One Thousand Four Hundred and Eighty-Two Father and Daughter Meet Again (Part 3)

That look made Tang Yi feel inexplicably nervous. With his thin lips moving, he only said, "Let her come over."

The Q.A staff was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and immediately withdrew his hand. Little Yimi smiled again and ran towards Tang Yi. She was not shy either, so she squeezed directly onto the single sofa where Tang Yi was sitting, sitting close to him intimately.

Tang Yi had an indescribable subtle feeling towards her. When he thought that she was the child of Zhao Chuning and another man, he felt like there was a thorn in his heart, which made him feel uncomfortable all over. However, looking at this childish face, he couldn't help but be cold-hearted.

He was even a little at a loss for what to do with her approaching. It was difficult to figure out what attitude and mood he should have towards her.

Little Yimi didn't sit still and almost slipped off the sofa. He instinctively reached out and hugged her back again.

This scene stunned the staff on the side. They secretly speculated about the identity of this little girl? There are definitely not many people who can make Xiao Wuye look at them differently!

"Uncle, long time no see~" Little Yimi had no idea what he was thinking at the moment, she just raised her head and spoke to him. Her eyes were shining like stars, very beautiful.

Tang Yi said in a flat tone, "Not long."

"I thought I would never see you again, uncle." Little Yimi said with some frustration: "Uncle, you haven't come to our community, I see you every day!"

Tang Yi listened to the child's words, and a trace of indescribable complex emotions passed through his heart. Is this probably the taste of being missed by someone? He had never been missed by anyone since he was a child, so he didn't understand.

But the originally tense facial lines relaxed a little, and the resentment in his heart was also restrained a lot.

He only said: "I won't go there anymore."

Little Yimi was extremely disappointed when she heard this, "Why?"

Tang Yi didn't answer. He just subconsciously raised his eyes and looked around, and asked her, "Why are you here?"

He wanted to ask the following questions, but he stopped, and finally didn't ask anything about Zhao Chuning.

"I came here with my mommy. But I don't know where mommy went. I just happened to see uncle, so I came to find you."

Tang Yi frowned. Did she just leave the child like that?

"Uncle, what about you?

Why are you here?"

"Come to get clothes."

"Oh." Little Yimi nodded her head. Then, she looked at him expectantly, "Uncle, long time no see, do you miss little Yimi?"

Tang Yi looked at those pure eyes without impurities, and his heart was turbulent. Something seemed to be blocking his throat. Just as he was about to answer, another voice interrupted, "Who is this child...?"

Mo Liangyan looked at the child who was sitting on the same sofa with Tang Yi in surprise. She was more surprised than the staff before, no, to be precise, she was shocked.

He was a cold person by nature. Not to mention the children outside, even the children of Tang's relatives, his attitude was never friendly. Those children in the Tang family never dared to talk to him, or even approach him.

Tang Yi replied calmly, "Zhao Chuning's daughter."

Mo Liangyan was shocked, "She has such a big daughter? The child's father..."

Tang Yi's face was not good. Mo Liangyan knew what to do and stopped asking. After all, this had nothing to do with her, and it was Miss Zhao's private matter.

Little Yimi said sadly, "Mommy said, I don't have a daddy."

Tang Yi thought of another man, and the lines on his face became tighter. Mo Liangyan listened to the child's words, thinking about it, and felt inexplicably sad. She touched the child's head with pity.

"Mr. Tang, it's your turn to try on clothes." The staff said respectfully.

Tang Yi glanced at Mo Liangyan. Mo Liangyan understood, "I will take care of her, don't worry."

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Tang Yi tried on the suit and came out. The little girl sitting on the sofa actually fell asleep holding her doll. It seemed that she was tired from playing today, and she fell asleep on the sofa.

His eyes wandered on her tender little face, but another woman's face appeared in his mind unconsciously. Cheng Zheng said that the child looks like her mother, that's right.

"Are you going to take her to see Miss Zhao?" Mo Liangyan asked.

"No need." Tang Yi blurted out. He didn't know why he had any reason, but he didn't want to return the child. He took off his new custom-made suit and wrapped the sleeping child tightly. He didn't care how many wrinkles it would have. Then, he reached out and picked up the child, letting her rest her head on his shoulder.

That look was almost gentle.

Everyone on the side, including Mo Liangyan, was shocked again. If they didn't know the inside story, they would definitely think that Tang Yi was the biological father of the child!

Mo Liangyan suddenly felt that their marriage might be invalidated at any time. She agreed to marry, but it was just a test and because of despair. Tang Yi agreed to marry, probably because he didn't even understand his own thoughts.

"Go back by yourself." Tang Yi said this to Mo Liangyan. Obviously, he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping child on his shoulder, so his voice was very low.

Such a considerate Tang Yi really opened his eyes every time he saw him. Mo Liangyan was surprised and nodded after a while.

When she came to her senses, Tang Yi had already left with the child in his arms.

When Tang Yi came out, the driver had already driven the car over. But she was surprised and shocked to see that he was holding a child in his arms.

Tang Yi had been holding little Yimi, and the cold wind blew over him, so he pulled her clothes tighter. When he got in the car, he told the driver to turn up the heater. Her little arms were around his neck, and Tang Yi turned his face to the window, looking outside, with the sound of the child's steady and sweet breathing in his ears. His restless heart gradually calmed down. However, there was an unspeakable loneliness, which invaded his heart and gnawed at him little by little after such peace.

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Zhao Chuning didn't expect that it would take so long to change the size of a piece of clothing. He called Tian Jie several times during the process. After all the details were settled, he returned to the lounge. But where was little Yimi?

She asked the staff member next to her.

The other party only said: "Don't worry, someone else will take you to the bathroom upstairs. You should be down soon."

Zhao Chuning breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. After waiting for a while, no one came down, so he had to go upstairs. However, after searching the bathroom, no one was there.

At this moment, she panicked and looked for waiters everywhere to ask about the situation.

After asking for a long time, someone replied to her, "Is it a little girl with two pigtails? Wearing a white coat, holding a little sheep doll in her hand?"

"Yes, it's her. That's my daughter."

"She came upstairs to find Master Xiaowu, and was taken away by Master Xiaowu."

Hearing the three words "Master Xiaowu", Zhao Chuning's heart suddenly sank. Who else can be called Master Xiaowu?