C8

When he thought about how he brought Nan Gong Lin out today, and how he looked like a happy free bird in the amusement park, he knew that Nan Gong Lin must have been locked up for too long.

Everyone on the square looked towards the three people in unison, their eyes filled with envy. What a beautiful family. The man was so handsome, and the woman was also very beautiful.

Even though this was the case, this scene was still very warm to watch.

However, what made him even more unbelievable was that the little Young Master, who was known as the unrivaled little devil, started crying. It had to be said that no matter how angry the Young Master was, the little Young Master just continued to stare at him without fear of death.

Nan Gong Shao Jue raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Wei Yi. He was the woman from last night, but looking at her now, he did not seem to recognize him. Now, this woman actually started to scold him recklessly.

"Nan Gong Lin! "Three seconds, get the hell over here right now!"

As Su Wei Yi looked at Nan Gong Shao Jue's extremely cold face, he felt that the little fellow was still continuously sobbing and twitching on his shoulder. If the little fellow went over, it would definitely scold him.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard Nan Gong Shao Jue's ice-cold voice, "He's my son!"

With just that one ice-cold reminder, Su Wei Yi had frozen his words in his throat. His warning gaze told him that the little guy was his son, and she, an outsider, had no need to meddle in other people's business.

Nan Gong Lin heard his father shouting at Su Wei Yi, and his heart was extremely unhappy. He suddenly turned his head, and stared at Nan Gong Shao Jue with his round eyes, "Smelly Dad, how can you yell 1-? It was a woman. How could a man yell at a woman? No wonder even the Mummy doesn't want you, hmph! "

"Say that again!"

This low roar carried an absolutely powerful aura, intimidating the entire field and causing it to feel somewhat stifled.

The usually bold Nan Gong Lin was now scared to the point that his body was trembling violently. His two short hands held Su Wei Yi tighter.

Su Wei Yi felt the little guy's tremble, and his heart was filled with love for him. However, what qualifications did she have to lecture the little guy's father, and not his son?

He patted the little guy's shoulder and gently said, "It's getting late, quickly go back with your father!"

"No!" "No!" Nan Gong Lin said, his arms wrapped around Su Wei Yi's neck tightly, "I don't want to go back with Smelly Dad! I want to follow —. "Ahhh!"

Before he even finished speaking, a Demon Claw had already grabbed him by the collar, pulling him out of Su Wei Yi's embrace.

"Smelly Dad, let go of me! "Let me go …" Nan Gong Lin's short four limbs were waving in the air.

Nan Gong Shao Jue's handsome face was terrifyingly cold as he carried Nan Gong Lin and walked towards the carriage.

"Lao Nan Ren, let me go, let me go … "One … one …" Nan Gong Lin continued to struggle and wail.