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  Mu Sihan thought of the other time at H City when Qiao Yanze took Xiaojie to the convenience store and the clerk said that they were father and son. Not only that, the people said that Nan Zhi and Qiao Yanze had the look of a husband and wife.

  Thinking of this, he wanted to kill them!

  Seeing that the man who he thought was asleep suddenly waking up, Xiaojie cried in shock, “Daddy, you baddy! You pretended to be asleep to deceive me!”


  Mu Sihan used one arm to pull the little fellow into his arms, lowered his head and approached his delicate little face. “You’ve got the nerves, huh, to say that other men are more handsome than your old man!”


  Xiaojie looked at his Daddy’s tensed face, as if he was going to lose his temper. He wrapped his arms around his neck, his lips kissing his well-defined face. “Who asked you to marry that bad auntie.”


  Mu Sihan carried the little fellow and placed him on his legs, a smirk on his face. “I didn’t marry her.”


  “Actually, I would rather Daddy not be handsome, so no bad women will snatch Daddy away from Pretty Zhizhi.”


  Mu Sihan’s chest tightened.

  He still did not do well enough.

  He was unable to give them a sense of security.

  Now that he could not see, and had a mental illness, he did not even know if would lose control and do something that would hurt both of them in the future……

  This feeling made him feel weak and heavy……

  Nan Zhi had stepped out to take a call from work when Xiaojie was standing on tiptoe to kiss Mu Sihan’s eyes.

  After she had taken the call from the terrace, she walked past the nurses hall, she saw the TV on the wall.

  The TV was showing some political news.

  Seeing one of the capable and smart figure, Nan Zhi’s eyes widened.

  It was the woman who had come to see Mu Sihan before.

  It turned out that she was……

  Then Mu Sihan’s real identity……

  Nan Zhi covered her mouth in shock and her thick and long eyelashes fluttered.

  She returned to the ward distractedly.

  She had just reached the door when she heard the sounds of people arguing coming from inside.

  “You’ve already confessed to Pretty Zhizhi but you’re not planning to marry her. Hmph, I think you’re not serious about Pretty Zhizhi at all! I’ll…… marry Pretty Zhizhi.”


  What in the world? How did both father and son even get to this topic?

  Nan Zhi stood at the door of the ward, not knowing whether to enter or not.

  Listening to Xiaojie’s tone, it seemed like he got angry because Mu Sihan did not marry her.

  Her Brother Jie was really worried about his mom.

  Even if Mu Sihan wanted to marry her, she did not want to!

  His eyes, mental illness…… There were still many other problems before them.

  And her career had just started, Xiaojie’s illness was not cured yet. How could they just get married!

  And besides, if his identity was what she had imagined, then the two of them would never be able to have a good ending!

  Nan Zhi took a deep breath, not wanting to think too much.

  Who said that you had to get married once you fell in love?……

  Mu Sihan did not chase Nan Zhi away after Xiaojie had came into the ward and quarreled with him.

  Now that he had offended his son, he could not offend his woman as well.

  At night, it was rare for the family of three to lie on a bed together.

  Although the bed of the VIP ward was not small, Mu Sihan was too tall and took up a lot of space.

  Xiaojie lay between them. He was angry with his father and was ignoring him, and had his back facing him while he snuggled in Nan Zhi’s arms.

  Mu Sihan leaned to the side and listened to their conversation.

  “Pretty Zhizhi, are you going to see Auntie Huahua tomorrow?”


  Nan Zhi touched Xiaojie’s head. “Yes, I’ll be back in two days.”


  “Another two days of not being able to sleep in Pretty Zhizhi’s fragrant bosom, mm I can’t bear it.”


  “Brat, when you’re older, you won’t be able to sleep in Mommy’s arms anymore.”


  Xiaojie blinked his big and bright eyes. “Why?”


  Before Nan Zhi could say anything, the man’s cold voice sounded, “Because only your Daddy can lean[1.The chinese word for lean also has the meaning of sex.] against your Mommy.”


  Xiaojie was speechless.

  Nan Zhi was also speechless.

  The atmosphere in the ward was quiet and awkward.

  Xiaojie raised his arms and wrapped them around Nan Zhi’s neck and asked, “Pretty Zhizhi, is Daddy still a child? Only a child can lean into Mommy’s arms.”


  Mu Sihan scoffed with a dark expression. “Without your Daddy leaning into your Mommy, your Mommy wouldn’t have given birth to you.”


  Xiaojie did not understand his dirty remark but Nan Zhi did.

  This jerk!

  What nonsense was he saying in front of a child!

  “Darling Jie, go to sleep!”


  “Pretty Zhizhi, I want you to tell me a bedtime story.”


  “Mm, okay.”


  Mu Sihan turned sideways, his back facing both mother and son.

  Because he could not see, his sense of hearing had become even more sharp.

  When the woman was telling the story, he could clearly hear the sound of her voice coming out from her throat, to her pauses, changing of her breaths and even the sound of her swallowing.

  Her profession was a broadcaster and a host after all, so her voice was naturally clear, sweet and pleasant. And especially when she was telling stories to Xiaojie, she would deliberately make her voice even gentler.

  Mu Sihan swallowed and his handsome face tensed, the blood in his body surging to that area in his lower abdomen.

  That soft and gentle voice was like a spring breeze, yet it made him hot and restless.

  Xiaojie fell asleep not long after Nan Zhi started talking.

  She lowered her head and gave him a kiss then looked at the man with his back towards her.

  His hair was cut neatly and stylish, his neck was graceful and long, and his shoulders were broad and strong, but he exuded an air of coldness that kept people away.

  This fellow!

  Nan Zhi did not speak to him, turned off the lights and lay beside Xiaojie.

  In the dark space, it was so quiet, the only sounds were their breathing.

  Mu Sihan could not sleep. A beauty was right by his side, although the brat was between them, his heart itched and his large palm reached over, touching the woman’s flat stomach.

  Nan Zhi was shocked and she hissed, “Mu Sihan, what are you doing?”


  “Didn’t you seduce me just now?” His voice seemed even more deep and husky in the dark, with a dangerous and sexy note to it.

  Nan Zhi’s heart pounded. “What did I do to seduce you?”


  “Look at it yourself.” He pulled her hand towards his lower abdomen, making it go further down.

  Realizing what she had touched, Nan Zhi drew back her hand like she had been electrocuted, her face burning hot. “You…… are shameless.”


  Mu Sihan’s mouth was a little dry and he carried Xiaojie to the side of the bed, before moving himself to the center, forcing Nan Zhi into his arms. “I asked you to leave, but you didn’t. Did you stay to comfort me?”


  Nan Zhi was silent. “Comforting you psychologically and not physically.”


  “Kitten.” His calloused fingers caressed her fair and tender face, and then rubbed his fingers against the delicate outline of her face. “I can’t see you but I got hard just by listening to your voice, do you think I’m hopeless?”


  Her cheeks flamed up even more. How was he getting so good at flirting? Her fan-like eyelashes trembled and her breathing was slightly tight. “How charming are you? I think all the young nurses in the hospital are your fangirls.”


  “It’s a pity because when the brat came, they all became his fangirls.”