin Youxuan, fearing the two kids would start fighting again, quickly took Tingye by the hand and led him into the living room first.
Youyou swaggered back to Rui Hui’s side and, without waiting for Rui Hui to speak, pulled her along to catch up.
After entering the living room, without needing Rui Hui to instruct him, Youyou went straight to find the butler, "Grandpa Butler, my hands are dirty. Can you take to wash them?"
"Of course, please co this way." The butler saw the delicate, handso little kid in front of him and smiled kindly.
Just as he was about to reach out to pick up Youyou, Youyou took a big step back, waved his little hand, and said earnestly.
"Youyou is two and a half years old; I can wash my hands by myself. I can’t trouble Grandpa, and my hands are dirty. They will make Grandpa’s clothes dirty. That wouldn’t be good."
The butler was surprised at the little kid in front of him. At just over two years old, he was astonishingly independent.
And he was a child who considered others, rough yet thoughtful, not at all as unruly as when he was just scrapping with the little master.
The butler was montarily stunned before pointing to the washroom ahead, "You can wash your hands there. I’ll take you. The floor is slippery, so walk slowly."
"Thank you, Grandpa Butler." Seeing the washroom ahead, Youyou trotted over on his short legs, with the butler cautiously following behind.
"Youyou is just two and a half years old, and you’re not worried?" Qin Youxuan asked as she watched Youyou disappear and glanced at Rui Hui, who was calmly sitting in her seat, ready to eat.
Rui Hui took a slow sip from her cup before glancing at her, "What’s there to worry about? Ever since Youyou learned to hold a spoon, he’s been feeding himself. As soon as he learned how to walk, he insisted on going to the bathroom by himself. Even when he falls, he just gets up on his own and never cries. It’s just washing his hands; no need to make a fuss."
"..."
Qin Youxuan’s cat-like eyes widened in shock, rendering her speechless.
This oblivious streak of Rui Hui’s nature doesn’t just apply to romance; it’s even a blind spot when it cos to raising kids!
It’s a wonder how Youyou survived under her care, so pitiful!
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