Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
In addition to being exquisite and beautiful, the little princess’s skin was extremely good, fair and delicate and looked soft and tender.
Cen Xi was a girl just over 18 years old. When she saw Tiantian she could not help exclaim, “Wow, what a beautiful little girl…” While talking, she thought of the man who was even colder than Hades beside her and thought of what he had instructed her, she quickly suppressed her desire to say hello to the little girl.
But her eyes could not help crinkling, and she winked at the little girl.
The little girl felt Cen Xi’s friendliness and reached out her small fair hand, greeting Cen Xi cutely, “Good morning, Beautiful Sister.”
Then she blinked her big eyes, looking at Mu Sihan who had been staring fixedly at her since she entered the elevator, saying, “Good morning, Handsome Uncle.”
Cen Xi could not help gushing in her heart. God, this little cutie is too polite! What a sweetie! She was like a doll, making her want to steal her home!
Cen Xi could not help replying to the little princess, “Good morning, you’re going downstairs for breakfast too?”
“Yes, Mommy is still washing up so me and Daddy will go to the restaurant downstairs to wait for them first.” The little princess then looked at Feng Yao who was behind her and said with a blinding smile, “He’s my Daddy.”
At her words, Feng Yao lifted the little princess in his arms.
Feng Yao’s gaze met with Mu Sihan’s.
Mu Sihan’s hands that were in his pants pockets clenched tightly into fists.
But his heart softened when he saw the little girl coming in.
He was usually not a person who sympathized with women and had little patience for children, but when he saw the little girl, he felt an inexplicable fondness and happiness.
It was a very strange feeling.
But she had called Feng Yao ‘Daddy’?
Mu Sihan narrowed his dark eyes and there was not much emotional change on his well-defined face. “Young Master Feng, she’s your daughter?”
Feng Yao raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled. “Yes.”
“I hadn’t heard Miss Helian mention that you have a daughter already.”
Feng Yao did not mind the probing in Mu Sihan’s words. “Why should I tell Helian Zhu about my private affairs? I’ll tell my family about this if my darling daughter’s Mommy agrees to marry me someday.”
Marry?
Nan Zhi and Feng Yao’s relationship was so intimate that they could talk about getting married?
Princess Tiantian looked at Feng Yao then at Mu Sihan, her head tilted and she could not understand something.
Why did she feel like she had seen Handsome Uncle before?
He looked familiar!
“Did Daddy know Handsome Uncle before?” Tiantian asked.
Feng Yao said gently, “Yes, we saw each other the other day.”
Princess Tiantian hummed and then looked at the cold Mu Sihan with a smile. “Handsome Uncle, don’t be envious that my Daddy has such a cutie like me. I’m sure you and Pretty Sister’s future child will be cuter than I am.”
Cen Xi’s mouth twitched.
She had only turned eighteen and never thought of having a child. Besides, although the man beside her was handsome and noble, he was cold. She felt frightened when looking at him, and never thought of wanting to have anything with him, let alone a child!
All she wanted was to find out about the things that had happened when her sister was still alive.
…
The elevator reached the first floor.
After Feng Yao nodded at Mu Sihan, he walked out of the elevator with the little princess in his arms. The little princess leaned on Feng Yao’s shoulders and waved at Mu Sihan and Cen Xi. “Handsome Uncle, Pretty Sister, bye bye.”
Cen Xi also waved at her, her smile gentle. “Little cutie, bye bye.”
Then, seeming to have thought of something, she looked at the man who had a dark expression beside her, her eyelashes fluttering slightly and said somewhat frightened, “Mr Ye, I couldn’t control myself just now. Next time, I will talk less.”
Mu Sihan glanced at Cen Xi and found that she also had a head of naturally curly black hair. He reached out his hand. “Pull out a strand of your hair.”
Cen Xi shivered in fear and held her head with both hands. “Mr Ye, I promise to speak less in the future. Please don’t pull out all of my hair…”
Mu Sihan furrowed his eyebrows, his well-defined handsome face seemed even colder and sharp as blades. “Why would I want to pull out all your hair? I just need one strand.”
Cen Xi blinked, her expression slightly blank and adorable. When she realized what he was saying, she hummed and quickly pulled out one strand of her hair.
It hurt a little, but she dared not make any sound.
Mu Sihan took Cen Xi’s hair and went to the supermarket of the hotel to get a plastic bag to put it in.
Cen Xi looked at the mysterious and cold Mu Sihan and her heart shivered. She just hoped that he would find the owner of the cuff links soon, so that she could leave the Capital.
During breakfast, Cen Xi did not see the little cutie in the buffet restaurant, and she felt slightly disappointed facing the icy mountain beside her.
As she ate, Cen Xi suddenly realized something. “Mr Ye, y-you… you…”
Mu Sihan was slowly eating his sandwich and he looked at Cen Xi, who would stammer when she got agitated. “Talk properly.”
Cen Xi’s face flushed red. She met with Mu Sihan’s cold eyes and shook her head. “I-I don’t think I want to say it anymore.”
She wanted to ask him whether the little cutie in the elevator was the one they saw at the hotel entrance last night? And she wanted to ask if he and the little cutie’s daddy were love rivals?
After breakfast, Cen Xi asked cautiously, “Mr Ye, where are we going later?”
Mu Sihan looked at the bright sky outside the restaurant and said coldly, “Skiing.”
…
While Feng Yao was driving Nan Zhi and Tiantian to the skiing ground, Tiantian mentioned meeting Mu Sihan and Cen Xi in the elevator.
“Mommy, I remember now. There’s an uncle this morning who looked like Brother.”
Nan Zhi’s eyebrows twitched.
She looked at Feng Yao who was driving in front through the rearview mirror. Feng Yao met her gaze and nodded, confirming what she thought.
Nan Zhi closed her eyes and did not know what to do for a moment. Her mind was confused and she did not know if it was a coincidence or fate that she met him last night and this morning.
When they reached the skiing ground, Feng Yao rented three sets of skiing equipment.
Looking at the listless Nan Zhi, Feng Yao patted her head with his gloved hand. “Okay, don’t think too much while we’re out to play. If you’re worried, we’ll leave in the afternoon.”
Nan Zhi nodded. “You can teach Tiantian how to ski first, I’ll go to the washroom.”
After Nan Zhi went to the washroom, she found there was something wrong when she came out. She looked sideways and saw a tall figure standing by the men’s bathroom playing with a lighter.
Nan Zhi froze on the spot, not knowing whether to leave or to say hello to him.
Maybe he was waiting for his new lover. Forget it, she’d better pretend she had not seen him and leave in silence. Maybe he didn’t see her…
She was just about to leave, when the man’s voice disrupted the silence. “What are you afraid of, wanting to leave that badly?”
