My Aloof Husband Can't Stop His Devoted Affection-Chapter 551 - 022: His Gentleness

Chapter 551: 022: His Gentleness
"Wow~ wah~"
Seeing this, Nan Jiayan was just about to say something when the little girl couldn’t help but burst into tears, which left Nan Jiayan a bit at a loss. He quickly squatted down, bringing her in front of him, and comforted, "Little Yu’er, how did you get here? Who brought you?"
"Mommy."
"Then where is your mommy?"
"Gone." The little girl’s soft baby voice carried a hint of crying, sounding pitiful and quite endearing.
Watching the tears fall down her cheeks, the anger in Nan Jiayan’s eyes turned into helplessness. He silently sighed, raised a hand to rub his nose, and calmed himself down.
Meanwhile, Lu Shishu, who was having breakfast in the dining room, was stunned by the soft cry. She stopped eating immediately, got up with a doubtful mind, and walked to the door. There she saw Nan Jiayan squatting, and by leaning slightly to look, she could see a tearful little girl in front of him, looking very delicate and cute.
As she looked over, the little girl also noticed her, suddenly stopping her crying, and gazed at her with big, bright eyes.
Noticing her gaze, Nan Jiayan also instinctively turned around, seeing Lu Shishu standing there. He was momentarily stunned, then stood up, holding the little girl’s hand, and asked with concern, "Why did you come out? Have you finished eating? What if you catch a cold without wearing shoes?"
Lu Shishu kept a cold face; a bad premonition arose in her heart. After glancing at the little girl, her gaze shifted indifferently to Nan Jiayan, seeming to question with an unhappy tone, "Who is she?"
Hearing this, Nan Jiayan sighed again, looked down at the little girl he was holding, then turned back, picked up her luggage, and led her into the house. Then looking at Lu Shishu, he introduced, "Let me introduce you, this little girl is called Nan Zhixi."
"Nan?" Hearing the surname, Lu Shishu’s face grew even more solemn. The fair-skinned Yu Shun clenched a fist tightly, eyes filled with chilly anger, and scoffed, "Seven years without a word, and it turns out Director Nan has such a cute daughter! Congratulations indeed!" As the words fell, she wanted to quickly leave this place that made her feel so pained.
"Hey, wait, what daughter?" Her words left Nan Jiayan a bit baffled. He incredulously dropped the suitcase, quickly grabbed her, still holding the little girl’s hand. As he pulled Lu Shishu back, he caught the flicker of disappointment and sadness in her eyes, and he suddenly became amused, hastily explaining, "What daughter? You think too much. You haven’t been around; how could I have a daughter with someone else? Silly."
He left her no room to get angry, speaking directly like that, leaving Lu Shishu a bit stunned. She glanced again at the little girl still with tears, "Not... your daughter?"
"Of course." Nan Jiayan was amused by her thought, gently pulled the little girl beside him, "Little Yu’er, say hi."
"Brother, call her sister?" the little girl looked up with tear-filled eyes, pitifully asking.
"Of course, this is brother’s girlfriend. If you don’t call her sister, what else? Besides... this sister is so pretty, calling her aunt would upset her." Nan Jiayan raised his eyebrows, his tone deliberately softened, carrying a hint of cheekiness.
"Hello, sister." The little girl nodded politely at her, calling in a soft voice.
Lu Shishu, caught off guard by the call, was once again somewhat bewildered, incredulously looking at Nan Jiayan, as if to ask what was going on with her eyes.
"Oh, it’s not embarrassing to tell you, this little girl is my half-sister, she’s four years old. I was also surprised to see her at first, not knowing why she appeared here." Nan Jiayan heaved a long, helpless sigh, explaining.
"You... say... she’s... your sister?"
"Yes."
"Pff..." Lu Shishu couldn’t hold it in for a moment and burst out laughing, completely breaking her usual cold demeanor.
She never expected it to be like this, plus Nan Jiayan is already 27 this year. Taking her out, those unaware might think she’s his daughter!
And most importantly, this little girl’s eyebrows and eyes look very much like Nan Jiayan, whatever the angle, it seemed like.
Seeing why Lu Shishu was teasing him, Nan Jiayan felt helpless. But seeing her cheerful laughing face was rare, and he thought, occasionally being teased is not a bad thing; after all, he didn’t mind these things.