Chapter 876 - He Has A Son? (1) (2/2)

A little girl?

Cen Xi held down the doubts in her heart. She remembered she was not supposed to ask too many questions.

“Mr Ye, as long as you smile more, you should be more approachable. It’s not about the clothes!” After Cen Xi finished speaking, she went downstairs.

Mu Sihan chose a simple black V-necked sweater and a fitted pair of leisure pants from the pile of clothes on the bed. His hair was not combed neatly as usual but he let a few strands fall onto his forehead. There was a slight smile on his face and was quite different from his previous stern and solemn look.

After Cen Xi went downstairs, she stood in the kitchen for awhile, before realizing that she was supposed to call Mr Ye down for dinner when she went upstairs just now.

She ran upstairs again.

Mu Sihan had just changed and came out from the room. Seeing that he was in a good mood, Cen Xi could not hold down her curiosity and asked, “Mr Ye, if a little girl is coming over later, should I hide in case I cause her to misunderstand?”

“No need. You already met her this morning.”

Cen Xi thought for a while and then her eyes suddenly lit up. “Ah? Isn’t she still very young!” Did Mr Ye have some bad habits? But the little girl looked like she was only three years old!

Mu Sihan could see what Cen Xi was thinking and his handsome face darkened. “What are you thinking?”

Cen Xi admitted that she was thinking too much and she stuck out her tongue with her face red. “Then it’s fine. The little girl is really adorable and beautiful, even I want to steal her home. Her daddy is so handsome, her mommy must surely look good as well.”

Her voice had just stopped when she found that Mu Sihan’s expression turned even darker.

Suddenly, Cen Xi remembered that the little girl’s daddy might be Mr Ye’s love rival. She lowered her eyes, dared not to say anything more and fled downstairs.

Only when she got back downstairs did she remember that she had forgotten to ask Mr Ye to eat again.

…

The chauffeur who came to pick Nan Zhi and the children drove the car halfway up the hill.

Tiantian was looking out of the window and when she saw that a layer of white snow had covered the courtyard, she said excitedly, “Brother, the snow outside is so beautiful. We can have a snow fight!”

The car stopped and Tiantian pulled Little Yuyu to play in the yard.

Seeing the two children play so happily, Nan Zhi did not call them in immediately.

She should tell Mu Sihan first that not only did he have a daughter, he also had another son, so that he would not be shocked when he saw his son!

Nan Zhi let the children know before following the chauffeur into the villa. Hearing sounds, Cen Xi ran out from the kitchen with a bright smile.

Nan Zhi had just entered and changed into slippers when she saw Cen Xi who was in an ap.r.o.n.

When she saw the news the other time, she could see that Cen Xi was still a young girl. This time seeing her at such a close range, Nan Zhi’s heart had a complicated feeling.

Although she was not very old herself, she was already a woman in her twenties, and Cen Xi face was full of youthful vigor and her eyes looked young and lively.

The blood in Nan Zhi’s body rushed up to her head and her limbs felt cold.

Just because he had called, she had rushed over with two children.

He clearly had a new lover, what was she thinking?

When Cen Xi saw Nan Zhi, she greeted her warmly, “h.e.l.lo, I’m Cen Xi. Mr Ye and I…” She wanted to explain but she remembered what Mr Ye had instructed her a few days ago and she swallowed the words that were by her lips and bit her lip, saying softly, “It’s not what you think it is. Mr Ye is very devoted, don’t misunderstand him!”

Nan Zhi looked at the smiling Cen Xi and she did not know if was really that innocent or she was pretending in front of her.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something when the man’s heavy footsteps sounded by the stairs.

Nan Zhi looked over and saw the man wearing a black V-necked sweater and dark colored leisure pants coming down.

The two pairs of eyes met.

Hers cold.

His deep.

Seeing that she was alone, the man narrowed his dark eyes. “Where’s my daughter?”

Hearing his words, Nan Zhi’s heart sank even lower.