Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【232My heart is there, my father is here】

He resisted countless times and was crushed under the devil countless times.

After a night of torture, she was so painful that her whole body convulsed, she fainted several times while lying on the bed, and the clear memory of her heart-breaking pain when she woke up was still vivid in her mind.

At that moment she hated this man to death, and her resentment supported her in running away alone for a long time...

When she learned that she was pregnant three months later, she was in a hurry. It was true that because she had the painful memory of a girl, she wanted to abort the child.

It took her a whole week to raise enough money for an abortion, but when she walked to the hospital door, she still hesitated.

Song Xiaozhi didn’t know who his parents were. He had lived for more than ten years without any relatives or friends. When he thought he finally had a family, he was used and thrown away...

She squatted at the door of the hospital and cried, crying heartbreakingly. She covered her stomach with her hands and asked in a low voice should I kill you?

If the alliance BOSS had not appeared at that time, she might have lived a completely different and miserable life.

Nangong Mo shook his head, with a look of sorrow on his face, "I'm sorry, this is included in my lost memory... I... have no impression... why should I treat you like that?"

Zhizhi couldn't complain to Nangong Mo at this time, nor was he angry at all.

She glanced at him and narrated softly: "When I came out of the Doug Research Institute, I only heard the researchers saying that they wanted to make a pathogen introduction for the young master of the Nangong family, so I signed an adoption agreement and changed my name to Nangong Zhi. I lived in Rose Garden.

Three years later, on a rainy night when I was sixteen, a man suddenly broke into the rose garden. I was attracted by this garden.

The master of my wife raped me all night. When I woke up, the young master had left. Butler Shen said that I was useless. The young master said that the Nangong family did not raise waste, so he kicked me out of the Nangong family. Later, I entered

The Killer Alliance gave birth to Shitou, and eight years later, he took over the task of Jinluyuyi, and then...here we are."

She recounted the details, but saw Nangong Mo holding his forehead with both hands, whispering in pain, "This is my mother's garden. Unless it was for me, you would not live in the rose garden. But I treated you like that at that time...

Now I really can’t remember anything... I’m sorry... Zhizhi, I shouldn’t forget... I don’t understand why I lost my memory for three years inexplicably... This garden is where I grew up, and I remember it.

Everything, but I can’t remember any interactions with you.”

"Forget it if you can't remember it," she smiled lightly, "It's not a good memory, but I just want to know, what disease do you have?"

Nangong Mo shook his head and sighed, "I'm sorry... I think it may have something to do with my eyes..."

It seemed that he really didn't remember anything. Zhizhi also sighed, "You really plan to be Mr. Sorry."

Nangong Mo frowned, "Butler Shen? I have never had a housekeeper named Shen in my garden."

Zhizhi tilted his head and asked, "Could it be the housekeeper you hired from those three years of memory?"

"I have seen all the cadres and employment information of the Nangong family in the data room, and there is no record of any butler named Shen." Nangong Mo frowned, "The Doug Research Institute has been destroyed, and no records can be found now. It seems that eight years

It’s hard to find the reason why I treated you like that before.”

Zhizhi turned her head and looked into the distance. What happened eight years ago was repeated before her eyes, but she couldn't catch any clues.

Seeing her deep in thought, Nangong Mo narrated quietly from the beginning, "Actually, when I was attending the family dinner, I briefly read your memory and consciousness, but because the time was too short, I could only read simple fragments. I then

I read that you have a son named Shitou, and that you have visited the Doug Institute.

I understand that we have met before. Later, the stone appeared at Nangong's house. When I asked about your identity, you hesitated to answer. I just felt that you were very similar to Nangong Zhi who lived in this rose garden. Even the taste was the same.

Because I have no memory, I don’t dare to recognize each other rashly, I can only guess. Ordinarily, according to the South

With Mr. Gong's temperament, the moment he saw Shitou, he would definitely try his best to do a DNA test. I waited for a long time, but there was no news or any announcement about Shitou's biological father. At that time, I guessed that this child might be

My child, this is the only reason why Nan

Master Gong is so quiet... It wasn't until a few days ago, when I was recuperating in the Rose Garden, that I accidentally went down to the basement and found this photo, and then I was sure that you were Zhizhi who left traces in my Rose Garden. Although I don't remember it.

, but Zhizhi, you and I have so many bonds that cannot be denied."

Zhizhi heard what he said and did not deny it, "Three days after I left, my friend helped me secretly take a photo of the owner of the garden. That person is definitely you."

Nangong Mo lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Zhizhi, what do you want to do?"

Zhizhi shook his head, "Frankly, I don't know."

"Give me a chance."

He suddenly said four words seriously, "Zhizhi, I want to make up for the vacancy left by you and Shitou eight years ago."

Before Zhizhi answered, Nangong Mo held her shoulders and turned her towards him, "I know it takes time to think about it, and the things I did today are almost forcing you, but sometimes, when you realize that you are about to lose

If you don’t seize the moment, you will really lose everything.”

Zhizhi was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses and said slowly: "When we were in Italy, you didn't hesitate to expose your identity in front of Lu Qianning to save me. I'm very grateful. In the disaster in Peru, if you hadn't come to save me, I might have been saved sooner."

I'm dead. I'm very grateful to you, and I've seriously thought about how to repay your kindness. If you have anything to ask of me, I will do whatever I can to help you, and I won't shirk even if I risk my life."

She shook her head, "Gratitude cannot be regarded as emotion. This will only increase the harm. Even if you are Shitou's father, now I have..."

"I know who you have in mind," he whispered, staring into her eyes. "I also know what you are here for today, but I still want to ask you to think about it seriously."

"Nangong Mo, you are a good person."

How could she not be aware of Nangong Mo's meticulous care of her these days in Italy?

Although he didn't say anything, she could clearly see the pain in his eyes at the moment of separation.

"But you are not my good person. You saved me. I will always remember this kindness. But when it comes to emotional matters, I can only tell you if you are right..."

"I didn't expect that I would be given the good guy card."

Nangong Mo interrupted her and smiled, "Zhizhi, in fact, I predicted your arrival today in the clip, and said thank you to me personally, and then clearly told me who the person in Daoming's heart was. I

As always, I was silent, hiding, and saying nothing. Finally, after seeing you saying sorry many times, I left. So when you came today, I specially took you to see the place where you like to play and left a message at the stairs.

I left traces on you, handed you a book with your photo, asked you about the identity of the stone, and did many things that did not appear in the prophecy. I just want to know if the result will change. Even if it does not change, I don’t want to

I want you to say sorry."

Zhizhi stopped talking, held back the three-word apology, and looked up at him, "Nangong Mo, I only know that continuing to hurt a top-notch man will make people feel very guilty."

"Zhizhi, I don't care whether it hurts or not. Why do you care so much, and why do you want to refuse so seriously? Otherwise, just treat me as a joke. Just listen to it and forget it after laughing."

He was still as calm as spring breeze, "What I do to you is my business and has nothing to do with you. You don't have to feel guilty."

When Zhizhi faced Nangong Mo at this moment, she really blamed herself. How could she, Song Xiaozhi, let Nangong Mo say such a thing to her?

Nangong Mo slowed down his voice and said, "What I'm asking for now is that no matter what, at least let me make up for my father's responsibility to Shitou. If you feel troubled, you don't have to explain it to him. I just want to spend more time with him."

"

Zhizhi's chest felt tight, and there was a bit of sadness in his eyes.

Nangong Mo, you said so many affectionate words, but you didn't even let me say I'm sorry to you. This feeling is really bad and makes her hate herself.

Nangong Mo looked at her who had been silent. At this moment, his heart suddenly felt extremely sad...

It's a good idea to keep silently, but as soon as I started doing it, I already felt it was so difficult.

He saw the breeze blowing her hair, she tilted her head slightly, raised her hand to brush the bangs on her forehead, and her long eyelashes cast a shallow screen on her beautiful white face, making her startled like a dream.

, and kept looking at it until she raised her head, and then whispered: "It's windy, let's go inside first."

Zhizhi also felt a bit of coolness pouring into his neck, so he hugged his arms and walked into the bedroom with him.

His legs and feet were inconvenient, so Zhizhi walked to the coffee table and poured two cups of tea in a familiar manner and handed them to him——

Nangong Mo took the teacup and said with a smile: "You haven't spoken for so long. Am I embarrassing you?"

Miss Song's face turned red unnaturally, she swallowed a sip of tea and quickly shook her head, "No, no, I'm not embarrassed..."

It's not embarrassing.

This is the limit of confusion.

When she confirmed that her thoughts were with Nangong Jue, Shitou's father declared that he was here.

It has nothing to do with herself, at least...she can't be too selfish towards the stone.

After drinking a cup of hot tea, Zhizhi put down the cup and sighed: "I have not deprived you of your right to be a father. If you want to recognize your father, I will not stop you."

Nangong Mo showed a touching smile, "Thank you for knowing, I don't think I've ever gotten along with him yet. Can you bring him to my place more often?"

Zhizhi agreed.

"Don't tell Shitou yet... I want him to accept me first."

Zhizhi was surprised and hesitated for a moment, but then he thought it would be better to let Shitou and Nangong Mo interact for a while first, so he agreed.

"You exposed your identity because of me. Although I hid it from Nangong Jue, Lu Qianning..."

Zhizhi asked about his worries, but Nangong Mo smiled faintly and whispered: "It doesn't matter, don't worry about these things, just let nature take its course."

She was still worried, but when she saw Nangong Mo's confident and determined face, she calmed down and nodded.

Nangong Mo wanted to say something, but the phone in Zhizhi's pocket suddenly started to ring. She took it out, saw the caller ID, paused, and pressed answer. Before she could speak, a cold and hard sound came from the other side.

The voice said, "Miss Song, why didn't you come to work?"

ah?

"Work?" Ms. Song couldn't think of anything to answer for a while, "What class do you work in?"

"Why, Miss Song got amnesia so quickly?"

"If I am forgetful, the CEO is not far away from dementia."

"Forgetful and demented, they are made for each other. Haven't you heard of this, Miss Song?" The voice over there was domineering and narcissistic, "You don't need to show your love for me so obviously!"

Miss Song is messy...

Damn, why is this person so faceless? He is so faceless!

"Also, Miss Song, no matter where you are now, bring me your lunch to the office immediately."

"lunch?"

"It will be delivered within ten minutes. It must be made by you."

Click, the phone was cut off.

Miss Song was so angry that she threw the phone and yelled at the phone, "Yaya, just starve to death!"

After saying that, he still angrily put away the phone, waved his hands to Nangong Mo in a hurry and said, "Nangong Mo, I'm leaving first, there's something urgent..."

Nangong Mo still smiled, nodded, and said nothing.

He stood up, walked to the window, and watched Zhizhi quickly run out the door, quickly jump into the car and drive away, the smile on his lips slowly faded.

Han Ze knocked on the door and came in, puzzled: "BOSS, didn't you prepare a candlelight dinner and fireworks to spend with that tough girl? Why did she leave?"

"Despite her efforts, the outcome didn't change much. She was still called away by a phone call."

Nangong Mo smiled mockingly.

Asking her to promise to bring stones to the garden often should be considered a reward.

Nangong Mo said seriously: "Since we have prepared those things, it is not good to waste them. Let's give them to you and Ji Yu."

Han Xiaoshou immediately said shyly: "Two men are having a candlelight dinner. He doesn't know about me... and he won't be willing..."

Nangong Mo continued to smile very gentlemanly, "That's right, blame me for forgetting that you are also a man."

When Han Ze heard this, he immediately ran out in tears...

BOSS, you have become deeply influenced by that woman, and you like to bully people more and more, ah ah ah ah...

(Thank you dear jieroucarol for giving me the gold medal, dear 13040699788 for giving me the red envelope, okay?╭(╯3╰)╮)