C8 No wonder mommy didn't want you

When he thought about how he brought Nangong Lin out today, and how he looked like a happy free bird in the amusement park, he knew that Nangong Lin must have been locked up for too long.

Hearing Su Weiyi's angry voice, no one noticed that Nangong Lin, who was lying on top of Su Weiyi, had a "succeeded in his evil scheme" smile on his chubby face.

Everyone on the square looked towards the three people in unison, their eyes filled with envy. What a beautiful family. The man was so handsome, and the woman was also very beautiful.

That woman was really blessed to have such a handsome husband and lovely son.

But they looked as if their father was reprimanding their son and their mother was protecting him.

Even though this was the case, this scene was still very warm to watch.

Strictly speaking, seeing that Su Weiyi dared to reprimand Young Master, he felt embarrassed. Does this woman know how to write the word death?

However, what made him even more unbelievable was that the little Young Master, who was known as the unrivaled little devil, started crying. It had to be said that no matter how angry the Young Master was, the little Young Master just continued to stare at him without fear of death.

Nangong Shaojue raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Weiyi. He was the woman from last night, but looking at her now, he did not seem to recognize him. Now, this woman actually started to scold him recklessly.

"Nangong Lin! "Three seconds, get the hell over here right now!"

As Su Weiyi looked at Nangong Shaojue's extremely cold face, he felt that the little fellow was still continuously sobbing and twitching on his shoulder. If the little fellow went over, it would definitely scold him.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard Nangong Shaojue's ice-cold voice, "He's my son!"

With just that one ice-cold reminder, Su Weiyi had frozen his words in his throat. His warning gaze told him that the little guy was his son, and she, an outsider, had no need to meddle in other people's business.

Nangong Lin heard her father drinking Su Weiyi, and his heart was extremely unhappy. He suddenly turned his head, and stared at Nangong Shaojue with his round eyes, "Smelly father, how can you yell Yi? It was a woman. How could a man yell at a woman? No wonder Mommy doesn't want you, hmph! "

"Say that again!"

This low roar carried an absolutely powerful aura, intimidating the entire field and causing it to feel somewhat stifled.

The usually bold Nangong Lin was now scared to the point that his body was trembling violently. His two short hands held Su Weiyi tighter.

Su Weiyi felt the little guy's tremble, and his heart was filled with love for him. However, what qualifications did she have to lecture the little guy's father, and not his son?

He patted the little guy's shoulder and gently said, "It's getting late, quickly go back with your father!"

"No!" "No!" Nangong Lin said as he hugged Su Weiyi's neck tightly, "I don't want to go back with my stinking father! I want to follow -- "Ahhh!"

Before he even finished speaking, a Demon Claw had already grabbed him by the collar, pulling him out of Su Weiyi's embrace.

"Damn dad, let me go!" "Let me go ?" Nangong Lin's short four limbs were waving in the air.

Nangong Shaojue's handsome face was terrifyingly cold as he carried Nangong Lin and walked towards the carriage.

"Old man, let me go, let me go ?" "One ?" Nangong Lin continued to struggle and wail.