Louis walked straight to them, gently set the cake on the stone table, and picked up Baron, who was playing at Hunk's feet.

"Oh, you're back," Hunk murmured. He opened his eyes slightly when he felt someone approaching. Seeing that it was Louis, he closed his eyes again.

"I just arrived, Father," Louis replied. Baron looked at Louis curiously. He did not know who was holding him.

He looked greatly confused. He was still too young to speak, so he only babbled. He reached his little hand out to grab Louis's face, but his arm was too short to reach it.

Louis found Baron so lovely. He gently pinched his little cheek with a smile, his eyes full of wonder and love.

"Beryl, Bowen, come see what I've brought for you," Louis called. His voice echoed throughout the entire garden.

Hearing her uncle, Beryl suddenly stopped and turned to look at Louis. She then dropped her kite and ran toward him.

The maids who had been watching Beryl stumbled after her.

They forced themselves to catch up to her, but to no avail. They ended up falling all over themselves. It was embarrassing.

Seeing that Beryl had made it to Louis without hurting herself, the maids felt relieved.

Watching over Beryl every day made them consume inordinate amounts of energy. At this point, Louis's presence was like a breath of fresh air.

"Uncle, you're back!" Beryl exclaimed. Beryl had run toward Louis and hugged him around the waist. Her momentum was so strong that she almost tackled Louis to the ground.

How could a little girl pack such a great force?

Louis felt Beryl's sharp impact on his abdomen, but smiled all the same.

Beryl's hair affectionately. He rubbed

this, Hunk chuckled.

himself, also stood up, dusted himself off, and ran toward

him and put his

head gently, but Bowen kept tugging at the hem of his shirt as if trying to pull

this, Louis squatted down. "What

his

was trying to show

bracelet made of woven flower

appeared pretty proud of his creation. He had made it himself and was now giving it as a gift to

Louis was amazed at Bowen's gift.

Bowen nodded seriously.

took the bracelet. It was too small

away in his pocket and gently patted Bowen's head. Bowen looked at him with proud and happy eyes. "There's fruit cake on

and smiled. He seemed to have

had been on his wooden rocking chair earlier, was now cutting

was already drooling and

icing. Colorful little berries were sandwiched in between layers and sprinkled on

babbling. He looked like he also wanted to eat cake. He kept reaching his

not help chuckling. He could barely control Baron in his arms. "I'm sorry,

steps away from the table, afraid that the little guy would

get some rice paste so that Baron could

Hunk finally finished cutting the

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