The man who walked over was tall, handsome and cool, carrying a strong aura from his body that could make people shiver.
There was a malicious look in the eyes under his short dark hair and his carved-like jaw was clenched tightly, showing his coldness and unhappiness.
The man's long legs entered Xiaojie's vision and looking at Mu Sihan who was striding over, Xiaojie's dark eyes brightened immediately. "Uncle Cool."
Xiaojie wanted to run into Uncle Cool's arms but when he thought of what Wen Xiaobo's mother had said and the relationship between Pretty Zhizhi and Uncle Cool recently, he lowered his head again.
Mu Sihan looked at Xiaojie's faded gaze and felt a tightness in his chest.
He strode over to the little fellow, knelt down and looked at him fixedly with his deep dark eyes. "Nan Xiaojie."
It was the first time Xiaojie had heard Uncle Cool call his name and it was his full name. His small body could not help but tremble.
