President Daddy’s Excessive Love

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The gray-blue sofa made the entire living room appear deep and breathable, just like the man sitting on the sofa exudes.

"Uncle." The girl's childish voice rang in the silent night.

Nangong Yao looked back at her: "Didn't you say you don't want to come down?"

"I stay on it alone, afraid." After the girl said, she ran down quickly. She was wearing an ancient pajamas. As soon as she ran, the skirt fluttered. Soon, she sat down in Nangong Yao's Go next to him, make a circle with both hands, and wrap the man's arm: "Uncle, are you really going to take me to see her tomorrow?"

"She's your mother." Nangong Yao looked at this girl who was raised by him, and sighed in her heart. Back then, her eldest brother left in a car accident, leaving her under four years old. Her mother is a very famous and popular supermodel. In order to work, she was cruelly left behind. Nangong Yao's parents were not in good health. At that time, Nangong Siqing was alone every day, crying every day, and Nangong Yao directly took her with her.

Even in meetings, he used to sit in a meeting room holding her. At that time, people who knew his relatives sympathized with him, and people who didn’t know, doubted him. A young man with a child was indeed criticized. .

But Nangong Siqing is already a middle school student. As she grows older, he doesn't want to keep her by his side. Therefore, he will take a three-month vacation and let her return to China to study. He has contacted her mother. The other party was willing to take her daughter back to her side. Maybe it was because she was older and wanted to have a companion. In addition, Nangong Siqing is not a crying child.

"She dismissed me. In my heart, my uncle is my family." Nangong Siqing held the man's arm tighter: "You are my daddy."

Nangong Yao's grim expression was also amused when she said this: "Siqing, I'm just your uncle. Uncle promises you. Uncle will give you whatever you want in the future, but the prerequisite is that you You must get along with your mother."

"She is a stranger to me, I don't want to see her." Nangong Siqing suddenly burst into tears in her eyes, and Chu Chu shook her head pitifully: "Does uncle despise me? When I grow up, you just think I'm not cute anymore, do you want to find an aunt to marry and have another baby?"

Nangong Yao was startled slightly, and then he said seriously: "Siqing, my uncle is thirty-two years old this year. I really want to find a wife, have a baby, and be with you."

"I don't want it, I don't want it!" Nangong Siqing jumped away from him abruptly, tears in his eyes: "Uncle has a baby, so he won't hurt me."

"Siqing!" Nangong Yao was a little bit heartbroken. He never thought that this child would depend on him so much. Four years ago, he returned to China and found the woman who saved his mother's life. He was very excited at that time and wanted to follow him. She had a further beginning. Unfortunately, that night, Nangong Siqing, who was only nine years old, took a knife and planned to cut his wrist. He was immediately shocked at that time. He did not expect her reaction to be so great.

Now, he has spent another four years with her. He thought she would be mature and sensible when she grew up, but in fact, he seemed to be wrong.

When the atmosphere was deadlocked, the doorbell rang, and Nangong Siqing glanced outside the gate, turned and ran upstairs.

Nangong Yao's eyebrows twisted, and a servant came over, and Nangong Yao waved his hand: "I'll go by myself." The servant retired, and Nangong Yao walked out the door, through the beautiful courtyard, at the gate At the place, open a small door for entry and exit.

The street lamp next to the small door reflected a face that made him remember, and he instantly lost his soul.

Standing outside the door, Ling Nuannuan, and Mu Yun who was forcibly pulled over by her to act as a lobbyist.

"It's you?" Mu Yun also recognized Nangong Yao, because his facial features were very deep, with a bit of mixed blood, his eyes.

Nangong Yao's breathing was slightly tight. He really didn't expect that he would meet someone who surprised him in this unpredictable night.

"It's me!" Nangong Yao's thin lips raised lightly, smiling a little embarrassed, but his eyes fell on Mu Yun's face uncontrollably.

Ling Nuannuan looked at the two people in amazement: "No, do you know each other? I didn't say it long ago."

"I don't know, I just met once." Mu Yun replied lightly.

Nangong Yao’s expression is a bit complicated. I remember that he went to the school to find the principal. In order to see her, he deliberately pressured the principal to help his niece to help her study. Unfortunately, after the incident, he did not Dare to have the following.

"You two, please come in and talk." Nangong Yao recovered, suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, pretending to speak calmly.

The two women walked in, Ling Nuannuan looked around, secretly exclaiming, it is indeed a rich family, the gardens are so well-built and so grand.

Mu Yun felt a little bored in her heart. Back then, she always felt like she was being fooled.

Although she was reluctant to be a tutor at the beginning, she arranged to meet in the evening and called directly to say that everything was cancelled. What happened to her?

Nangong Yao walked behind and couldn't help but fell on Mu Yun's body. After so many years, is she married?Do you have a boyfriend?

Nangong Yao felt very painful in his heart. I wanted to ask but couldn't ask.

Entering the living room, Nangong Yao asked the servants to bring drinks and fruits, and put them on a table. They were all delicate things. Ling Nuannuan and Mu Yun sat on the sofa and exchanged glances. Suddenly, he felt that the man seemed to be alive. Very delicate.

"Ah... Siqing is my niece!" Nangong Yao was also a little embarrassed. Back then, she lied to her that she was her younger sister, but in fact, it was his niece. So, at this moment, his words can be regarded as explaining to Mu Yun.

"I know, Si Qing told me today." Ling Nuannuan was an outsider, didn't hear what he meant, smiled and nodded immediately.

"You are Siqing's office director? I'm sorry, I was not in the country some time ago, and I have not been able to make an appointment to meet." Nangong Yao thought that Ling Nuannuan was the former head teacher, and he immediately apologized."It's okay. The person who asked you before was not me. I just picked up their class today. Of course, it’s best to be able to meet. Siqing doesn’t like to talk at school and is not very attentive in class. As her parent, have you ever cared about this?" Ling Nuannuan immediately raised the question and wanted to see his reaction.

Nangong Yao sank a look and said in a low voice: "That's it, Siqing is my niece. She has always been raised by me. She is relatively dependent on me. This time she sent her back to China to study, and she was not very happy."

"Where are his parents?" Mu Yun asked suddenly.

Nangong Yao's expression was a bit sad: "My eldest brother passed away many years ago. Her mother developed in China. I sent her back to China this time because I want her to be closer to her mother so that she can live with her mother in the future."

"Then Mr. Nangong knows Siqing's thoughts? Can you persuade her?" Ling Nuannuan was a little surprised, really can't see, the precious man in front of him turned out to be the one who brought up his niece. Family affection is really great.

"I...I've been persuading her." A hint of helplessness flashed across Nangong Yao's handsome face: "When she was young, I thought about waiting for her to grow up before mentioning the separation. Now, she grows up. Now, let me... mention it, she just had a temper, and I don’t know how to deal with her."

"I take the liberty to ask, is Mr. Nangong married yet?" Ling Nuannuan said with a smile.

Nangong Yao quickly looked at Mu Yun, and Mu Yun was also staring at him like a ghost. After a few years, the man seemed to look better.

"No, I've always been single." Nangong Yao answered very directly.