Journey to Happy Ending

They arrived at the company early. Justin was listening to their conversations silently. He didn't comment but he was carefully following every single word they uttered.

"Sweetie, why don't you go home with Uncle Luke. I have a meeting tonight. I will come back later." 'What kind of meeting could it be? Hmm!' thought the little boy. The truth was Edward just wanted to meet the beautiful ladies. But Edward better be careful and he shouldn't regard him as a kid just because he was five years old. He had secretly determined that he would get Edward back for his mommy. So he would be beside him all the time, defending his mommy's position.

"No, I don't want to go back, I haven't gotten my laptop yet." Justin found an excuse to stay with him.

"Why don't you want to go back? I can call my secretary to get the laptop for you right now." Edward was a little annoyed by him.

"Anyway, I don't want to go back yet. Since my mommy brought me to you, you can't just leave me behind." Jesus, that was too guilt-tripping. He was just asking the boy to go home first. How can he abandon the little boy anyway?

"I didn't say I would leave you behind! Daddy just has some more work to do, so just go home with Uncle Luke first, okay? I promise I'll go back as soon as I'm done with my work." That was it! God knew how long he could finish his work. With all the women that Edward needed to accompany, when would he be able to finish? Oh well, Justin Mu wasn't that easy to deal with.

"But I don't want to go back alone! Just please let me go with you! I promise I'll behave and won't disturb your work!" Justin blinked pitifully looking at him Anybody can try to act cute like so. Although normally he was beyond such a thing.

Edward was totally confused, what in the world did Justin want? Firstly Justin looked very cool and demanding, but now he was acting so cute. Why couldn't he catch up with his mind? But who could refuse such cute little being like Justin? 'Fine! Follow me! But only if he will not go with me tonight', Edward certainly could not refuse the boy.

"Okay, sweetie, as you wish, let's go!" This time Edward didn't hold him. He got out of the car first, and was immediately shocked by the hot weather outside. He grasped the little fleshy hand and took him inside of the building quickly. He was afraid to be melted by the heat and be all sweaty if he stayed outside one more minute.

Justin looked at Edward with such awe, 'Why the need to be so scared of the hot weather?' the kid thought. Justin didn't care about such hot weather, as he had gotten used to it. In the army, all the soldiers trained in the sun every day. Edward looked so effeminate. Was he indeed a man? It seemed that Edward was not perfect either!

"Why are you looking at me this way?" He could tell the banter in his son's eyes. Yes, he hated the hot weather most, as the feeling of sweating really bothered him. So he always took a bath after he returned from outside during summer. Frankly, it seemed that Edward had a "prince's syndrome".

Justin shook his head without saying anything. He didn't seem to answer Edward's question as they walked directly out of the elevator. He had no time for him in front of the laptop. Justin thought it was not worth it to think about his daddy's behavior.

Edward didn't care about Justin's attitude either. The most important thing for him at the moment was to take a shower at once.

Justin ran to the laptop directly as soon as he walked into the CEO's office. At this moment, he cared about nothing except for the gadget, so he also ignored his daddy's complaints.

eyes he was less useful than the laptop.

with this laptop. He focused on it and enjoyed a lot.

was surprised but soon understood that the boy was so engrossed. He didn't disturb him and sat down to work

he didn't need to handle everything.

hot! But the Deputy CEO was suddenly so chill. Maybe because Edward was thinking of him.

sound of repeated tapping on the keyboard and the QQ message prompt tone could be heard. But these sounds bothered Edward. Edward needed complete silence whenever he was working on something. Normally no one dare disturb him without

and again. Who on earth was chatting with the little boy? How many words could he possibly know? How could he be typing in so many things? Edward

big eyes. At that moment his eyes were full of little tricks. The small red lips were pursed together tightly, and the little face was bright with excitement. The delicate short hair fell on his forehead, which made him look gentler and less indifferent. His appearance was so much like that of Edward's, but there was something to his face beyond that of his father's. He

at him. Suddenly he lifted his head and met Edward's eyes. But he didn't look too surprised as he continued to focus on typing. Actually, his flustered breath and

to see how long the little guy could pretend. While thinking of this, he showed a smile, which

eyes kept staring at the little boy. Justin admitted that he wasn't so strong as Edward in this

eyes?" He shook his shoulders as he said this. Then it was Edward's turn to be awkward. How fatherly his eyes were! How did they become scary and erotic in this little guy's eyes? Did he actually know what the word erotic

use it if

Internet, of course, I know! Justin suddenly turned back to a cool boy and told

his deep eyes, looking dangerous, "Did your mommy allow you to

you imagined." No matter what they said about him, Justin didn't care. His basis for all things was his mommy. No one would surpass his mommy, not even this man in front of him.

Justin was angry, as his little white face turned red somehow.

are defending her like this." Edward never saw Justin cared so much about him.

compare himself with Justin's mommy? He just stayed with him for half a day, while Justin and

I need to protect my mommy." Justin rolled

was stung by these words. That was supposed to be his responsibility, but his son took it for him. It seemed

"Knock, knock."

saved him from embarrassment, otherwise he didn't know how

thankful to the one who knocked at his