Mr. Li, your daughter calls someone else dad again

This is obviously a very confusing question.

"Who do you mean?"

"Ni Chang."

Back in the living room, Li Yucheng lay on the sofa and rubbed his brows: "Your sister?"

Finally he asked the question. When the stone that had been weighing on his heart for years was about to be removed, Ni Jia felt a little calmer.

"You don't sound surprised."

"Since you have been bothered for so long, why didn't you ask earlier?"

Because of cowardice, people always have to survive in the cracks, and the truth sometimes only brings despair.

Thinking of his mood at that time, Ni Jia was a little absent-minded. When he came to his senses, he found that his watch was out of battery and turned off automatically.

The temperature difference between day and night has been very large in the past two days, and it has been getting a bit cooler. Ni Jia changed the quilt in the children's room and went to take a shower.

Li Yucheng on the other end was very angry and the video call was suddenly hung up. When he called again, no one answered the call.

He had such a bad temper and was so self-righteous. He couldn't just let the trouble get bigger and bigger, so he grabbed the keys and rushed over to ask for an explanation.

The doorbell rang. Haohao put the doll down and ran to open the door: "Is it godmother?"

"Me." A deep male voice came from the door.

Haohao's eyes lit up, and he put his little hand on the door handle and asked in surprise, "Dad?"

"Ah."

"Wait a minute." Ni Hao ran over and grabbed her sister in time, then turned on the video mirror and confirmed that the man at the door was indeed Li Yucheng before opening the door.

"It's Dad, can't you recognize the voice?" The younger sister was very happy. She didn't expect to see Li Yucheng again at night.

"It's too far away." Ni Hao explained in a low voice, her eyes shining, and she was obviously in a good mood.

Li Yucheng didn't see anyone in the living room, so he squatted down and touched his sister's head: "You did the right thing."

"Where's mom?"

"Taking a shower!" Haohao pointed in the direction of the bathroom and pulled Li Yucheng in.

"Where are the others?"

"Godmother is sending Xiaoxin to the hotel~"

Oh? Li Yucheng curled his lips: "Will she come back tonight?"

"Go back!" Haohao pointed to the master bedroom again: "She and Mommy sleep here."

There was a sound of water trickling from the bathroom. Li Yucheng was sitting on the sofa flipping through a storybook, and he suddenly felt a little restless.

In order to suppress his restlessness, he randomly found a topic: "It's very late, why aren't you two sleeping yet?"

"Will you sleep with us?"

"Me?" Li Yucheng pointed at himself, his eyebrows slightly raised.

The younger sister jumped down from the sofa holding the doll, and Ni Hao also consciously put down the panel. The three of them looked at each other, and finally Li Yucheng had to get up.

He was dragged into the children's room by his two daughters and sat on the small bed where he couldn't even stretch his legs straight.

"Dad, please read us a story book!"

Two pairs of eyes were staring at him, and he found that he had no way to refuse, so he could only pick up the picture book on the bedside table.

There was a folded corner on the fifth page. Li Yucheng flattened it and turned it over, asking curiously, "Does she read to you every night?"

"Yes!"

His sister hugged his arms and put her face close to him intimately. Ever since his divorce, Li Yucheng was not used to sharing a bed with anyone.

My sister was still very quiet, with her eyes open, and would smile whenever I looked over.

Although the story could be read in two glances, Li Yucheng still exercised his patience and read each word at a very slow pace.

Ni Jia pushed the door open and froze in place. Li Yucheng was wearing pajamas, lying on the children's bed, half of his face illuminated by warm light, and he was reading a storybook in a voice she had never heard of before.

The scene was so fake that for two seconds she doubted its authenticity.

It was not until the other party raised his eyebrows and looked at her and asked her a question that Ni Jia came back to her senses.

Her daughter was already asleep, so she could only lower her voice and ask, "How did you get in?"

Li Yucheng raised his chin towards his sister: "Help me get it out first."

Ni Jia found a doll to replace Li Yucheng's arm, and the two of them tiptoed out of the room. The scene was very strange, especially since they were both wearing pajamas.

"Why did you hang up?" Li Yucheng obviously found himself a little embarrassed to go out, so he took the initiative.

Standing side by side like this was too weird. Ni Jia curled up on the sofa and hugged a pillow: "My watch is out of battery."

She looked Li Yucheng up and down, not understanding what kind of mentality he had to run out dressed like that.

"You came here for this?"

“I don’t like being misunderstood.”

Li Yucheng sat down next to her and looked straight at her, but Ni Jia did not meet his gaze.

She had calmed down after taking a shower, but now the atmosphere suddenly became strange again, which reminded her of the afternoon when Li Yucheng hugged her.

"If you have anything, you can call me. There's no need to come all the way here dressed like this."

"So you have a cell phone too." Li Yucheng snorted coldly and turned away. Ni Jia then picked up the phone from the coffee table and took a look. There were two missed calls on it.

"You still have not answered my question."

"what?"

"Why didn't you ask earlier?"

Ni Jia played with the tassels beside the pillow and answered casually: "It's too late, we are already married."

The answer will only make things worse and make it difficult for people to face the situation.

She suddenly smiled and said, "Actually, you two are quite a good match."

One can't have children, and the other doesn't want to have children.

Li Yucheng frowned slightly, gradually revealing his displeasure: "It's not up to you to decide whether we are worthy or not."

"Although you missed it at that time, no one can stop you now. You still have a chance."

The fingers were red and swollen. Ni Jia stared at them for a while, then tied them tighter and tighter as if to masochize himself. It turned out that there was some feeling in saying such words.

It's a knot, but it's also the truth. Lovers should eventually get married, especially those who are separated by force.

"Do you think you are very smart?"

Her wrist was grabbed, and Li Yucheng freed her fingers little by little, with rough movements and heavy pronunciation.

Ni Jia pulled his hand back and asked, "Isn't it?"

At the beginning, Li Yucheng approached Ni Dehai to propose a marriage, and the target was Ni Chang, but she took the blame on the day of getting the marriage certificate, so he had to swallow his anger.

It was because of this that Li Yucheng only admitted in public that he was married but never gave her a formal status.

"Of course not," Li Yucheng interrupted in a deep voice, "It has nothing to do with her."

In fact, it doesn’t matter who it is. Whether it is Ni Chang or Ni Jia, they can help him get shares.

Ni Jia didn't believe this statement, but even if it was, it wouldn't be surprising. For a man as career-oriented as Li Yucheng, a woman deserved to be ranked behind him.

She didn't know exactly what happened between the two of them, she only heard bits and pieces from her sister.

"It might be a little troublesome if you want to marry her. After all, she's divorced from me, and it wouldn't sound good if it got out."

Ni Jia paused for a moment when she said this, and suddenly realized that this question did not exist, because neither Ni Dehai nor Li Yucheng had ever acknowledged her identity.

So she smiled and changed her words: "I am overthinking, but I still have to remind you that my sister has a special physical condition, and the mansion will not agree."

"Of course I know, you don't need to remind me."

Every word Ni Jia said increased his anger level, and Li Yucheng almost gritted his teeth to pieces before he could control his voice.

"you know?"