Nan Xiao said, "You all eat first, I'll go take a look."
"Do you really see yourself as a servant?" Lan Yuxi glared at him. "Sit down, I'll go."
"Xi Bao, you don't have to go. This might be for the big clients, I need to sign for them."
"Dad..." Mu Mu wanted to ask what a big client was, but accidentally blurted out "Dad." Realizing she had made a mistake, she quickly covered her mouth.
In the dining room, three out of the four people were stunned.
"Mu Mu, what did you call me?!" Nan Xiao asked, full of surprise.
Zhao Zhao, with a headache, turned his little head away and looked out the window.
Lan Yuxi, biting half a bun, forgot to swallow.
Mu Mu knew she had caused trouble. Her eyes turned red, and she was on the verge of crying.
Nan Xiao's heart ached. He scooped her up, "Baby, don't cry, Daddy's here."
Mu Mu hugged his neck and said in a muffled voice, "Don't be angry, I just really wanted a dad. If you don't want me to call you that, I won't anymore."
"Silly child, how could Daddy be angry? Daddy is so happy he's about to go crazy." Nan Xiao bounced the little one. "What were you going to tell me earlier?"
Mu Mu sobbed, "I wanted to ask you, what is a big client?"
"It's the desk in Mom's study." Nan Xiao reached out and wiped the tears from her eyes. "You eat first, I'll let them in. Once it's assembled, you'll be able to see it."
Mu Mu straightened up and looked at him intently. "I want to go open the door with Daddy."
"Okay, let's go with Daddy." Nan Xiao raised an eyebrow at the stunned Lan Yuxi and walked out with Mu Mu.
Once the sound of footsteps faded, Zhao Zhao sighed, "I knew it, Lan Sirui would betray me sooner or later, but I didn't expect her to betray me so quickly."
Lan Yuxi was amused by her son's words. "You can betray me too."
"I won't, I will always protect you."
Lan Yuxi hugged the little one gratefully. Zhao Zhao's face instantly turned red.
Lan Yuxi looked at him with amusement. "I heard him talking to you earlier, he was coaxing you to call him Dad."
The little one snorted, "I know, but I just won't do what he wants!"
"But whether you call him Dad or not, he is your father. Besides, the misunderstanding between him and me has been resolved. He didn't do anything wrong. It would be unfair to him if you're still angry with him."
Zhao Zhao thought for a moment. "Then let's wait until you agree to be with him."
"What if I don't agree?"
"Then I'll never call him that." Zhao Zhao then looked at her vigilantly. "Didn't you say the misunderstanding was resolved? Why would you still not agree to him? Did he do anything else to wrong you?"
"He didn't wrong me. But when two people are together, it's not just about two people, it's about two families. I don't like the Nan family."
"Then why did you let Grandpa and him live at home?"
"Because they are both genuinely good to Mom. I dislike the Nan family, but I don't dislike them." Lan Yuxi smiled and tickled his cute little nose. As her finger slid to his small chin, Lan Yuxi froze.
Before, when Zhao Zhao had a little baby fat, she hadn't noticed that he actually had a shallow dimple on his chin.
Seeing his mother staring at him blankly, Zhao Zhao asked suspiciously, "Mom, what's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
"No." Lan Yuxi patted his little face. "Let's eat, the soup dumplings will be cold and not tasty."
"Mhm." Zhao Zhao paused, a smile on his lips. "He looked quite handsome when he was cooking."
Lan Yuxi's mind flashed to the young man tying on a small apron and making dumplings for her, and she also curved her lips.
Nan Xiao soon brought the workers in. They installed the equipment outside, while he returned to the dining room with Mu Mu.
Lan Yuxi had also eaten most of her meal and pushed the remaining steamed dumplings to the father and daughter.
Nan Xiao looked at her with a smile in his eyes. Just as he picked up a dumpling with his chopsticks, the roar of an airplane could be heard from outside.
Who would come at this time? Considering that after her and Nan Xiao's affair was exposed online, no one at home had called her, Lan Yuxi's heart skipped a beat.
She quickly put down her chopsticks and looked at Nan Xiao with a grave expression. "You leave quickly, I'll stall at the tarmac for a while, it should be enough time."
Nan Xiao lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes obscuring the emotion in his eyes.
"Is it Lan Mu Shang?"
"It's hard to say. Hurry and go!"
Lan Yuxi said and walked out quickly.
After she left, Nan Xiao did not put down his chopsticks. Instead, he put a soup dumpling on Zhao Zhao's and Mu Mu's plates. "Eat, you're growing, you can't go hungry."
Mu Mu, biting into the soup dumpling, asked indistinctly, "Aren't you leaving?"
"No, I'll eat with you."
Nan Xiao dotingly rubbed the little pigtails on her head, which he had tied for her that morning.
"Mom will be angry if you don't leave." Zhao Zhao kindly reminded him.
Nan Xiao said lightly, "I'm a man, I can't let her bear these things alone that she shouldn't have to bear."
After hearing what he said, Zhao Zhao thought this brainless father was quite manly.
"Then you should eat quickly too, lest you don't have the strength later..." to be beaten!
He had seven uncles. Although he only knew his eldest uncle, according to his mother, none of his six other uncles were easy to deal with.
Nan Xiao slightly hooked his lips and elegantly ate the dumpling.
Meanwhile, Lan Yuxi rushed all the way to the tarmac.
The private jet had already landed, parked not far from Joyce's plane.
The bodyguard waiting on this side quickly walked over. "Miss Xi, I checked just now. There's the character 'Lan' on the private jet, so I didn't ask for your permission. It should be Mr. Shang returning."
Lan Yuxi shook her head with a displeased expression. "It shouldn't be my eldest brother, he has very important matters to attend to..."
Just then, the cabin door opened. When Lan Yuxi saw the person descending the ramp, her eyes instantly welled up.
Mom, Mom is here!
Tang Wan, dressed in a pure white qipao, slowly descended with a gentle smile on her face.
Although she was already over fifty and had given birth to eight children, her figure was still well-maintained. Looking at her face, where pores were barely visible, anyone would believe she was forty.
Tang Wan was different from Old Mrs. Nan. While Old Mrs. Nan was beautiful, she was arrogant and vulgar, lacking substance.
Tang Wan, on the other hand, was an elegant, tasteful, and cultured woman. Her every word and gesture was just right, gentle and refined, as if she exuded a faint fragrance with every movement.
"Mom—"
Lan Yuxi ran over quickly.
Tang Wan looked at her daughter running towards her, her eyes slightly red. She had been too worried to eat or sleep on the way. Seeing her daughter so full of life, her heart finally settled.