"Okay, I'm almost out of class, you send me the address."

Mu Yun has been teaching at the university for almost four years. Ling Nuannuan was a student at the beginning, and she took up the post. Until now, she is still an English teacher in the school, but the classes she brought out have excellent final grades, and she is also widely praised.

Maybe everyone has a prejudice against Mu's surname, so Mu Yun must make her work better.

After Ling Nuannuan invited Mu Yun to dinner, the two drove a car and headed towards Nangong Siqing's house.

The first thing you enter is a villa area.

"It's a rich family."

Ling Nuannuan said with a smile.

Mu Yun turned her head to look, and suddenly asked curiously: "You just said that the student's surname is Nangong?"

"Yes, it's a special surname."

Mu Yun couldn't help but recall that a man named Nangong Yao came to her more than three years ago and said that he wanted to invite her to be a tutor, but later called to cancel, and she only remembered the man's name.

At this moment, in a majestic villa, a tall man wearing a suit was sitting on the sofa. The western-colored suit and white clothes were wrapped in his muscular body, with a dignified temperament, restrained and calm.

The crystal light above his head reflected his sharp facial features, under his straight eyebrows, a pair of deep and unfathomable eyes, under his high bridge of nose were resolute and thin lips, and his chin was smooth and graceful, making his whole face look strangely handsome in an ancient country.

He glanced at the time, and it was almost half past eight as agreed.

At this moment, a girl in a beautiful dress walked down the stairs step by step.

The gray-blue sofa makes the whole living room look deep and exuding a cool atmosphere, just like the man sitting on the sofa at this moment exudes.

"uncle."

The girl's childish voice resounded in the silent night.

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

"I was up there alone, scared."

After the girl finished speaking, she ran down quickly. She was wearing an ancient spun pajamas. When she ran, her skirt fluttered. Soon, she sat beside Nangong Yao and wrapped her arms around the man's arm: "Uncle, do you really want to take me to see her tomorrow?"

"She's your mother."

Nangongyao looked at the girl beside him who was raised by him, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart. Back then, his elder brother left in a car accident, leaving behind her who was less than four years old. Her mother was a very famous and popular supermodel. For work, she also cruelly abandoned her. Nangongyao's parents were not in good health. At that time, Nangong Siqing stayed alone and cried every day, so Nangongyao took her with her.

Even in a meeting, he had seen her sitting in the conference room with his arms in his arms. At that time, those who knew relatives sympathized with him, and those who didn't know suspected him. A young man with a child was indeed arousing criticism.

But Nangong Siqing is already a middle school student, and as she grows older, he doesn't want to keep her by his side, so he will take a three-month vacation to let her go back to China to study. He has contacted her mother, and she is willing to take her back to her side. Maybe it's because she is old and wants to have a companion, and now Nangong Siqing is not a child who is crying endlessly.

"She threw me in. In my heart, my uncle is my family."

Nangong Siqing hugged the man's arms even tighter: "You are my daddy."

Listening to her saying this, Nangong Yao's stern expression was also amused: "Siqing, I'm just your uncle. Uncle promises you that he will give you whatever you want in the future, but the prerequisite is that you must get along well with your mother."

"She is a stranger to me, and I don't want to see her."

Tears rolled out of Nangong Siqing's eyes suddenly, she shook her head pitifully: "Did uncle despise me?

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