I Don't Want to Be a Charmboy【Quick Wear】

Chapter 379 His Highness the Crown Prince is Outstandingly Talented (7)

Lin Shen took in the whole scene, his mind clear as day, but he didn't care much.

He wasn't really there to "play" with the child; he was just bored.

So he nodded casually, as if he hadn't heard Consort Jin's excuses, turned around and walked directly past her towards the inner hall, still muttering something perfunctory.

"It's alright. I just came to see if my fourth brother is alright. I'll leave after just one look."

When Jin Meiren saw that he didn't take her seriously at all and was about to barge in, the smile she had been maintaining on her face froze instantly. A surge of anger welled up in her chest, and she secretly clenched her hands in her sleeves.

But the other party was the legitimate crown prince, a man of high status. She, a mere beauty, was powerless to stop him. She could only watch helplessly as that small figure, yet exuding an undeniable aura, stepped into the inner palace. Her face turned pale with anger, yet she was utterly powerless to do anything about it.

As soon as Lin Shen entered the inner hall, his gaze fell precisely on the cradle covered with a soft brocade cushion by the window.

He walked over with his short legs, stood on tiptoe, grabbed the edge of the cradle with his two little hands, tried his best to support his small body, and peeked inside.

The baby in the cradle had grown considerably since birth, compared to its red and wrinkled appearance.

Her skin became fair and smooth, like a freshly peeled egg. Her cheeks were chubby, and she had a pair of big, clear, and bright eyes that were staring intently at Lin Shen, who had suddenly appeared.

"Hmm, she's grown out a bit, and she's not so ugly anymore."

Lin Shen thought to himself with an air of maturity, looking at the adorable little dumpling, and couldn't help but reach out his chubby finger and gently poke the little baby's hand that was near its mouth.

The fourth prince, who was idly munching on his fingers, saw that this annoying crown prince not only barged in but also dared to touch him. A hint of annoyance beyond his years flashed in his dark eyes.

His first instinct was to swat that hand away or squeeze it back hard, to make that nasty person feel some pain.

However, he forgot that he was just an infant in swaddling clothes, and with his meager strength, he could barely grasp anything, let alone hurt someone.

Lin Shen felt a warmth at his fingertips. The smaller, softer hand, instead of causing any pain, curled up softly and dependently, tightly gripping his fingers.

That warm, soft touch felt like a feather gently brushing against my heart.

Lin Shen was slightly taken aback. Looking at the little child's pure and innocent eyes and the unconscious, tightly clenched grip, his heart softened inexplicably. He couldn't help but squint his eyes, and a faint smile, filled with a sense of novelty and pleasure, curved his lips.

"Heh, quite cute," he muttered to himself, letting the little child hold his fingers.

The fourth prince, who was described as "cute," was practically devastated at that moment.

He put in all his effort, but to the other party it was probably like being tickled. Not only did he fail to achieve his goal of revenge, but it also made it seem like he was relying on him!

This realization made his little face puff up with anger, his brows furrowed tightly, and he wanted to curse immediately, but all he could utter were meaningless syllables, which made him even more frustrated.

Lin Shen found it even more amusing to see the little boy's "puffed-up" yet helpless expression. He reached out his other hand and gently tapped the boy's soft cheek, which elicited an even more intense, yet harmless, "ee-yah" protest from the little boy.