As soon as the taxi stopped, Nangong Yi got out of the car and walked to the villa.
Murong Shi paid the driver in a hurry and trotted to keep up with her.
In the villa, four people stood facing each other.
Nangong Jue sat lazily on the sofa, tapping his fingers on the sofa, as if he was no different from usual.
It's just that Nangong Yi saw his mood swings from his pursed lips and slightly frowned brows.
What is it that makes you so confused?
As soon as Nangong Yi came in, he attracted the attention of four people. Nangong Jue raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes suddenly brightened.
He reached out to her and was about to say something, but was interrupted by another person.
"Are you my precious daughter in name only?"
The speaker was a strange woman.
She was very good-looking, she looked to be in her thirties, with smooth skin, red lips and white teeth. Her beautiful pink eyes were slightly squinted, and she looked at Nangong Yi unceremoniously.
Baby?
Nangong Yi raised his eyebrows.
Is she talking about Nangong Jue? Nangong Jue is her baby?
What kind of international joke are you making, poaching in front of her, the real owner?
"Ms. Xi, you don't have complete evidence to prove that I am your son, please respect yourself!"
Before Nangong Yi could get angry, Nangong Jue had already spoken.
His voice was cold and a little annoyed.
The person he called Ms. Xi rolled her eyes and felt aggrieved for a moment, "Baby, how can you deny me? I am your mother..."
Nangong Yi suddenly heard thunder rolling from the sky.
She is Nangong Jue’s mother?
Holy shit!
This is even more unreliable than Nangong Jue being her father!
Her brain can't keep up with their rhythm... (She can't keep up with Yaya's rhythm, haha~)
Nangong Jue seemed to be very annoyed by her, and his brows furrowed even more tightly, "Why do you say that I am your son? What evidence do you have?"
Although he was as calm as ever, Nangong Yi felt that his emotions were by no means as stable as he showed.
Ms. Xi raised her eyebrows, as if she was waiting for his words, "There is a mole on your right wrist."
Nangong Jue seemed to know that she would say this, and smiled coldly, "There are many people who know this."
He looked thoughtfully at Sister Zhang aside, with warning in his eyes.
"There is a red spot on your heart!" Ms. Xi said again.
Nangong Yi's eyes changed slightly. There was really a red spot on Nangong Jue's heart. She had been with him so many times, and she knew it better than anyone else.
"But that's not possible..." Nangong Jue seemed to be still struggling.
"Baby Jue, if you still don't believe me, go take a paternity test with me. You are my son. This is a fact! You don't know how much you look like your father. Stop struggling, be good."
Ms. Xi smiled softly, but instead of being nonsensical, she had a somewhat benevolent smile.
Nangong Jue was not as moved as she imagined.
He raised his eyes slightly, still smiling coldly, "If that's the case, why did you abandon me?"
Ms. Xi's face turned pale for a moment.
Nangong Yi walked up gently, sat down next to Nangong Jue, and gently held his cold hand.
She knew that her daddy was not as cold as he showed.
He longs for family affection more than anyone else.
But it is because of this desire that I am cautious.
He shrinks himself into a shell, fearing that he will lose it after being possessed.
"Ms. Xi, tell me, why did you abandon Jue in the first place?" Murong Shi on the side also asked. In fact, he had a lot of objections to Nangong Jue's parents.
