One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

Aaron did not know why the deep-eyes looking at him made his heart tremble!

He suddenly felt a little uneasy. His guilty conscience rendered him incapable of lifting his head.

The man before him was standing at the pinnacle of power; he could control everything with just a wave of his hand. His innate majestic aura made people fearful of him.

He dared betray this frightening man…

Even now, Aaron was still in a state of shock. If the boss found out that he had fiddled with that report, he would certainly be personally dealt with by him.

Just when he was thinking of this, Mu Yazhe raised his eyes and said, “Aaron.”

“Yes…”

With an ambiguous smile, the man asked, “How long have you been with me?”

“Boss, I’ve been with you for four years,” Aaron submissively replied with lowered eyes.

Mu Yazhe continued emotionlessly, “I set my eyes on you back then because of your outstanding abilities. You said you won’t disappoint me.”

“Yes. Boss personally nurtured me, so I’ll remain loyal to you for the rest of my life.”

Mu Yazhe nodded. With an unfathomable expression, he raised his hand with a photo clipped between his fingers.

Aaron retrieved the photo carefully. In it was the side profile of a child carrying a small bag and exiting the gates of a kindergarten.

Although it was taken from afar, regardless of the angle or the resolution of the photo, the child’s facial features could be completely and clearly seen.

The child in the photo was the spitting image of Mu Yichen.

Be it their appearance or their facial features – even the mannerisms they had – the two children seemed to be cast from the same mould.

Could two of the same leaves in this world exist without a connection?

This photo was captured by a private investigator under Mu Sheng’s order. When the old man received the photo, he bristled with anger and barged into Mu Yazhe’s office. Pointing his finger at him, he fumed, “You bastard! You have an illegitimate child?! Are you trying to piss me off? No wonder you keep refusing to marry Rou’er. Do you have an affair with another woman out there?!”

Mu Yazhe was also overwhelmed when he saw the photo. It was understandable why Grandpa Mu had fumed like that. The child looked too similar to him.

Those eyebrows were especially a perfect replica of his.

Family bloodline was something magical – it was something that could not escape anyone’s eyes.

The child was undoubtedly his flesh and blood. He felt that there was no need to resort to other verification methods.

There was a magical connection between father and son, and it was something difficult to explain. It was a bond from within.

The child was hidden from him by that woman for over six years.

What was she scheming?

Could she be greedy for riches and wanted to make use of his child to marry into a wealthy family?

She did not seem to be that kind of woman, though.

Mu Yazhe had had Aaron investigate that woman. The report he had given him mentioned nothing about this – unless someone tampered with it.

Who could it be?

Thus, he began to suspect his personal assistant.

Could his personal assistant, who was closest to him, hold a spark of infidelity?

As Mu Yazhe questioningly looked at him, Aaron felt chills down his spine.

He knew of his boss’s ruthless tactics.

He dared not imagine what would happen to him if the man discovered his betrayal.

“Aaron, I’m giving you another chance. Give me a satisfactory answer.”

He stared, with unreadable eyes, at his right-hand man and said slowly, “Continue investigating that child.”