Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Could it be that Jian Zhinian got married to Song Simin just to adopt Nian Nian?

Isn't it?

Mu Qingyuan changed his clothes and glanced at Jian Zhinian who was folding the quilt. He was so overwhelmed by jealousy and anger that night that he missed the opportunity to explore...

Now he was finally together with Jian Zhinian, who had just embraced him in his arms last night. He really didn't dare to rashly open the scars between them.

In general, this guess may have given him a glimmer of hope, and his depressed mood became much brighter. When he washed up and walked out of the room, he saw Nian Nian squatting on the cushion stacking blocks, and he took the initiative to go over to her.

"Nian Nian, what are you piling up?"

"Building a castle..."

When Nian Nian looked up and saw Mu Qingyuan, her eyes, as watery as grapes, lit up with surprise.

She secretly glanced at her uncle in the kitchen, moved her little body, and lowered her voice: "Dad, do you know magic? Where did you get it from?"

Mu Qingyuan was stunned, and suddenly remembered that when Jian Zhinian was looking after Nian Nian last night, he went out to smoke in the corridor. When he returned to the room, Nian Nian was already asleep.

In other words, Nian Nian had no idea that he stayed overnight.

Mu Qingyuan turned his head and glanced at Jian Zhinian in the kitchen. Why was this guy so guilty and flustered?

He resisted the urge to hold his forehead with his hands and decided to first explain to the little girl why she called him "Dad" as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Nian Nian, I'm not your father. A father is unique. You can't just call anyone 'dad', understand?"

Nian Nian tilted her head and thought about it, and then she didn't scream!

What grandma said is a secret.

"You are my father."

Mu Qingyuan: ...Are all kids nowadays so stubborn?

Just as he was about to start teaching her a lesson, he heard Nian Nian stand up and put her little mouth close to his ear.

"Don't worry, Dad. I won't let anyone hear it... and I won't tell uncle... I'm a very good boy..."

The child still had a scent of milk on his body. He suddenly came close to him. Mu Qingyuan resisted the urge to avoid him and listened to Nian Nian's whisper reluctantly.

Suddenly, my head started to hurt.

"time to eat!"

Jian Zhinian turned around and saw Mu Qingyuan and Nian Nian squatting on the ground with their heads close together, actually whispering to each other...

fair enough.

At the dining table, Jian Zhinian peeled an egg for Nian Nian, cut it into pieces and asked her to eat slowly.

The little girl nodded, being much more obedient than when she was with her grandma.

"Uncle, Nian Nian is on holiday, are you on holiday too?"

"Well, uncle is not working today."

"Then, can we go to the playground?"

Jian Zhinian looked at Mu Qingyuan inquiringly, not quite sure how to answer.

"Sure, what does Nian Nian want to play?" Mu Qingyuan said supportively.

"I want to play on the rocking car, grab dolls, and slide..."

"Okay, let's go after dinner!"

“Oh yeah—”

While Jian Zhinian was cleaning up the dishes, Nian Nian hugged Mu Qingyuan's thigh tightly.

Mu Qingyuan had no choice but to squat down and ask, "Niannian, what's wrong?"

Nian Nian suddenly kissed Mu Qingyuan on the face and said softly, "Dad, you are so kind!"

Mu Qingyuan was frightened. He had been the president for many years and was used to being cold and indifferent. He was only a little less guarded around his relatives and friends, and Jian Zhinian.

This unexpected soft kiss almost made him burst on the spot.

He stood up in a panic, took a few steps back, covered his face and almost called Jian Zhinian to ask him to take care of his daughter.

However, after seeing the little girl's happy expression, he had to hold back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

"Qingyuan, what's wrong with you?"

Jian Zhinian turned around and saw Mu Qingyuan staring at Nian Nian warily. He was shocked and hurriedly hugged Nian Nian in his arms. He didn't know what Nian Nian had done to offend Mu Qingyuan.

"Qingyuan, Nian Nian is still young, don't scare her."

Who is scaring whom?

Seeing Jian Zhinian's expression as he protected Nian Nian and was on guard against him, Mu Qingyuan suddenly felt that he, a grown man, was feeling extremely wronged.

Or the kind that can't speak.

"I didn't scare her." Mu Qingyuan frowned and his voice was stiff and cold.

"Uncle, he didn't scare Nian Nian..." Nian Nian hurriedly explained for her father, who seemed to be frightened by her...

When Jian Zhinian realized what he had done, his expression changed slightly.

"Forget it, let's go, aren't we going to the amusement park?"

The three of them went out, driving Jian Zhinian's Porsche. Mu Qingyuan took the initiative to ask for the car keys and sat in the driver's seat. Jian Zhinian and Nian Nian sat in the back seat.

After the lesson in the morning, Mu Qingyuan kept a distance from Nian Nian without leaving a trace to avoid unnecessary contact. He had no need to embarrass a child, but he could not influence Jian Zhinian's thoughts.

Jian Zhinian also noticed Mu Qingyuan's avoidance, but he didn't know how to start explaining. Should he say that he was too nervous?

No matter what, hurt is hurt.

Moreover, once entering the amusement park, Jian Zhinian had no time at all. He followed Nian Nian, running left and right, climbing up and jumping down.

Jian Zhinian realized for the first time that for a child who was just over five years old, it was really too much trouble for him to continue playing after lunch if he didn’t play enough in the morning...

There was almost no peace throughout the whole day, and all kinds of problems occurred during the process. It was really stretching!

"Uncle, I want to drink some water..."

Jian Zhinian didn’t bring Nian Nian’s small water bottle at all… Mu Qingyuan bought a bottle of mineral water for the little girl. The little girl drank the water and felt cold, but she didn’t say anything and just gulped it down…

After a while...

"Uncle, I'm so hot..."

The little girl was having a great time, sweating profusely, and looked up at Jian Zhinian.

Jian Zhinian was stunned. Hot? Then what? He barely thought of finding a tissue to wipe the sweat off the little girl's forehead and taking off her jacket...

Mu Qingyuan stood a few steps away, watching other parents who brought their children to the playground. They had water bottles, sweat towels, wet wipes, and snacks available.

And Jian Zhinian came almost empty-handed.

They shouldn’t be his biological children...so he adopted one who looks similar?

Mu Qingyuan saw the little girl running out from a pile of bubble balls, pointing at the largest slide on the side, and pestering Jian Zhinian: "Uncle, I want to go to the slide at the top. I'm scared. Uncle, come with me..."

Jian Zhinian placed his hands inconspicuously on his lower back, looking at the highest slide, his face turning three shades paler.

"Niannian..." Jian Zhinian was thinking about what to do.

Mu Qingyuan frowned, sighed, waved at Nian Nian, and called out, "Nian Nian..."

Nian Nian came running over happily, Shui Ling's eyes blinked. Is daddy going to take her to play?

Mu Qingyuan carried her out and said, "Nian Nian, there are too many people on the slide. How about we go catch dolls?"

"Okay." She likes furry dolls the most.

Jian Zhinian looked at Mu Qingyuan with gratitude. He was in such a terrible state today.

"You sit there and rest for a while, I'll take her over." Mu Qingyuan pointed to the rest area.

Jian Zhinian was a little worried.

Mu Qingyuan said coldly: "Don't worry, I can't kidnap your daughter."

Jian Zhinian moved his lips but didn't know what to say. He didn't mean that, not now nor in the morning.

When Mu Qingyuan came back, Nian Nian had already fallen asleep in Mu Qingyuan's arms, holding five or six little dolls in her arms.

Jian Zhinian was slightly surprised and asked, "Sleep, asleep?"

Mu Qingyuan didn't understand either, and said innocently: "I was still excited when I just came out of the claw machine hall, and then I fell silent."

The feeling of a robot losing power...

"Then let's go home and give Nian Nian to me..." Jian Zhinian reached out to hug her.

"No, you drive."

So on the way back, Mu Qingyuan sat in the back seat holding the little girl, who was soft in his arms, and it felt pretty good.

Jian Zhinian looked at the rearview mirror several times, feeling a little nervous. Didn’t Mu Qingyuan say before that he hated children?