In the dining room.

In front of Emily, there was soup and rice, as well as some dishes that Aunt Helen had placed on a little plate. However, he was sitting decently on the chair without moving his chopsticks.

"Emily, why don't you eat?" Aunt Helen asked with concern, "Is the food not to your taste? Tell grandma what you'd like to eat. I'll cook it for you tomorrow!"

Emily shook his head and said, "We have to wait for Mr. Mu."

"Ouch." Aunt Helen was greatly gratified by his answer. "Our Emily actually knows that we can't eat until all the adults arrive. You're so sensible! What should I do? I want to take Emily home as my grandson!"

Emily blinked and said, "Auntie Yuna told me that."

"Good boy." Aunt Helen touched Emily's head and turned to call Wesley. "Little Seven, the child is waiting for you to eat. What are you doing in the living room? You're an adult, but why are you less obedient than a child?"

Cough! Cough!

Yuna coughed twice and tried hard to resist the urge to laugh.

She had known Wesley for so long, and it was the first time she saw him being scolded. It was actually because he was even less obedient than Emily, who was a four-year-old child.

She began to worship Emily...

After Wesley tapped the "Enter" key, it was done.

He smiled with satisfaction and closed the laptop. "I'm coming."

When he arrived at the dining room, he found that Emily was sitting next to Yuna.

He made an eye gesture to Emily and motioned for him to sit somewhere else. The seat next to Yuna belonged to him.

Since the little guy was so sensible, he should have the sense to give up the seat, right?

Emily directly pretended that he didn't see Wesley's eyes. He reached out his hands to made a gesture of "V" and cheered, "Mr. Mu is here. We can eat!"

After that, while Aunt Helen and Yuna were not paying attention to him, Emily grimaced at Wesley.

Wesley narrowed his eyes. This little guy not only occupied his place on purpose but also acted like a good boy in front of Aunt Helen and Yuna!

He had really underestimated this kid before.

"Little Seven, sit down." Aunt Helen urged Wesley. "If you eat later, the child will be starving."

Emily was sitting upright on the chair with an innocent look on his face. He looked so pure and adorable that no one could tell that he was secretly fighting with Wesley.

Wesley knew that he couldn't deal with this little guy using gentle methods, so he picked Emily together with the chair up and put him down next to Aunt Helen.

Then, he returned to Yuna's side and sat down leisurely. "Let's eat!"

In front of him, there was the soup and rice that Aunt Helen had prepared for Emily. He didn't mind at all as he picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup. In the end, he looked at Emily as if he were the winner.

Emily was very calm. He handed an empty bowl to Aunt Helen and said, "Grandma, I want to drink soup."

"Okay, okay, I'll get you some." Aunt Helen took a look at Wesley, filled half the bowl with soup for Emily, and carefully helped him bone a pork chop so that he wouldn't take effort to eat the meat.

"Thanks, grandma."

Emily smiled like a little angel, and Aunt Helen looked at him lovingly.

Yuna was also extremely speechless about Wesley's behavior just now. She picked up a piece of braised rib for Emily and said, "Emily, this is Granny Helen's specialty. Try it."

Emily took a bite and nodded repeatedly. "It's yummy. I like it!"

After eating, Emily held up the bowl and took a sip of the soup. He revealed his two eyes and gave Wesley a provocative look.

Humph, he won this round!

Wesley narrowed his eyes and was about to glare at Emily when the latter buried his face in the soup bowl again.

Wesley got even angrier.

He had the ability to deal with such ruthless persons as Liang Zhong. How dare a four-year-old kid provoke him in front of him?

On the spur of the moment, Wesley put forth his strength and almost broke his chopsticks.

Yuna did not expect Wesley to be really irritated by Emily. After a moment of silence, she also picked up a piece of braised rib for him. "Childish. Eat much and grow up quickly."

Emily put down the soup bowl and looked at Wesley with a smile. "Mr. Mu, grow up quickly."

Wesley smiled meaningfully and slowly ate the braised rib Yuna had picked up.

He was already an adult. There was no need to argue with a four-year-old kid.

He just needed to silently teach Emily to ride on his coattails again!

He decided to go against this little guy!

After the meal, the club manager came in with a few bags and said, "I don't have much time, so I can only buy these for the time being. I will continue to pick some tomorrow."

Wesley frowned and asked, "What's inside?"

"Well, it's Emily's clothes," said the manager. "Just now, Aunt Helen asked me to buy them. She also told me to pick some good-looking ones."

Aunt Helen came over, took the bags from the manager, and said, "Emily doesn't have any luggage. I am afraid that he doesn't have clothes to change, so I asked the manager to buy a set of clothes under any circumstances."

"Aunt Helen, don't worry." The manager pointed to those bags and said, "I not only bought clothes, but also some daily necessities for children."

"Okay, I knew that you are a thoughtful person." Aunt Helen thanked the manager and then called Emily. "Emily, you can take a shower now."

"Okay." Emily ran over quickly and said, "Auntie Yuna, help me take a shower."

Wesley frowned and reached out to hold the little guy who was running past him. "You don't know how to wash yourself?"

"No." Emily shook his head and said, "So, Auntie Yuna often helps me wash."

Wesley did not know if it was an illusion that the little guy had emphasized the word "often".

Obviously, he was showing off!

"She won't help you anymore." Wesley let go of the kid and told him as if he were informing him, "In the future, you can either take a shower by yourself or not take a shower."

"..." Yuna repeatedly confirmed that she did not hear wrong. She didn't know what to say.

Emily knew that it was useless to ask Yuna for help at this time, so he shifted his target to Aunt Helen, "Granny Helen, Mr. Mu is bullying me."

Aunt Helen came over and patted Wesley. "You're too old to argue with a child." Then she helped Emily tidy up his collar, which had been messed up by Wesley. "Let's go. Grandma will take you to a bath. You can wear very cute pajamas."

"All right."

This time, Emily grimaced at Wesley aboveboard and then pulled Aunt Helen upstairs.

Looking at the mischievous little guy's back, Yuna couldn't help laughing.

"Are you still laughing?" Wesley looked at Yuna with displeasure. "If you didn't spoil him, would he have dared to do that?"

"If you weren't childish, he wouldn't have argued with you." Yuna looked at Wesley with disdain. "I just realized that you really didn't grow up!"

Wesley wrapped his arms around Yuna's waist, took her into his arms, and got close to her ambiguously. "Are you sure I haven't grown up, huh?"

"..." It should have been a good topic, but after Wesley said so, it became dirty.

Wesley raised the corner of his mouth, lowered his voice, and whispered in her ear, "If you're not sure, I'll let you verify it yourself tonight."

Yuna pinched him and said, "Can you stop acting like a hooligan every time you have a chance?"

"There are no men who don't act like a hooligan when they have a chance." Wesley said, "You should be glad that I am a good-looking hooligan."

Yuna was speechless. This time, she really did not know how to refute his words.

When they went upstairs, Emily happened to finish taking a shower. He ran out in a set of fleece pajamas and asked expectantly, "Auntie Yuna, which room are we going to sleep in?"

Wesley grabbed the hood of Emily's pajamas and stopped him from approaching Yuna. He pointed to the children's room next to them and said, "You sleep here."

Emily asked very cleverly, "What about Auntie Yuna?"

Wesley crossed his arms over his chest, looked down at Emily and announced, "She will sleep in the same room with me."

Emily widened his eyes and then shouted, "No! Auntie Yuna said that adults can only sleep in the same room when they are married! You and Auntie Yuna, you, you are not married yet!"

Wesley half squatted down so that their eyes were at the same level. "Do you know what will happen after the adults get married?"

Emily thought about it for a moment, but was still stunned. "I'm not an adult. I don't know..."

"The adult will have children next." Wesley patted Emily's head. "Auntie Yuna and I have reached the second stage."

"You are the baby's father?" Emily tilted his head and thought for a while. Then he shook his head vigorously and said, "I don't believe it. You must be lying to me! I want to sleep with Auntie Yuna!"

It was the first time for Wesley to deal with such a difficult kid. With a tut-tut, Wesley picked Emily up directly, took him to the children's room, and put him down as if Emily were a chick.

Emily tidied up his messy pajamas and fixed his hair. Then he put his hands on his waist and angrily complained to Wesley. "You are bullying me. You're no longer a good person. You're a bad adult!"

Wesley said lightly, "You can also be a bad child and bully me for revenge. Anyway, there are only two of us here."

Emily also wanted to bully him, but Wesley was several times as tall as him. He could only say with a crying face, "I'm unable to bully you..."

"Then listen to me." Wesley tried to scare the kid. "Otherwise, I'll ask someone to send you back tonight!"

Emily curled his lips in grievance and wanted to slip out, but how could he escape under Wesley's nose?

Wesley reached out to grab him. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to find Auntie Yuna!" Emily called out, "You're a bad guy. Let me go!"

Wesley flicked the little guy's forehead. "If I were really a bad guy, why would I save you?"

"Humph, I don't need you to save me next time!" Emily said unwillingly, "I can run away by myself!"

Wesley smiled and said, "Then you should be able to run away from my grasp."

Emily was also stubborn, and he kept struggling hard, but a four-year-old boy was no match for Wesley. His face had turned red, but he still couldn't get rid of Wesley's grip.

Yuna pushed the door open and came in. She wanted to see if Emily had fallen asleep, but she didn't expect to see Emily fighting with Wesley.

The point was that Wesley acted as if he really regarded Emily as his opponent.

Did Wesley realize that he was Wesley, and also Brother Wesley, while Emily was only four years old...?