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The young kid smiled gracefully and snuggled into his mother's arms. His pinkish face looked mature. He had a solemn look of a little adult. He threw himself at his dear mother and said, "Mommy, don't be afraid. Baby will take care of you."

Third Young Master Ye was at a loss as to whether to cry or laugh. His son had nothing but his mother. It was really enviable.

How jealous.

Of course, his wife didn't need her son to support her. He felt embarrassed to talk about it even if they didn't.

Eleven sat at one side, always looking cold as ice. Ye Wei was laughing out loud while lying on the sofa and she raised her eyebrows to tease him. "Both of your parents are unemployed. How can you only take care of one?"

The young kid looked at Third Young Master Ye and thought of it seriously. "Strictly speaking, Daddy and Mommy are not married yet, so I can just take care of Mommy."