One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

What this meant was that he was an upstart, and that Gu Xingze was truly from a powerful family?

Qin Zhou, a famous top star manager in Huanyu Entertainment, had top-notch lip service skills; it was as if his mouth was injected with poison, and each word he spouted carried savagery.

When he started to manage Gu Xingze, the latter was still an innocent young boy, but under his influence, he became equally scheming.

Shao Dong was so furious he nearly suffered from internal bleeding. However, what he said was indeed the truth, and there was no way for him to deny it.

Yun Shishi stood in front of the dressing table. The smile on her face froze for a split second. The current atmosphere was truly awkward.

Gu Xingze glanced intensely at him. “You are not fit to compete with me.”

Shao Dong was extremely furious. He was about to speak when he was timely interrupted by an abrupt sound.

“It’s so lively today.” The haughty voice of a woman sounded from beyond the door.

Everyone froze, and, one by one, they looked in the direction of the door.

There, they saw Mu Wanrou, who was dressed in a well-cut black gown, appear in an elegant and grand manner.

When everyone caught sight of the man behind her, all of them were instantly astonished.

The man, who was standing behind her, was in a well-tailored, custom-made suit. With his hands in his pockets, his tall and lean figure gave off an intimidating aura that was like an imperial personage.

He appeared to be very young, just about 25, to others, yet he seemed dignified and extremely mature.

This maturity was simply not skin-deep but was, in fact, bone-deep. Looking at him, a calm and standoffish king, who was setting the world right, came to mind.

When he swept his gaze across the room, with a pair of deep-set and attractive eyes that was hidden under the lights and angular face, he almost stole hearts away.

This man, standing under the dazzling lights, was proud and overwhelming.

Even Gu Xingze’s aura was suppressed by him.

Everyone wore a different expression on their faces.

The beautiful face of Yun Shishi, which was further enhanced by makeup, turned a few shades paler as she tried to reduce her visibility by standing behind Gu Xingze.

Nonetheless, the man found her instantly. A strange glint showed in his eyes, but it quickly vanished, and his eyes regained their tranquility.

A little boy in a suit was by his side. His beautiful hair was neatly combed, and his face showed coldness and arrogance.

It was him… little Yichen!

Yun Shishi occasionally laid her eyes on the child with her lips quivering. She bit her lower lip with force, and when her eyes happened to meet Yichen’s, she hastily averted her gaze.

Yichen thought this to be odd.

This woman was truly strange! Why was there a weird expression on her face when she looked at him?

She seemed to be hiding from him.

The others present wore different expressions at the sight of the child.

Mu Yichen was the little royal prince of Mu Group. Mu Yazhe fiercely protected him even from the most experienced tabloid reporters, so nobody was able to track his trail.

Few people had seen Yichen before.

However, in the industry, there were still rumors that Yichen was not the son of Mu Wanrou and Mu Yazhe.

Mu Wanrou was diagnosed to be infertile, and nothing had worked despite her going around for doctor’s consultations or trying out in-vitro fertilization.

Doctors said that, in this lifetime, she did not have the privilege to bear a baby. Stubbornly going forward with artificial insemination and the pain from it could destroy her body.

She was dispirited but she could only accept reality.

She could only accept that Yichen’s biological mother was someone else.

Although this was a heavily guarded secret, some insiders still managed to leak this piece of information out. Mu Wanrou was, thus, infuriated.

As Qin Zhou and the others looked at the little child, they were only somewhat surprised. In the past six years, Mu Yazhe had carefully kept him away from the eye of the media.