The grayish-blue sofa made the entire living room appear deep and cold, just like the man sitting on the sofa at this moment.
"Uncle." The young girl's childish voice rang out in the silent night.
Nangong Yao looked back at her: "don't you say you don't want to come down?"
"I'm afraid to stay up alone." After the girl finished, she ran down quickly. She was wearing a woven ancient pajama. As soon as she ran, the skirt turned over. Soon, she sat beside Nangong Yao. She wrapped her hands around the man's arm: "uncle, do you really want to take me to see her tomorrow?"
"She's your mother." Nangong Yao looks at the girl who is raised by him and sighs in his heart. When his eldest brother left in a car accident, she was less than four years old. Her mother was a very famous popular supermodel. In order to work, she also left her cruelly. Nangong Yao's parents were not in good health. Nangong Siqing stayed alone every day and cried every day. Nangong Yao took her directly with him.
Even in the meeting, he had the scene of sitting in the meeting room with her in his arms. At that time, people who knew his relatives sympathized with him, and people who didn't know him doubted him. A young man with a child was really controversial.
But Nangong Siqing is already a middle school student. As she grows older, he doesn't want to continue to keep her by his side. Therefore, he will take three months off and let her go back to study. He has contacted her mother. The other party is willing to take her daughter back to her side. Maybe it's because she's old and wants to have a companion. In addition, Nangong Siqing is not a crying child now.
"She threw me. In my heart, my uncle is my family." Nangong Siqing hugged the man's arm tighter: "you are my daddy."
Nangong Yao listened to her words, and her serious expression was amused: "Siqing, I'm just your uncle. Uncle promises you that he will give you whatever you want in the future, but the premise is that you must get along well with your mother."
"She's a stranger to me. I don't want to see her." Nangong Siqing's eyes suddenly rolled out tears. Chuchu shook his head pitifully: "does uncle dislike me? Now that I've grown up, you don't think I'm cute anymore. Do you want to find an auntie to marry and have another baby? "
Nangong Yao was slightly stunned, and then said seriously, "Siqing, my uncle is 32 years old this year. I really want to find a wife, have a child, and be your companion."
"I don't want it, I don't want it!" Nangong Siqing jumped away from him with tears in his eyes: "uncle will not love me when he has a baby."
"Siqing!" Nangong Yao was a little heartache. He didn't expect that the child would be so dependent on him. Four years ago, he returned home and found the woman who saved his mother's life. At that time, he was very moved and wanted to have a further start with her. Unfortunately, that night, Nangong Siqing, who was only nine years old, planned to cut her wrist with a knife. At that time, he was shocked directly. He didn't expect her reaction to be so big.
Now, he had spent another four years with her. He thought that when she grew up, she would be more mature and sensible, but in fact, he seemed to be wrong.
Just when the atmosphere was in a stalemate, the doorbell rang. Nangong Siqing took a look out of the gate, turned around and ran upstairs.
Nangong Yao's eyebrows twisted. A servant came over. Nangong Yao waved his hand and said, "I'll go by myself." The servant retreated, and Nangong Yao walked out of the door, through the beautiful courtyard, and opened a small door of entry and exit at the gate.
The street lamp beside the small door reflected a face that made him remember deeply, and he lost his soul in an instant.
Outside the door stood Ling wennuan and Mu Yun, who was forcibly dragged by her to act as a lobbyist.
"You?" Mu Yun also recognized Nangong Yao, because his facial features were very deep, with a little mixed blood deep facial features, which were his eyes.
Nangong Yao's breath was slightly tight. He really didn't expect that he would see someone who amazed him in this flat and impermanent night.
"It's me!" Nangong Yao's thin lips are light, and his smile is a little embarrassed, but his eyes can't help falling on Mu Yun's face.
Ling wennuan looks at two people in surprise: "no, do you know each other? Don't say that. "
"I don't know. I just met once." Mu Yun's light answer.
Nangong Yao's expression is a little complicated. I remember that he went to the school to find the headmaster in person. In order to see her, he specially asked the headmaster to put pressure on her to help his niece with her study. Unfortunately, after the wrist-cutting incident, he didn't dare to follow.
"Please come in and talk." Nangong Yao returns to his mind, suppresses his inner ecstasy, and pretends to be calm.
Two women came in, Ling wennuan looked around, secretly amazed, as expected, rich people, the garden is so good, so generous.
Mu Yun was a little stuffy. On that side, she always felt that she had been played.
Although she was reluctant to be a tutor at the beginning, she made an appointment to meet in the evening and called directly to say that everything was canceled. What was she?
Nangong Yao walked behind, and her eyes couldn't help falling on Mu Yun. Has she been married for so many years? Do you have a boyfriend?
My heart is bitter. I want to ask but I can't. Nangong Yao's heart is very painful.
Entering the living room, Nangong Yao asked the servant to bring the drinks and fruits and put them on a table. They were all exquisite things. Ling wennuan and Mu Yun sat on the sofa and exchanged a look. Suddenly, they felt that the man seemed to live delicately.
"Cough Siqing is my niece!" Nangong Yao was also a little embarrassed. He lied to her that he was his sister, but in fact, he was his niece. So, at this moment, he explained this sentence to Mu Yun.
"I know, Siqing told me today." Ling wennuan was an outsider. He didn't know what he meant. He immediately smiled and nodded.
"Are you the director of Siqing's office? I'm sorry, I wasn't in China some time ago, and I haven't been able to make an appointment. "Nangong Yao thought that Ling wennuan was the former head teacher, and he immediately apologized. "It doesn't matter. I didn't ask you before. I just took over their class today. Of course, it's best to meet them. Siqing doesn't like to talk much at school, and she doesn't pay much attention in class. It seems that she has something on her mind. As her parent, have you ever cared about it?" Ling wennuan immediately threw out the question to see his reflection.
Nangong Yao looked heavy for a moment and said in a low voice, "it's like this. Siqing is my niece. She has been raised by me. She is dependent on me. This time, she sent her back to study. She is not very happy."
"What about his parents?" Mu Yun suddenly asked.
Nangong Yao looked a little sad: "my eldest brother died many years ago. Her mother developed in China. I sent her back this time to let her get closer to her mother and live with her mother in the future."
"Does Mr. Nangong know Siqing's mind? Can you persuade her? " "Ling wennuan is a little surprised. I really can't see that the noble man in front of me brought up his niece by one hand. This kinship is really great.
"I I've been trying to persuade her all the time. "Nangong Yao's handsome face flashed a trace of helplessness:" when she was young, I wanted to wait for her to grow up to talk about separation. Now, when she grows up, I When I mention it, she will have a temper, and I don't know how to deal with her. "
"May I ask if Mr. Nangong is married?" Ling wennuan opens his mouth with a smile.
Nangong Yao looks at Mu Yun quickly. Mu Yun is also staring at him like a ghost. After several years of absence, this man seems to have become more good-looking.
"No, I've been single." Nangong Yao answered directly.
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