Domineering baby: I want this daddy

【594 Fate is a strange and teasing thing】

"that's right!"

MiG raised his hand and agreed, "This kind of violent man is the last thing you want! If it were me, I might as well not cook for you, and ignore you from now on. This is in line with the style of a violent, authoritarian and perverted man." Think about it, I'm so angry, how can I endure my anger and resentment, and prepare dinner for you with my own hands, wouldn't that be detrimental to a man's dignity? What's more, I am still the head of the four major families If it weren't for the woman I love so much, she would never have gotten what I did..."

"Okay!" Xiao Yu raised his hand and interrupted speechlessly, "I know Nangong Tou's temper and style best. When it comes to this matter, it would be considered kind if he doesn't kill you, but kills me. He still expects to eat him again." Hands-on banquet? I promise [-] times that it's impossible! You hurry up and contact the headquarters, and go to work..."

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So two hours later, when he saw the dazzling array of dishes in front of the dining table, which was even richer and more delicious than noon, the chef-level dinner that only Nangong Tou could make, Xiaoyu was stunned, really stunned for more than ten seconds without saying a word.

"Look..." MiG listened next to her, "I just said, if you don't love a man to a certain extent, he can't show such hatred to me, and his eyes are not enough to vent his anger... ..."

Miss Yu felt that she had been slapped in the face.

I was still beaten by myself.

Loud though.

But surprisingly, it didn't hurt at all.

On the contrary, my heart was warm, pounding, messy, very strange.

"Wow, so rich!"

Ah Zi, who came downstairs, took a look at the various delicacies on the table, and walked over quickly, while looking at them, she sighed, "It's even richer than Chinese New Year, it must be made by Brother Shitou, I haven't eaten it for a long time Brother Shitou cooks so many rare and high-quality delicacies..."

"That's not it." Sunny Tian walked over from the side, opened the seat and sat down, and answered, "Except for the tenth wedding anniversary of Daddy and Mommy, it's been a long time since I've seen my brother cook so many sumptuous dinners himself. In a few days we really had a good time——!"

Although he was talking to Ah Zi, his eyes glanced at Xiao Yu intentionally or unintentionally.

Xiaoyu was silent and didn't say a word. After making Miguel sit beside him, after some introductions, he hooked his head and started to eat.

"Where's the handsome uncle?" After Yan Xiaoyu's words and deeds, coercion and temptation, the girl finally got rid of the bad habit of calling Nangong Tou babi, "Why doesn't the handsome uncle come to eat with us?"

"Handsome Uncle has been busy all afternoon today. In the evening, he has to listen to the reports from the German branch staff. He is busy confirming the position, planning the route, and rescuing your brother. So, Shuai Uncle won't have dinner with us tonight. Let's talk..." Glancing at Xiaoyu, Qing Tian whispered, "Someone here doesn't welcome bad uncles..."

When Yaya heard this, she raised her head and glanced at Mummy who was sitting with the blond-haired brother. She frowned, groaned, and pouted at Mummy, looking very disgusted with her.

Zhuang Zhuang was more direct, yelling directly at Xiaoyu, "Mommy is a bad person!"

Xiaoyu was sweating...

Looking at a table of people looking at him, he felt that he couldn't eat anymore.

I thought that Nangong Tou would cook and cook in person after being so provoked by her. She was a little moved by this condescending spirit, but the people at the table were all targeting her, even the girl who loved her the most. What happened to Zhuang Zhuang turning his elbow outward?It's only been a few days, and Nangong's technique of buying people's hearts through you is too clever...

"Have a meal!"

He simply took a piece of meat and put it in MiG's bowl, and said with a bit of anger, "Eat more, don't let them live up to the wishes of the young master and the handsome uncle."

Why, Miguel stood up, sighed sadly at her, put the meat back, and said regretfully, "Unfortunately, I'm a vegetarian recently, and I don't like meat..."

Saying that, he stood up, picked up the plate fork, sighed and talked to himself, and went to a corner to do it.

Yan Xiaoyu looked dumbfounded——

What's happening here?

Why did Mao even her fellow party members, and her own subordinates who were acting as commanders, also turned against each other?

What kind of magical power is Nangong Tou? It won't be able to buy people over with a meal, right?

then.

Under the pressure of everyone's eyes and the low-pressure atmosphere, Yan Xiaoyu was finally sent to bring the dinner to Master Tou's room to deliver the meal in person——

She was absolutely unwilling, and even walked slowly upstairs, but, under the threat of the eyes of everyone behind her, she bit the bullet, raised her hand, and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

In the room, the man's deep voice answered, and he couldn't hear any emotion. He only felt that there was more depression than usual. Xiao Yu bit his lip, and finally, he turned the doorknob and walked in.

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"Yes——!"

A group of people, when Yan Xiaoyu walked into Tou Shao's house and closed the door, they clenched their fists and clapped their hands almost simultaneously, and met triumphant eyes.

"Sister Ah Zi, you can act on the basis of winks now, and you've cooperated very well!" Qing Tian boasted.

"Of course, it has something to do with Brother Shitou's happiness in his life." Azi smiled, and raised her hand to assure her, "Besides, ever since Mummy and Daddy found someone similar to Sister Yu at Aunt Yang's place, she has Order me to come here with Uncle Tang, fully assist Brother Tou in the investigation and try our best to bring them together, and try our best to make up for the harm we did to Sister Yu back then. I will do what I say, and I have a heavy responsibility..."

"However, this little brother is still amazing."

Glanced to the side, Qing Tian looked at MiG who was sitting on the side, "We have only met twice, and we know how to observe the situation. Those who know the current affairs are outstanding, and my brother is very smart."

"This...you are being polite..."

MiG was modest and embarrassed, and looked up at Wei An who was sitting opposite.

Wei An smiled at him and made a thank you gesture.

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After dinner, everyone left the table——

When only Wei An and Nangong Mo were left, he helped her up and was about to go upstairs. Nangong Mo asked, "Have you seen that boy named MiG this afternoon?"

"Well," Wei An nodded, "During the afternoon when my sister was working with him, he came out to get a drink and went in. I saw him and talked to him."

"What did you say?" Nangong Mo asked, looking at her with an expression of interest, "Just two minutes is enough for you to tell him all the details, and persuade him not to act too seriously, and choose to stand between you and me." Is Ah Zi sunny?"

"Of course not enough."

Sunny day was happy, and she slightly covered her thin lips, "I just went to take care of Yaya and Zhuangzhuang after the prenatal education today. I heard from Zhuangzhuang that a person he knew came to the villa. That person was very afraid of him. The storage room monitor at home There are still a lot of ridiculous scenes of him panicking and screaming monsters, and I still want to show them to me, so I passed these words on to that boy..."

"Oh...that's how it is." Nangong Mo glanced at her, sighing in disbelief, "Tell the promising FBI detective that you have a video that you want to burn, our upright and kind-hearted Miss Wei An , and learned to threaten people..."

Wei'an shook her head in embarrassment, and whispered, "Nangong is a big dye vat..."

"It's still funny." Nangong Mo laughed again, "Why didn't I find Miss Wei An that you were so interesting before?"

Although he has been taking great care of her recently, Nangong Mo has always been polite, with a perfect and caring tone of a friend. He never thought that he would speak in such a tone. Wei An was startled, and his face blushed involuntarily.

This kind of blushing was actually very easy to happen in the past, and he never had such eye contact and participation. It was just a person's imagination.

Now, suddenly seeing his eyes so truly, Wei An was a little at a loss.

But after a few seconds, he hurriedly forced himself to regain his sanity, shook his head, and ran upstairs with an excuse of exhaustion——

Nangong Mo stood at the same place, looking at her back, and looked straight into the room after she entered the room, then lowered his head, looked at his hands, his steady and clear eyes were full of doubts that rarely appeared...

His tone just now was not intentional.

However, he did not deliberately suppress it.

If this continues, what will happen?

In fact, he couldn't tell himself.

He has always been, to her, just such a mood of teaching and juniors. In her place, the habit of building up a defensive heart has become a habit, so he refused time and time again in the past.

But maybe, now, that has changed.

Since she has been by my side these past few years, working hard and taking care of daily life...

From rejecting her time and time again, but before her wedding, seeing her suppressed but crying face collapsed in the bushes in the corner...

Ever since she followed Du Sheng, she really no longer appeared in front of her eyes...

Empty rooms, vanishing habits.

Everything is so completely empty.

When he really experienced this kind of loss, this kind of incomparable loss, maybe everything will be different.

But fate is a strange and tricky thing.

When she approaches, he refuses.

When he woke up, she said that she didn't want it anymore.

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Xiaoyu walked into the room and saw Nangong Tou sitting at the computer desk having a video conference, and then listened to the report of Nangong's subordinates on the screen.

His expression is focused, serious and steady, his brows and eyes are a little more calm than five years ago, and a little less ostentatious. The kind of self-confidence that surrounds him all the time is like jade that has been stored for many years. Buried.

Xiaoyu put down the dinner plate, sat on the sofa, watched his profile and back, and waited quietly.

She didn't speak, just looked at his face intently.

How long has it been since she looked at him like this, unscrupulous, focused and sober, without any avoidance, looking at him, staring at him, as if lost.