It's hard for a defeated president to chase his wife

Murong Aoyang hugged his son tightly, he was almost reluctant to let go.

But he unconsciously hugged him a little harder, which made Murong Lingxiao protest and reject:
"Da Aoyang, I can hardly breathe..."

Hearing what he said, Murong Aoyang let him sit on his lap. He touched Murong Lingxiao's white and fleshy face and asked:
"What did you just call me?"

"Big Aoyang."

"Why is it called that?"

"Because you are Mommy's big Aoyang, and I am Mommy's little Aoyang."

Murong Aoyang frowned, he corrected:
"Don't call it that in the future, your mommy only has one Aoyang, and that's me."

"Then what should I call you?" Murong Ling Xiao innocently blinked his big eyes, looking very cute and clever.

"Didn't you come to recognize your father? What do you think you should call me?" Murong Aoyang was actually looking forward to it.

"Then do you recognize my son?"

Murong Lingxiao stared fixedly at his daddy whom he had admired for a long time. He had grown up so much, but daddy never went to see him, which made him very unhappy.

"You are my son, do you still need to admit it?"

"When did you know I was your son?"

"About three years ago!"

In fact, at the beginning, he always thought that it was true that Lin Wanmian said she didn't want a child when he said goodbye, so he didn't know that she gave birth to the child at all.

It wasn't until he heard about her three years ago that he naturally knew that their child was born.

"Then why don't you come to see me? Do you hate me, so you don't want to see me?"

Murong Lingxiao pursed his lips, he thought it was because Daddy didn't know about his existence, so Daddy didn't go looking for him.

However, it turned out that he knew it a long time ago, and now he is not only unhappy, but also a little angry.

Murong Aoyang looked at his son's mouth flattened, and even his big eyes glistened with crystal clear and stubborn tears, only then did he understand that Murong Lingxiao was questioning him.

Feeling distressed, Murong Aoyang hugged his son's small body again, and apologized:

"Baby, I'm sorry. Daddy didn't visit you not because I don't love you. It's because Daddy is waiting for your mommy's injury to recover. As long as she recovers, Daddy will bring you back together."

"Woooo... Daddy is lying, Mummy is not hurt at all, you just hate me so you don't come to see me..."

Murong Lingxiao lay on Murong Aoyang's shoulder and burst into tears of grievance. He hated Daddy, but he liked Daddy's embrace very much!

Murong Aoyang listened to his soft accusation, he knew that no amount of explanations could make up for his son's grievances.Therefore, he could only look at Murong Lingxiao and say:

"Xiao'er, in fact, since Daddy knew about your existence, Daddy has been paying attention to your growth every day, but you don't know it."

"Really?" Murong Lingxiao blinked his wet eyes.

"of course it's true."

As Murong Aoyang said, he took out a photo album from the drawer and showed it to Murong Lingxiao, it was full of his photos.

As Murong Lingxiao watched, his little face began to lose its crying appearance, and replaced it with a smiling face.

Murong Tengyun, who had never had a chance to say a word, also leaned closer to look at the photo album, and finally he couldn't hold back and asked Murong Aoyang:

"Brother, our Murong family already had an eldest grandson, but you didn't tell us, is this really okay?"

"Little uncle, you know now, are you surprised?"

Murong Lingxiao answered the conversation instead of Murong Aoyang, and he looked at Murong Tengyun with a smile.

Murong Tengyun squinted his eyes, he realized something was wrong now, he pinched Murong Lingxiao's fleshy face and asked:
"Little guy, so you knew I was your uncle from the beginning!"

"Of course, otherwise, why would I ask you to seize the opportunity to please me?"

The corner of Murong Tengyun's mouth twitched again, and the little guy called him "little uncle" one after another, not just for nothing, but because he was his little uncle.

Murong Aoyang also looked at his son curiously and asked:

"Xiao'er, how did you know little uncle?"

"I don't only know little uncle, I also know grandparents, second uncle, third uncle, and aunt Qingyue, but the first thing I know is Daddy."

"How did you know each other? Your mommy told you?"

"I know Daddy from here."

Murong Lingxiao pointed to the big-screen computer facing the father and son, which was Murong Aoyang's office computer.

Murong Aoyang frowned, he vaguely guessed something, but he asked in disbelief:

"Xiao'er, you must have hacked into Daddy's computer, right?"

He knew that Murong Lingxiao seemed to play computer very well, but his office computer was not an ordinary computer. Even if a hacker with a high level wanted to hack into his computer, even if he succeeded, he would definitely attract his attention. He didn't think that Murong Lingxiao could control his computer without knowing it.

Although Murong Lingxiao is only under six years old, but he saw the suspicion in Murong Aoyang's eyes, he pouted and jumped off Murong Aoyang's lap while twisting his small body, picked up his small schoolbag from the ground and took it out. A special mini computer came out, and then he turned on the computer and tapped a few times, and the space of Murong Aoyang's office appeared on his computer screen, and Murong Aoyang's office computer faced the The image became a close-up just like a live broadcast.

Murong Aoyang looked at the computer on his desk in disbelief, there was really no hint that his computer had been hacked.

If he hadn't witnessed Murong Lingxiao's operation with his own eyes, he would never have believed that his computer had been hacked into quietly.

Seeing the way Murong Aoyang frowned, Murong Lingxiao thought he was angry, so he lay down on Murong Aoyang's lap again and obediently explained:
"Daddy, don't be angry. Although I often hack your computer, I haven't done anything bad. I just want to see Daddy!"

Murong Aoyang hugged him and said with some distress:

"Tell Daddy, when did you start meeting Daddy in this way?"

He never thought that in order to give Lin Wanmian time to heal and grow, his son could only see him in this way.

Murong Lingxiao wrinkled his little nose, he looked at Murong Aoyang and said softly:
"On my birthday last year, Mommy and Aunt Lan thought I was asleep. I heard they talked about you, and I knew you were my daddy. I was just curious about what kind of person you are, so I... .”

"Since you miss Daddy so much, why don't you directly communicate with Daddy directly, but secretly look at Daddy?"

Murong Aoyang held his son's limp and boneless little hand and gently kneaded it, he felt distressed and guilty.

"Because I heard Mummy said that I was afraid to see you, so I was afraid to let me know where you were. She was afraid that I would make a fuss and go find you quickly. I didn't want to embarrass Mummy, so I pretended that I didn't know where you were. have no idea."

"Why are you so anxious to see me now?" Murong Aoyang smiled gratifiedly.

"It's different now. Mummy has come back to chase after her husband, so of course I have to come back to chase after my father!"

"Little guy, your daddy knew about your existence three years ago. He didn't recognize you, and you didn't get angry. Instead, you rushed to recognize him. You are really the little angel of our Murong family!"

Murong Tengyun didn't intend to isolate people, he really felt that this nephew who seemed to him from the sky was obedient and understanding, and he really liked it in his heart.

But Murong Tengyun's words were not so pleasant to his elder brother's ears, Murong Aoyang glared at Murong Tengyun, and said:

"Why did you come here today?"

"Hehe, it was God's will that I come to meet my nephew!"

Murong Tengyun said that he had already hugged his eldest nephew from Murong Aoyang's thigh to him, then he looked at Murong Lingxiao and said:

"Murong Lingxiao, although it's a bit late, but my little uncle is still very honored to be No.1 on your way to recognize your relatives today."

"Since the little uncle feels honored, is there a meeting gift for me?"

"We met hastily and abruptly. Uncle didn't prepare a meeting ceremony, but I will make it up for you. Don't worry!"

"Does the blue supercar downstairs belong to my little uncle?"

When Murong Lingxiao mentioned the sports car, Murong Tengyun's sensitive nerves suddenly tightened. He looked at Murong Lingxiao cautiously and asked with uncertainty:

"Honey, don't you...?"

"Uncle, do you know what my favorite color is?"

"What...color?" Murong Tengyun felt that this question was tricky!

"Blue, I like blue best."

"So?" Something is wrong, something is really wrong!

"I really like the color of my little uncle's sports car!"

"Uh...hehe, the little uncle also likes it very much. If he likes me, he will definitely, absolutely not let me out!"

Murong Tengyun repeatedly emphasized two "absolutes", because he had a premonition that his car was being targeted.

The blue supercar downstairs is the only stock he just built, because not long ago his other five cars were snatched by five little bandits from the Meng family!

The precious supercars he designed with so much thought, ended up being cheated one after another by the little bastards who hadn't even changed their teeth.His heart still hurts whenever he thinks about it.

If this little nephew wants to make up his mind about his car, it will really kill him!

Murong Lingxiao blinked and blinked, and his small face drooped so sad, but he said very understandingly:

"I see. I originally thought that my little uncle would pick it up for me, let alone a sports car, even if I wanted the stars in the sky. After all, this is the first time we met. But I can see that my little uncle really loves My own sports car, although I also like that sports car very much, but people say that a gentleman does not take what others like, no matter how much I like my uncle’s supercar, I can’t base my greed on my little uncle’s pain, That's not right!"

Murong Lingxiao said it from the bottom of his heart, and his little face was so kind that he couldn't do it without hurting him.

Especially the eyelashes on his big eyes are still a little wet because of the crying just now. When he blinked, Murong Tengyun felt that his heart softened one after another, and suddenly his mind froze. Hot said:

"Little baby, if you really like that sports car, my little uncle will give it to you."

"But, my little uncle gave me the sports car, so what should you do?"

"It's okay, my little uncle can design another one."

"Really, little uncle, you are not only handsome but also handsome. I am such a lucky child to have such a good little uncle."

As Murong Lingxiao said, he smiled harmlessly on Murong Tengyun's face in one breath, so innocent!