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This was the only feeling Mu Xiaoxi had.

Lin Shumo hurriedly carried Mu Xiaoxi who was on the ground. This brat's pants were also broken, it seemed that he fell quite heavily.

"Mom, don't speak so much. Xiaoxi didn't do it on purpose, and he's in so much pain from the fall."

Lin's Mother looked at the bruises on her white calves. She knew she was being overly concerned about something, so she curled her lips in embarrassment.

"Alright, grandma will take you to buy some clothes first before coming back to eat, okay?" Lin's Mother held his grandson's hand and comforted him.

"En, then what about Xiaoxi?" Hearing that he could wear new clothes again, Lin Yuqian stopped crying. He didn't blame Xiaoxi in the first place, but his most beloved clothes had been dirtied, and he couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Then grandma can also bring Xiaoxi along to buy them. It just so happens that each of you can wear one.

"No need, I'll bring Xiaoxi back first," Lin Shumo immediately rejected this suggestion, "It's better for a boy to not be too delicate."

He said his last sentence in a small voice and left.

It's not proper for a boy to cry over a piece of clothing, and there's nothing to be surprised about.

Hearing Lin Shumo's words, Su Yuyan became anxious, he ignored his own image and scolded his own son: "Little Treasure, what are you doing, isn't it just a piece of cloth? Why are you making such a big fuss over it?"

Lin Shumo already disliked this child a lot, but this disappointing son of his actually did such a thing. Wasn't this equivalent to him pushing him onto someone else's side?

With this roar, the child, who had just calmed down, once again began to sob.

"Aiya, Yuyan, what are you doing? He's just a child. It's not his fault." Lin's Mother quickly covered the child in his arms.

Su Yuyan looked at his son who did not do much, and also lost his temper. Other than his appearance, there wasn't anything else that looked like the people from Lin Family.

Mu Xiaoxi who was being carried out laid on's shoulder and cried.

Mu Xiaoxi was both sad and disappointed that his grandmother had treated him like this.

Maybe because they were related by blood, Lin Shumo's embrace felt like it had magic, and he felt extremely safe as he was hugged by the sky.

Lin Shumo didn't know why, but he felt that the child on his shoulder was feeling especially strange. He patted the child's buttocks and asked: "Brat, what's wrong?"

"Uncle Lin." Mu Xiaoxi purposely dragged his last few words long, with a pitiful special effect.

Ever since he saw Mu Xiaoxi, this brat had always been like a shrewd person. Today, he suddenly became even more pitiful, causing Lin Shumo's heart to ache.

What kind of blow was it that made this little fox so lonely?

"What's wrong?" Lin Shumo's voice carried a gentleness that he did not even know.

"I'm a little unhappy." Mu Xiaoxi's face was downcast, and his voice was not as lively as before.

"I know."

"Then coax me."

"How?"

"I don't know either …"

The father and son duo exchanged words, speaking in harmony.

Not knowing why, Mu Xiaoxi suddenly looked like he was injected with chicken blood, he stood up from Lin Shumo's embrace: "Uncle Lin, let's go fight with the tribe."

Lin Shumo thought that she was not in a good mood today, and since she didn't have a good way to vent it, she decided to accompany this brat to the Game Hall to play.

The two of them walked up to the entrance of the Anti-Fighting Tribe. Young Master Lin took out a black card and had someone give him 5000 game coins.

The members of the Fighting Against the Fighting Tribe were dumbfounded. Was this the first time they had seen such a generous player? After staring blankly for a long time, he found a barrel for the other party before he placed all of the game coins into it.

Their first stop was the shooting game where they had to pass through the line of fire. At such a young age, Mu Xiaoxi could not even lift his spear, he just stood there and placed his spear on the device.

This was the first time the two of them cooperated with each other in such a game, yet they had reached a tacit understanding, passing all the tests on the first try.

After he finished, Lin Shumo and Mu Xiaoxi had even gone to the Highfield once: "I never thought that you, kid, could do it."

"Same here." Mu Xiaoxi even bowed to him.

This made Lin Shumo extremely happy. He never thought that this little fox would have such a side to him.

Alright, let's just leave those useless things to the side for now.

"Let's go, Comrade Sharpshooter Xiaoxi, what's the next one to prepare a guide?" A smile appeared on Lin Shumo's face that he hadn't seen in a long time.

It was rare for Mu Xiaoxi to have such a chance to enjoy his games. Furthermore, he wanted to wipe away all his bad mood before returning home.

Pointing at the racing area, the two of them looked at each other and smiled. Then they sat on the car and began to choose the car they wanted.

Just like this, the two of them spent an entire afternoon in the Game Hall. The points tickets they obtained could be used to go around the square twice, and they also had a lot of spoils of war.

Su Yuyan never thought that her words would be true, because because of what happened this afternoon, the relationship between Lin Shumo and Mu Xiaoxi was also getting more harmonious.

When Lin Shumo left the room, his suit had already been unbuttoned three times and his tie had also been loosened.

"It's getting late. I'll send you back, so that Yao Yao won't be worried." Lin Shumo walked to the side of the road and caught a taxi.

In the carriage, Mu Xiaoxi asked a question that made him silent for a long time: "Uncle Lin, are you still going to return to the house here?"

If the houses in the old city represented Mu Ziyao's side, he would definitely choose this side.

But he felt that the time was not yet ripe. He would first solve Su Yuyan's problem and then talk to Mu Ziyao properly.

Maybe it was really like Ouyang Chen said, he really became serious in this adult game.

"Of course. If I don't go back to my house, can I stay with you?" Of course, Lin Shumo wouldn't be so serious when she answered the child's questions. She pinched Mu Xiaoxi's chubby face and asked: "Speak, what are you up to?"

With this answer, Mu Xiaoxi felt at ease. As for the matters with his grandparents, he did not want to meddle in them anymore.

"Aiya, it hurts! Let go of me! How am I, a little kid, going to fight with an elite like you?" Mu Xiaoxi also pretended to be in pain, but the man didn't use any strength at all.

"Haha, your acting is quite good. As expected from a mother to a son."

Mu Xiaoxi was really unable to hide his playful nature, he was planning to tell when his parents would let him enter the entertainment circle.

"That's a must, you don't know, my mom is an actress." Mu Xiaoxi spoke of his mother with a face full of pride.

Lin Shumo also thought of the woman who had many faces. She was really an eight-coloured bird, but what could he do about it?