948: C948 You Are a Rascal

C948 You Are a Rascal

0The two children ran back to Yoyo's side. Yoyo squatted down and patted the dust off Yiyi's body.

"Little mischievous, where did you run off to?"

"Little aunt, I just went to play in the back garden and found many fireflies. They are so beautiful. Right, I also met a little rascal."

"Rascal?" Yoyo felt that her words were quite interesting. Did she understand what a rascal meant at such a young age?

Unlike Gu Xun, Yiyi did not like to learn. Up until now, she could only communicate smoothly in Mandarin. As for English and French, she only knew a little bit of everyday language. Gu Xun was proficient in several languages.

"A big and innocent rascal." When Gu Xun mentioned Nangong Mo, his tone became much colder.

"What happened to Little Xun?" Yoyo could sense that the child did not seem to be in a good mood. Although he had a cold personality, he usually did not have much emotion.

"Nothing." Gu Xun angrily sat to the side and pulled his bow tie. He looked like a young adult.

Yiyi held her hand. "Aunt, let me tell you. I met an uncle just now. I think Brother Xun looks like him. That uncle's eyes are black."

"What uncle?" Yoyo's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that person who came?

These years, she had deliberately avoided Nangong Lih because Nangong Lih normally would not attend this kind of banquet. Presumably, they would not meet.

"How can there be any uncle? He is just a big scoundrel. His son wants to touch Yiyi." Gu Xun quickly said.

He knew that Nangong Lih was his father and Yoyo did not know yet. She felt that he was a child and did not say much.

Yoyo was also curious. When Gu Xun was two or three years old, he would often ask who his father was, but he never asked again.

"Yiyi is so young. It's just a child's play." Yoyo bent down to tie his bow tie. She did not think too much about it.

That person's son is in America. It should not be him.

"Mommy, I want to go home."

"You still have to speak later. This is the mission Uncle Harry gave you. What's wrong? Is it because you're too nervous or because you forgot your words?"

"How could I forget that? I'm just a little tired."

Gu Xun looked away awkwardly. He just didn't want to see that man.

"Did you read too late last night? Mommy will come back with you as soon as you finish your speech, okay?"

Gu Xun couldn't refuse. Forget it. He didn't admit it. They would meet as soon as they met.

"Aunty is late. Let's go to the main hall. I'm so hungry. I really want to eat cake."

"You are just a little glutton. Okay, let's go."

Nangong Mo had already started to eat. "Daddy, do you want to eat? This is super delicious."

"Are you not full in America?" Nangong Lih looked at him coldly. He had a different personality from his family. How could the old-fashioned Master bring out such a child?

"Of course I'm full. It's just that the pastries here taste better. Here, have a taste."

"No." Nangong Lih frowned. This child was really annoying.

"Daddy, just one bite, just one bite..." Nangong Mo was obviously a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers and had a strong willpower.

Nangong Lih was afraid that he would be annoyed to death by him, so he bent down and took a bite.

"Aunty, I want to eat that piece. Give it to me." Yiyi pointed at the cake on the top of the hill.

Gu Xun saw Nangong Lih and Nangong Mo at first glance. Nangong Mo held his hand intimately with a happy expression on his face.

They were father and son, and he was nothing. Gu Xun clenched his fists tightly.

Especially when he saw Gu Xun squatting down to eat the cake that Nangong Mo fed him. In Gu Xun's eyes, it was fatherly filial piety. He was so angry that his entire body trembled.

It was like a wife seeing her husband and Mo together. He hated those two people!

For him, Mommy washed her face with tears every day. But he was happy outside.

Nangong Lih did not know what kind of image he had in a child's mind. He only felt a gaze staring at him.

He looked towards that line of sight. That child was looking at him covetously. He could feel his anger from a few meters away. There was hatred in his eyes.

The father and son looked at each other. Gu Xun moved his gaze away in embarrassment.

Nangong Lih looked behind him and saw a slim woman. It was her, Yoyo.

Dong! He felt his heart was about to jump out.

He approached Yoyo unconsciously. She was wearing a purple qipao today. It had been five years since they last saw each other, which made her look even more charming.

"Aunty, I want that piece.

There were many layers of the small cake shelves, some of which could only be taken by tall men.

Yoyo held a stack of pastries in one hand and tiptoed with the other. She wanted to get the pastries.

Her body swayed, "Ah..."

"Are you alright?"

Her body landed firmly in a person's embrace. An unfamiliar yet familiar male voice came into her ears. Was it him?

Yoyo had never given up on Nangong Lih in all these years. No matter how good the man Granny found for her was, she did not want to take another look.

Some of them were sincere to her. Until now, they were still chasing after her man.

She wanted to completely give up on Nangong Lih and start a new life. After a short while, she found that she rejected sending messages to others.

She was restless when she saw Nangong Lih and had a cup of coffee. She did not know what to do.

She thought she was thinking too much this time.

She looked up at the familiar face. Nangong Lih had become more mature and steady than before.

"Are you hurt?" He asked with concern.

Yoyo almost called him 'young master'. Perhaps others would think that this title was very humble. In Yoyo's heart, this title was a very special feeling.

"I'm fine."

She had clearly changed a lot, but in front of Nangong Lih, she instantly became a little girl who did not know what to do.

She saw that the corner of his mouth still had the crumbs of the cake that she accidentally touched a few years ago, just like a few years ago, when Nangong Lih accidentally touched something on his face, she would reach out her hand to wipe it away for him.

Her hand was faster than her brain. She gently brushed the corner of Nangong Lih's mouth.

Their skin was pressed against each other, and an electric current flowed through their bodies. She was in Nangong Lih's arms, and his palm was still on her waist.3

"I..."

For a moment, Yoyo did not know what to do. She explained in a panic, "That, there is residue at the corner of your mouth. I, I will help you remove it."

Her purple eyes were like a lost deer. Nangong Lih was flustered by her gaze.

"Thank you."

Yoyo quickly got out of his arms. Her face was red.

Gu Xun's impression of Yoyo was that she was very calm most of the time except when Yoyo was sad.

This was the first time he had seen such a panicked mother. Nangong Lih was also very nervous. The two of them were like children who did something wrong and did not know how to deal with this kind of situation.

"Are you okay?" Nangong Lih was the first to break the awkwardness.

Yoyo did not dare to look at him. She stared at the cake in her hand and replied, "I'm fine."

"Aunty, the cake. I want the cake." Yiyi said greedily from the side.

Yoyo quickly passed the cake to her. Nangong Mo smiled, "Auntie, you are so pretty. Your eyes are also purple."

Only then did Yoyo react. This was Nangong Mo, Nangong Lih's son. The last time she had seen him was when he was two or three years old.

"Thank you." Her heart was a little sour. This child was so lively. He must be very similar to his mother.

Nangong Lih had a dull personality. There was a lively girl by his side that was very suitable for him to relieve his boredom.

She clearly knew that he already had a child. Why was her heart still so sour?

"Is this your son?" Nangong Lih stared at Gu Xun. The two children had said that he was like him, so it really did look like him, especially when Gu Xun looked at him angrily.

"It has nothing to do with you." Gu Xun hated this pair of father and son. He felt that Nangong Mo was deliberately showing off in front of him and his mother, showing off his victory.

"Little Xun, what are you talking about? Call him Uncle Nangong."

Yoyo's heart was complicated, sour, bitter, and scared. No one knew that she left when she was pregnant.

Nangong Lih could not have recognized this child, could he?

Uncle? How ironic.

The corner of Gu Xun's mouth was full of sarcasm, "It's more like I call him a rogue."

Usually Gu Xun was very obedient and polite, but today, for some reason, Yoyo felt a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Nangong. My son might be a little tired, so I don't mind offending you."

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