Comfort in a Dream
The little guy ran in front of Gong Yexiao and was immediately picked up by Gong Yexiao. Gong Yexiao lovingly and gently sized up his lively son, and calmed down. He was worried that the long flight would make him listless!
When the little guy and Gong Yexiao looked at each other, Aunt Mei was shocked. Why did the Ozawa look so similar to this handsome Eastern man? Why did Ozawa call him Daddy?
Looking at this man again, although he was young, he had an awe-inspiring and intimidating aura. His outstanding aura made it hard for people to move their eyes away.
Gong Yexiao looked at the wary Aunt Mei and immediately waved his hand at the bodyguard behind him, indicating for them not to approach.
He carried the little guy into the garden and politely said to Aunt Mei, "Hello Auntie, my name is Gong Yexiao, I am Ozawa's father."
Aunt Mei looked at the enlarged version of Ozawa's face and was skeptical for a moment.
Ozawa immediately tried his best to prove it, "Aunt, he is my father!"
Aunt Mei looked at the little guy and asked, "Really?"
"Is Hai Yue home?" Gong Yexiao asked gently.
"Yes, she's tired and sleeping."
"Daddy, why didn't you come with us? When did you come? Mummy said you were busy. "
"Daddy is not busy." Gong Yexiao smiled. With regards to his son, he and Cheng Liyue both had the same thought, and that was to never reveal the conflict between their adults in front of their son.
"Gong Xiansheng, please come in and take a seat." Aunt Mei welcomed him and said, secretly shocked in her heart. Just now, Hai Yue said that a lot of things had happened, including finding Ozawa's father?
She never thought that Ozawa's father would be a rich man. Furthermore, he was so tall and handsome. It was indeed a good gene!
"Thank you." Gong Yexiao did not stand on ceremony, he walked into the hall and sat down on the sofa.
Ozawa brought Dou Dou and Little Jun to surround him. Gong Yexiao looked at Ozawa and asked, "Aren't you going to introduce me to Daddy?"
"Daddy, this is Xiao Jun, this is Dou Dou. We grew up together, so we're very close."
Aunt Mei brewed a pot of tea and came over. She was wondering if she should wake Cheng Liyue up.
"Gong Xiansheng, drink some tea." With that, he asked, "I'll cook some noodles for Ozawa, does Gong Xiansheng need them?"
"No, I've already eaten." Gong Yexiao said politely. Then, he stood up.
"Where's your mommy's room?"
"Upstairs, in the room on the left."
"Okay, I'll go accompany your mommy. Be good and eat something."
"En!" The little fellow nodded sensibly.
Gong Yexiao went upstairs. This villa seemed a little small for him. With a height of 1.8 meters, he had to be on guard against the possibility of hitting his forehead.
There was only one door on the left. Gong Yexiao reached out and gently opened the door. He guessed that Cheng Liyue had fallen asleep. Otherwise, with such a big commotion downstairs, it was impossible for her not to hear it.
He unscrewed it, and sure enough, he saw Cheng Liyue curled up and sleeping soundly on the bed, covered with a blue blanket. Her face was porcelain white and flawless, and her two slender hands were clasped tightly in front of her chest. Even her sleeping posture carried a kind of vigilance.
Gong Yexiao sighed lightly, his pitch black eyes tightly locked onto her sleeping face. From yesterday until now, she must have been exhausted.
Not to mention taking care of the little guy for the entire night, the hatred she had for him in her heart definitely made her feel uncomfortable.
She dreamed of Gong Yexiao hugging the Ozawa and leaving coldly without turning his head. She cried and shouted behind him, telling him not to take his son away, but in her dreams, Gong Yexiao only turned around to glare at her cruelly, then brought the Ozawa into the car and drove away …
"Don't... Don't take my son away..." Don't … "Cheng Liyue said in despair.
Gong Yexiao sat in front of her bed, hearing her afraid voice, he immediately reached out and grabbed her hand that was waving around in the air, holding it tightly. He bent down and whispered into her ear, "Don't worry, I won't snatch Ozawa away …"
Cheng Liyue tightly knitted her eyebrows. Why did Gong Yexiao's voice sound out beside her ears? This must be a dream, definitely a dream …
Cheng Liyue held his hand and slept restlessly. Gong Yexiao bent down, and his handsome face gently touched hers. The uneasiness on Cheng Liyue's face seemed to have gradually disappeared.
In her dreams, what appeared was not the scene of Gong Yexiao snatching Ozawa away, but the nights when she was intimate with Gong Yexiao, the warm times when she was tightly hugged by him, causing her to temporarily forget about the matter of her son being snatched away.
As Cheng Liyue dreamt, she unknowingly hugged onto something. It was Gong Yexiao's arm, which was tightly hugged by her.
Gong Yexiao was currently suppressing his wound, and a wave of pain surged up, but he did not pull away. Instead, he forcefully endured the pain, and let the girl hug his arm to sleep.
He knew that if he pulled his arm away, it might wake her up, or it might scare her.
Downstairs.
As Aunt Mei served three bowls of noodles to the three little fellows, she curiously inquired about what had happened in the country and how they had found Gong Yexiao. This was because Cheng Liyue had said before that when she had a child, she did not even know who that man was.
Why did a child's father suddenly appear?
Ozawa immediately explained how he found his father, causing Aunt Mei's heart to skip a beat. This Ozawa was too daring, just with a face that was similar to his, he dared to meet Gong Yexiao alone, and even dared to introduce Mummy to him as his girlfriend.
However, such an absurd thing could only be done by a child. There was no Luo Ji at all, but he had accidentally found his biological father.
"Are you sure it's your father?"
"Aunt, don't worry. We've even tested the DNA. He's my father." Ozawa said with certainty.
Aunt Mei naturally did not have any doubts at this moment. It was just that she wondered if Cheng Liyue's return this time had something to do with this man. Did they quarrel? Did they have a conflict?
From Ozawa's tone, they had even lived together for two to three months. They must have developed feelings for each other!
Sigh! There were so many contradictions in the emotional world of young people.
Aunt Mei, on the other hand, did not go upstairs to disturb Gong Yexiao and Cheng Liyue.
She brought the three little fellows to play in the courtyard. To the children, this courtyard was their paradise since they were young, and they had developed feelings for every blade of grass and tree here.
In the room on the left of the second floor, Cheng Liyue was sleeping soundly. Gong Yexiao sat on the edge of the bed like a sculpture, his deep eyes suffused with a trace of tiredness. He held her hand, but did not let go in the slightest, as if he was looking at this woman's face.
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