Chapter 266 Does Dad like Sisi too?
The engine roared again.
The car carrying Nanchuan Spyker and the little guy did not stop at all.
The rest of the vehicles also started silently and receded like a black tide.
At the entrance of the International Center, Ning Fengsheng was the only one left.
The evening breeze is so cold that it goes straight to the heart.
Ning Fengsheng stood stiffly in place, suddenly raised his hand and covered his mouth tightly.
My heart felt like it was being torn apart, and an intense, overwhelming pain rushed from my heart straight to my throat.
She hugged herself and squatted down, tears rolling down her cheeks.
It was her Sen Sen, but she didn't recognize him at first.
The baby has grown up to be smart and clever, and can play her around.
He would lie cunningly, compliment people cleverly, call her "beautiful sister" in the softest voice... and he would also show complete and unreserved joy when he saw her...
But when they met Nanchuan Shijue again, they were strangers.
He didn't even bother to get out of the car to say hello, as if they were completely unrelated strangers...
…
The car was eerily quiet.
Moss wished he could become invisible, and kept secretly observing the young master's expression.
The little guy who is usually very good at observing people's expressions is very slow tonight!
As soon as Nanchuan Yusen got in the car, he was playing with his phone, tapping his little finger rapidly, and giving orders to the bodyguard:
This baby wants all her information!
"Yes, Mr. Konan, go investigate immediately!"
Nanchuan Yusen was very excited, shaking his feet in his little leather shoes.
"Young master, hey, didn't you say you were going for a walk? Why did you come here?" Moss couldn't help but ask.
Master, it was the young master who came here on his own. It has nothing to do with me.
The little guy raised his head and looked at the man in the driver's seat, whose features were as cold and hard as a sculpture. Instead of answering, he asked, "Dad, do you know Sisi?"
Nanchuan Shijue's expression was indifferent, and the veins on the back of his hand, where the knuckles were clearly visible, throbbed slightly: "I don't know him."
"Really don't know him?"
“…”
"I know her!" The little guy puffed out his chest proudly, a cunning glint in his round eyes. "Next time I'll introduce Sisi to you."
The person in the driver's seat was silent, and the air in the car seemed to have frozen.
Moss wiped his sweat and asked, "How does the young master know Miss Si?"
"I saw Sisi on TV and fell in love with her at first sight!" Little Milk Bag said seriously, as if to emphasize the seriousness of this relationship.
The corner of Moss's mouth twitched. "Huh? Love at first sight? Young Master, that's not how you use the word, right?"
"Director Si has my heart set on her!" Little Milk Bag smirked and announced to himself, "I'm going to marry her when I grow up."
"Squeak!"
The harsh sound of brakes cut through the night sky!
The huge inertia caused the little baby to rush forward, but fortunately he was firmly fixed in the safety seat.
Nanchuan Shijue's face was terribly gloomy, like a black sea with a storm brewing.
"How do you drive? You even bumped the baby over!" Nanchuan Yusen got angry.
"That's all your fault for talking nonsense and making the young master angry."
Nanchuan Yusen blinked his big eyes and asked, "Dad is angry? Does Dad like Sisi too?"
Nanchuan Shijue's voice was as cold as ice: "Sit still and don't move."
"Do you like Sisi?" The little guy kept on pestering, twisting his little body in the safety seat.
Nanchuan Shijue took a deep breath, restarted the car, and his face returned to its usual calmness: "Not interested."
"Oh, even if daddy is interested, I won't give Sisi to you." The little kid crossed his arms across his chest, looking like a little adult, his tone full of arrogance that brooked no argument.
Nanchuan Shijue's grip on the steering wheel suddenly tightened, and his knuckles turned white from the force.
Anger was swirling in his eyes, but he suppressed it.
"The young master is only three years old. He doesn't even know what a wife is, Master," Moss watched terrified from the side and tried to smooth things over. "He's just talking like a child..."
"Shut up!"
"Shut up!"
Two voices, one big and one small, sounded at the same time, and their tacit understanding left Moss speechless.
He frowned and shut up tactfully: These father and son are indeed cut from the same mold.
"Of course I don't understand!" Little Milk Bag said unconvincedly, "A wife is someone who plays with me, sleeps with me, and eats with me! I like Sisi, so I want Sisi to be my wife!"
Moss no longer dared to speak. The atmosphere in the car was so strange that it made people tremble.
Fortunately, the young master's temper has really calmed down a lot, and he was able to hold back his anger...
Nanchuan Yusen raised his eyes and glanced at her secretly, his blue eyes holding a cunning light.
Dad must like Sisi, otherwise why would there be a photo of Sisi in the drawer?
He saw it all! And Dad lied!
The little guy was thinking indignantly in his heart, but he looked as if nothing had happened.
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The car drove silently into the vast Nanchuan Mansion, passed through the carefully manicured gardens and fountains, and stopped in front of a mansion as magnificent as a palace.
The bright lights dispel the darkness of night.
As soon as the car door was opened by the bodyguard, Nanchuan Yusen slid out of the child seat like a little leopard that had broken free from its restraints, and rushed home without looking back, leaving Nanchuan Shijue and the butler far behind.
"Where's Sisi's information? Now! Right now! All of it! Give it to me!"
The head bodyguard was stunned for a moment, then carefully held up the printed information: "It's all here, Mr. Xiaonan."
Nanchuan Shijue walked into the entrance hall, and his wolf-head leather shoes made a cold and hard sound.
He was raising his hand and slowly unbuttoning his suit jacket, his movements dignified and elegant.
Hearing his son's shout, his fingers that were unbuttoning his shirt paused for a moment.
The little guy was sitting cross-legged on the wool carpet in the middle of the living room, with several limited edition alloy car models scattered around him.
He lay on the coffee table, carefully flipping through the contents of the document, occasionally pointing at it with his little finger.
Seeing Ning Fengsheng's bright smile in the photo, his eyes lit up. He carefully pulled the photo out of the file, kissed it a few times, and then put it in his small schoolbag.
Then, he found the phone number from the information and dialed it one digit at a time.
“Beep…beep…beep…”
Time seemed to be stretched out.
The little guy held his breath and stared at the phone screen without blinking.
"Hello?"
The phone was connected, and it was Sisi's voice!
Nanchuan Yusen's little heart skipped a beat and almost jumped out of his throat!
He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound sweet and obedient: "Hello! I'm the baby!"
"Baby?" Nanchuan Yusen? !
"I'm home! Sisi, what are you doing?"
Ning Fengsheng on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then a light laugh came from him: "I just finished taking a shower."
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