Chapter 897: Don't want to see them

Xu Tian tried hard to calm his emotions, then went to the lounge to take a shower.

By the time he came out of the bathroom and changed his clothes, the person in the mirror no longer showed any signs of abnormality.

He drove out to the Yun family estate. Yun Moting was actually his own biological son; no wonder he always felt an inexplicable sense of closeness when he was with the little guy. Perhaps this was the power of blood ties.

Xu Tian drove into the Yun family's territory. Just as he parked the car, he saw Yun Moting standing at the entrance.

Standing in front of Yun Moting was a middle-aged man in a tailcoat. The man had a stern expression, and his gaze toward Yun Moting was somewhat gloomy.

The little guy's expression was cold, and he was straining his neck to look up, seemingly arguing with the middle-aged man about something.

"I want to go out!" Yun Moting's cold tone carried an unquestionable air, but because his stature was so vastly different from the middle-aged man's, his presence was greatly diminished.

"Young Master, you cannot go out alone." A sneer played on the middle-aged man's lips; he showed none of the respect a servant should have for his master, and his eyes even held a hint of contempt.

"Do I need your permission to go where I want?" Yun Moting's face turned cold, and a powerful pressure radiated from his body. "Get out of my way!"

The middle-aged man seemed not to have expected Yun Moting to have such an aura; he was slightly stunned at first, then laughed nonchalantly.

"Young Master, I am acting under orders, so please don't make things difficult for me. The Third Young Master said it is too dangerous outside and it is not safe for a child like you to go out, which is why he had me personally protect you and keep you at home. If you insist on making a scene, I will have no choice but to report your behavior truthfully to Madam Yun and the Patriarch."

"What are you? How dare you use my grandparents to threaten me?" Yun Moting frowned, his face as dark as water.

"This subordinate is merely fulfilling his duties, and I hope the Young Master will cooperate." No matter what Yun Moting said, the middle-aged man maintained that stubborn attitude, blocking him from leaving.

"The Third Young Master asked me to look after you, and I will not let you encounter any danger. If anything happens to you, I cannot bear that responsibility."

The middle-aged man smiled, as if he had decided that Yun Moting was just a brat who couldn't do anything to him. He even waved his hand to summon the bodyguards near the gate.

"Take the Young Master back immediately!"

Upon hearing this, the bodyguards immediately walked toward Yun Moting and surrounded him.

The middle-aged man in the tailcoat also reached out to grab Yun Moting's arm, attempting to drag him back into the estate.

"Young Master, why must you be like this?" The middle-aged man gripped Yun Moting's slender arm tightly and dragged him toward the gate without further ado.

Seeing him bullying his son, Xu Tian's eyes immediately frosted over, and he rushed over in two strides.

"Stop right there!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Yun Moting's body stiffened. He immediately turned his head toward the outside of the gate. When he saw Xu Tian, he struggled free from the middle-aged man's grip and ran quickly toward Xu Tian.

"Dad, you're here!"

Xu Tian crouched down and picked up Yun Moting, soothingly rubbing his soft, fluffy, short hair.

"Don't be afraid, Dad is here. No one dares to bully you!"

"Dad, where have you been these past few days? I thought you didn't want me anymore." Yun Moting buried his face in Xu Tian's chest, his tone full of grievance.

"I'm sorry, Dad has been very busy lately and couldn't come to see Momo. But Dad promises you, I will never not want you. You will always be my good son." Xu Tian tried his best to restrain his anger, comforting the little guy with a gentle voice.

The imposter in the Yun family must not want the little guy to have a good relationship with him, which is why they were blocking the little guy from going out at every turn and even sent someone to monitor him.

Xu Tian remembered that the person who used to follow Yun Moting was an old butler, not this shifty-eyed, fierce-looking middle-aged man.

This person was likely also a subordinate of the fake Yun Mufeng or Yun Hexian.

They were using the pretext of protecting Yun Moting to restrict his freedom, while simultaneously causing trouble to prevent him from having contact with Xu Tian, all without being blamed by Madam Yun or the Yun Patriarch.

Madam Yun and the Yun Patriarch cared most about Yun Moting's safety; as long as they used the name of protection, their scheme could succeed.

Xu Tian had previously not wanted to affect the little guy's relationship with his biological father, so he had tried to restrain himself and keep an appropriate distance from Yun Moting, not wanting to overstep.

But he never expected that he was the little guy's biological father; if he hadn't had a sudden flash of inspiration and compared his own hair with the little guy's, the imposter would likely have succeeded.

"Dad, you haven't called me lately, and you haven't come to eat with me either." Yun Moting felt extremely aggrieved. Not seeing Xu Tian for several days made him anxious and his emotions very unstable.

"It's Dad's fault." Xu Tian hugged the little guy tightly, his heart aching. "From now on, no matter how busy Dad is, I will remember to send you messages and call you, okay?"

He was indeed wrong. He had thought he was doing it for the little guy's own good, but he hadn't expected that he was actually pushing him toward the enemy, letting him suffer so much grievance.

The imposter might not dare to do anything to Yun Moting, but with his ambition, he would certainly find ways to restrict the little guy's freedom.

During this time, when Madam Yun and the Yun Patriarch were away, the little guy must have suffered many grievances.

Thinking that because of his own negligence, Yun Moting's situation had become so difficult, he wanted to punch himself.

He couldn't even protect his own son; he was truly a failure as a father.

"Leader Ding, this is not the place for you to throw your weight around!" The middle-aged man stared at Xu Tian and spoke arrogantly. "Don't think that just because you are a friend of the Young Lady and the Yun family allows you to come and go freely, you can point fingers at the Yun family's domestic affairs! At the end of the day, you are just an outsider. The Third Young Master is disciplining his son; you have no right to interfere!"

"A fine 'no right to interfere'!" A cold light flashed in Xu Tian's eyes.

Xu Tian had only just learned that Yun Moting was his son, and the middle-aged man's words were equivalent to touching his reverse scale.

However, he ignored the middle-aged man and instead freed a hand to touch Yun Moting's arm.

"Is Momo hurt? Does it hurt?" Just now, in order to take Yun Moting back, this middle-aged man had disregarded his wishes and forcefully dragged him toward the estate by his arm.

This damn bastard, what kind of skill is it to bully a child?

Seeing Xu Tian's gaze grow increasingly cold, a warmth welled up in Yun Moting's heart.

He hugged Xu Tian's neck tightly and shook his head obediently.

"No, Dad, let's go. I don't want to see them."

"Alright, Momo, wait a moment. Dad will handle something first, then I'll take you out to play." Xu Tian held Yun Moting with one arm and walked a few steps to the middle-aged man. Before the other party could react, he raised his free hand and clamped onto his arm. ===== CHAPTER 898 =====