Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Gu Yunxiao clearly knew that Yuwen Qingge had deep feelings for him, but he still rejected her completely. However, since he had no other choice in mind, why did he make such a request to Nan Huaijin in the end?    

Yuwen Feng didn't understand Gu Yunxiao's words.    

He took two sips of his cold coffee and continued to look through the papers in front of him.    

… ….    

Sacred Land, Sub-City.    

North of the city, slums.    

A bearded man sat at an old stained desk, staring at the computer screen in front of him. Under the thick glasses, the light in his eyes was especially clear.    

The wind rustled the curtains in the window.    

Sunlight shone through the mossy windows, falling on the innumerable furnishings in the room, illuminating and dimming.    

The air was filled with a faint moisture.    

"Yes!"    

Suddenly, the man's eyes shone with a proud light. His right hand clenched into a fist and heavily danced in the air.    

Following that, he turned off the computer and got up to stretch.    

After almost 30 hours of sleep, his body had already become stiff.    

He stretched his neck as he walked towards the bathroom.    

After a while, the interior of the house was filled with the heavy smell of defecation.    

Whoosh …    

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom again.    

The humidity in the room had increased.    

When the man came out of the bathroom, his messy hair was already half tied up and there were still water droplets hanging from the ends.    

Upon closer inspection, this was an extremely young student.    

He was thin, and it was unknown if it was because he was living a difficult life that he looked malnourished.    

Bang bang bang.    

He had just boiled some water and was preparing a bowl of instant noodles when someone knocked on the door.    

"André, are you home?"    

The young woman's voice.    

The man frowned with a slightly impatient expression.    

"Andrew... "Andrew..."    

When he didn't hear any response, the other party continued to knock the door and shout.    

The man turned off the fire, walked to the door with a face full of boredom, and opened the shabby wooden door.    

The paint on the wooden door had been peeled off completely, revealing the original color of the wood. There was also a gap between the door frame and the wall.    

Such an environment in the slums could already be considered pretty good.    

"Ander, you're really home …"    

The woman's mouth split into a smile as she saw him guard the door.    

"What's the matter?"    

The man did not fully open the door. His hand was still on the doorframe. His tone was extremely annoyed.    

Obviously, he had no intention of letting her in.    

"Andrew... "I'll rest today …"    

As she spoke, the woman's eyes revealed a hint of bashfulness. A faint pink color surfaced on her cheeks.    

"It has nothing to do with me."    

The man arrogantly curled his lips and sneered coldly.    

"Ander, didn't you say last time that when I'm resting …"    

"When did I say that?"    

Before the woman could finish her sentence, the man interrupted her with a look of disgust.    

"That was the last time … "At the 'Night Fragrance' …"    

The woman swallowed her saliva and lowered her voice.    

"You even believe in getting drunk!"    

The man's tense mood seemed to have reached its limit. His heavy eyes were like rolling black clouds.    

"I believe everything you say..."    

The woman raised her head slightly, and her eyes were filled with mist.    

Seeing her like this, the man finally lost the last of his patience and shouted at her.    

"I have something on today, so don't bother me."    

"I …"    

Bang.    

The man slammed the door shut.    

With too much force, the mottled walls and fine sand fell a lot.    

The eyes of the girl outside the door were filled with sand, her eyes were red, and tears were streaming down her face.    

"Ah Wang …"    

An elderly voice came from behind her.