President Daddy’s Excessive Love

The gray and blue sofa gave the living room a deep, cool air, as if it were the man sitting on it at the moment.    

    

"Uncle." The young girl's immature voice rang out in the quiet night.    

    

Nangong Yao turned back to look at her: "Didn't you say you didn't want to come down?"    

    

"I'm alone up there, I'm scared." After the young girl finished speaking, she quickly ran down. She was wearing an ancient pyjamas. As soon as she ran, her skirt fluttered. Very quickly, she sat beside Nangong Yao and wrapped her arms around the man's arm. "Uncle, are you really going to take me to see her tomorrow?"    

    

"She's your mother." Nangong Yao looked at the girl beside him, who was considered to have been raised by him, and could not help but sigh in his heart. Back then, her elder brother had left in a car accident, leaving her, who was not even four years old, behind. Her mother was a very famous supermodel, and for the sake of work, she had heartlessly abandoned her.    

    

Even during meetings, he had the scene of holding her At that time, those who knew his relatives sympathized with him, and those who didn't A young man with a child was indeed controversial.    

    

However, Nangong Siqing was already a middle school student. As she grew older, he did not want to keep her by his side. That was why he took three months off and asked her to go back to school. He had contacted her mother, and she was willing to bring her daughter back to him. Perhaps because she was old, she also wanted to have a companion, and the current Nangong Siqing wasn't a child who kept crying.    

    

"She pretended to be me. In my heart, uncle is my family." Nangong Siqing hugged the man's arm even tighter. "You are my daddy."    

    

When Nangong Yao heard her say this, his serious expression was also amused. "Siqing, I'm just your uncle. Uncle promised you that in the future, whatever you want, Uncle will give it to you. But the prerequisite is that you must get along well with your mother."    

    

"She is a stranger to me. I don't want to see her." Tears suddenly rolled out of Nangong Siqing's eyes. She shook her head pitifully. "Does Uncle dislike me? I've grown up. You just feel that I'm not cute anymore, "Nangong Siqing said. Do you want to marry an aunt and have another baby? "    

    

Nangong Yao was slightly surprised, but then he said seriously: "Si Qing, uncle is 32 years old now. I really want to find a wife to have a child and be your companion."    

    

"I don't want it, I don't want it!" Nangong Siqing suddenly jumped away from him, her eyes full of tears. "Uncle has a baby, so he won't hurt me anymore."    

    

"Siqing!" Nangong Yao's heart ached. He had never thought that this child would be so reliant on him. Four years ago, when he returned to the country, he found the woman who saved his mother's life. At that time, he was very moved and wanted to have a better start with her. Unfortunately, that night, Nangong Siqing, who was only nine years old, was about to cut her wrist with a knife. At that time, he was directly shocked. He did not expect her reaction to be so big.    

    

Now, he had accompanied her for four more years. He thought that she would mature and be sensible when she grew up, but in reality, he seemed to be wrong.    

    

Just as the atmosphere was in a deadlock, the doorbell rang. Nangong Siqing looked outside the door, turned around, and ran upstairs.    

    

Nangong Yao frowned. A maid came over. Nangong Yao waved his hand. "I'll go myself." The maid left and Nangong Yao walked out of the door. He passed through the beautiful courtyard and opened a small door at the entrance.    

    

The street lamp next to the small door reflected a face that he still remembered deeply. He was instantly lost in his soul.    

    

Ling Nuannuan stood outside the door and Mu Yun who she forcefully dragged over as a lobbyist.    

    

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

    

Nangong Yao's breathing stopped for a moment. He had never thought that he would meet someone who would surprise him in such an ordinary night.    

    

"It's me!" Nangong Yaobo shouted. He smiled shyly, but he could not help but look at Mu Yun's face.    

    

Ling Nuannuan looked at the two of them in surprise from the side. "It can't be, right? So you two know each other? " I wouldn't have said so earlier. "    

    

"I don't know. I've only met once." Mu Yun replied faintly.    

    

Nangong Yao's expression was a little complicated. He remembered that he personally went to the school to look for the principal. In order to meet her, he specially asked the principal to put pressure on her to help his niece with her studies. Unfortunately, after the matter of cutting her wrist, he did not dare to continue.    

    

"Please come in and talk." Nangong Yao came back to his senses and suppressed the wild joy in his heart. He pretended to be calm as he spoke.    

    

The two women walked in. Ling Nuannuan looked around and secretly exclaimed. They were indeed rich people. Even the gardens were so well built and so generous.    

    

Mu Yun felt a little depressed in her heart. That time, she always felt like she was being played.    

    

Although she was unwilling to be a tutor back then, she had arranged to meet tonight. She had directly called to say that everything had been canceled. What did she think she was?    

    

Nangong Yao walked behind her and couldn't help but look at Mu Yun. It had been so many years. Was she married? Did she have a boyfriend?    

    

Nangong Yao's heart felt bitter. He wanted to ask, but he couldn't. His heart was in pain.    

    

He entered the living room. After entering the living room, Nangong Yao asked the maids to bring the drinks and fruits over. They placed a table full of exquisite things. Ling Nuannuan and Mu Yun sat on the sofa and exchanged glances. Suddenly, they felt that this man seemed to be very refined as well.    

    

"Cough... Si Qing is my niece!" Nangong Yao was also a little embarrassed. Back then, he lied to her and said that she was his younger sister, but in reality, she was his niece. So, at this moment, his words could be considered an explanation to Mu Yun. Yes.    

    

"I know. Si Qing told me today." Ling Nuannuan was an outsider and did not understand what he meant. She immediately smiled and nodded.    

    

"You are Si Qing's department director, right? I am very sorry. I was not in the country a while ago and I did not manage to meet you." Nangong Yao thought that Ling Nuannuan was the form teacher from before and he immediately apologized. "It's okay. I wasn't the one who asked you out earlier. I just picked up their class today. Si Qing didn't really like to talk at school, and she wasn't very focused in class, as if she had something on her mind. As her parent, you... "As her parent, have you ever cared about this?" Ling Nuannuan immediately threw out the question, wanting to see his reaction.    

    

Nangong Yaochen Nangong Yao's expression darkened, and he said in a low voice, "It's like this, Si Qing is my niece, and she has always been raised by me. She has a strong reliance on me, and she isn't very happy about sending her back to study."    

    

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

    

Nangong Yao looked a little sad. "My big brother passed away many years ago. Her mother has been developing in the country. I sent her back this time because I want her to be closer to her mother. In the future, she can stay by her mother's side and live by her side."    

    

"Then does Mr. Nangong know what Si Qing is thinking? Can you persuade her?" Ling Nuannuan was a little surprised. She really could not tell that this noble man in front of her actually brought up her niece. This familial love was really great.    

    

"I... I have been trying to persuade her all this time." A trace of helplessness flashed across Nangong Yao's handsome face. "In the past, when she was young, I wanted to wait for her to grow up before bringing up the matter of separation. Now that she has grown up, I... Just mentioning it caused her to lose her temper. " I don't know how to deal with her either. "    

    

"Pardon me for asking, is Mr. Nangong married yet?" Ling Nuannuan asked with a smile.    

    

Nangong Yao quickly looked at Mu Yun. Mu Yun was also staring at him as if she was bewitched. She had been staring at him for a few years. They hadn't seen each other for a few years. This man seemed to have become prettier.    

    

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