bullyxtreme Chapter 142 - Daddy
Chapter 142 - Daddy
Xiao Mu, who was standing far away in the sun, was a little dumbfounded. He stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do. How could the kid who was just being tested by him suddenly become Li'er! And he had just put the sword on her neck. Would she hate him to death?
After an incense stick of time, Qing Mo, who had been crying in Mu Ziyan's arms, finally calmed down, only sobbing occasionally. Her pair of lively watery eyes had now swollen to the size of small walnuts, looking extremely pitiful.
"Mo'er...I..." Xiao Mu stood beside the mother and daughter, not knowing what to say, and stamped his feet anxiously.
"Xiao, she is our Li'er. Believe in a mother's intuition, it won't be wrong." Qing Mo took Xiao Mu's hand and placed Mu Ziyan's bare hand in his palm.
"Mo'er...are you too happy? Why are you talking nonsense? Li'er is the daughter of the Song family..." Xiao Mu kept winking at Qing Mo.
After Xiao Mu's reminder, Qing Mo realized what he had just said in his excitement, and quickly turned to Mu Ziyan and said, "Li'er, Master was so happy just now, so..."
"Mother, I overheard everything that happened at the Song family's gate that year. You don't have to hide it from me anymore." Mu Ziyan said with tears in his dark eyes.
Qing Mo covered her mouth in surprise, and after a long while she trembled and said, "Li'er, can you call me mother again?"
"Mother!" Mu Ziyan called softly.
"Hey! Li'er, mother has been waiting for so many years." Qingmo looked aggrieved like a child and nestled into Mu Ziyan's arms again, laughing and crying, and Xiao Mu beside her was so scared that he tensed up.
"Dad, I'm not that scary, am I?" Mu Ziyan chuckled with red eyes.
The word "Dad" successfully stunned Xiao Mu. He stood there with his eyes wide open. His condition was no better than Qing Mo's. He murmured, "Mo'er, I'm a dad now!"
"..."
Qing Mo resisted the urge to touch his forehead and gave Xiao Mu a reproachful look, but he was happy in his heart. His feelings were actually stronger than hers, but he just expressed them differently. It was really rare for him to look like this now.
"Xiao, it's not that you have become a father, but that your daughter has finally called you dad. Do you think Li'er was just born?" Qingmo said with a chuckle.
"Yes, I get confused as I get older. Can you please call me Li'er again?" Xiao Mu coughed lightly and said with his hands behind his back.
Mu Ziyan regained his original voice and called out softly, "Daddy!"
Xiao Mu clenched his hands into fists behind his back and took a deep breath to resist the urge to yell to the sky. His own daughter was so cute and adorable. Only he, Xiao Mu, could give birth to such an outstanding daughter. How could other girls survive!
"Li'er, this is unfair! You have to call me again with this voice." Qing Mo was unhappy. He immediately stood up from Mu Ziyan's arms and glared at Xiao Mu jealously.
My dear mother, you are so jealous. In the end, Mu Ziyan called her mother more than ten times and successfully calmed Qingmo's emotions.
The Xiao Mansion had suddenly become lively, unlike its usual silence. Qing Mo, who came to the kitchen once a year, was waving a spoon and struggling with the big pot of soup. Xiao Mu, who was standing at the door, was frightened and wanted to rush forward and snatch the weapon from her hand.
"Mo'er, how about I do it?" Xiao Mu asked tentatively. Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Qing Mo turned his head with watery eyes and said a little aggrievedly: "Xiao, do you think I'm useless?"
"No, I'm just worried that you'll be tired." Xiao Mu softened his voice. He wanted to say something else when he heard Mu Ziyan calling him in the yard. He sighed and turned away.
In the yard, Mu Ziyan stood under the peach tree with his arms folded across his chest, looking indifferently at the buds that were about to bloom, with a faint smile on his lips.
Xiao Mu felt dazed, as if the person under the peach tree would turn into a fairy and fly away in the blink of an eye, so he hurriedly called out, "Li'er!"
"Dad, for the safety of you and mom, just call me Zi Yan for now." Mu Zi Yan regained his composure, turned around, looked at Xiao Mu and smiled.