Huo Ling's gold-rimmed glasses flashed as he stared at the woman.

She was petite, but he was too tall, so he could see the soft black top of her head at a glance. Her hair was naturally curly, surrounding her petite face, and she looked very cute.

As cute as...a little peach.

He moved his thin lips and said, "Xiao Yingtao called me today. She cried very sadly and said she thought I was dead, so I wanted to see her."

He meant to ask for her opinion.

"Ah?" Zhu Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, feeling annoyed secretly.

Why did Xiao Yingtao contact Huo Ling? She obviously went back to see her last night and didn't mention Huo Ling.

It is estimated that Jiujiu Mobao exchanged news.

Her daughter was very clingy to Huo Ling and was very naughty, but the little one had been depressed for a long time because of Huo Ling's disappearance, and it was hard for her to refuse, "Then...then you can come with me to see her."

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"Well, I'll go drive, you wait here." Huo Ling waved his hand to signal her not to move.

The man strode down the steps, his lean body and sharp tone filled with a masculine aura that Zhu Yaoyuan would never forget.

His back was so handsome that she stared at it in a daze for a long time, her heart beating hard.

When the man drove over, she quickly lowered her eyes.

Along the way, the two of them didn't talk much.

The suffocating silence was completely broken by Xiao Yingtao after returning to Yuefu Villa.

"Ah! Huo Ling's father, you are finally back. Little Yingtao...little Yingtao thought you were dead. She cried for a long time, for a month, Daddy, oooh oh...

..."

When Xiao Yingtao saw Huo Ling, she rolled towards him coquettishly.

She waited on the doorstep for a long time. Under a few snowflakes in the winter, the little one was wrapped like a thick meat dumpling by the nanny, with a red cape, a waxy face, and a milky voice full of tears.

Seeing Huo Ling made the whole man's heart soften.

He didn't know why he liked this little girl so much.

Not to mention the growing relationship between him and the little guy after Zhu Yaoyao brought her to the imperial capital.

After all, he is still his eldest brother's child, so he is related by relatives.

"Come, uncle, give me a hug." He squatted down with his long legs and opened his strong arms.

"No, no, it's Daddy, Daddy!" Xiao Yingtao called him stubbornly, and climbed onto him with her short legs.

"Little Yingtao——" Zhu Yaoyao winked subtly, gritting his teeth a little and feeling embarrassed, "How many times have I told you not to call Uncle Huo Ling daddy? He is not——"

"He is, he is!" Xiao Yingtao shouted and ignored her mother, "I just know that he is my daddy. I only want such a handsome man to be my daddy! Daddy, okay?"

She dug into Huo Ling's neck like a little pig.

The milky smell was so greasy that Huo Ling couldn't bear to say "no". He glanced at Zhu Yaoyao with his narrow peach blossom eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Why, do you mind so much that she calls me, Daddy?"

His eyes were particularly deep under the lamp, and seemed to have some other meaning.

Zhu Yaoyao can't understand what it is, are you testing it?

Her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and she avoided his eyes and looked away, "But it's obviously not..."

"If the child likes it, it doesn't matter if she screams. She lacks father's love to begin with. You don't have to treat her so harshly, right? It makes her unhappy. Doesn't it make you feel good?" Huo Ling asked indifferently.

Zhu Yaoyuan felt uncomfortable hearing his words.

He actually put on a good face in front of the children.

But in the future, when Xiao Yingtao becomes wiser, how will she explain this awkward relationship and say that Huo Ling is her biological uncle...?

"I don't understand you. You are an unmarried man. Don't you resent being asked to be your father?" Zhu Yaoyao frowned and countered.


Chapter completed!