The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief

Chapter 1235 - 612: Didn’t See Lu Wangshu

After being picked up, Song Nianhuan gave Song Qiao a kiss on the cheek with a smack, and then sweetly said, "Mom, I really missed you."

Looking at her daughter, Song Qiao’s heart melted completely, and she kissed her on the cheek too, then said, "Mommy missed you too. Have you been listening to the teacher obediently at school? Getting along well with classmates?"

Song Nianhuan nodded, "Of course, Mom, I’m very well-behaved."

Song Qiao smiled at her and said, "If you’re really good, why did you fight with a classmate last time? And then Mom and Dad were called to school by the teacher?"

Upon hearing this, Song Nianhuan immediately grumbled, "Mom, it wasn’t my fault. If they hadn’t started it first, I wouldn’t have hit back. Don’t you know me better than that? It hurts when you say things like that about me."

Nan Moyan watched the mischievous Song Nianhuan and found himself liking his little niece more and more.

He had known for a while that Song Qiao and Lu Jingchen had a son and daughter, but this was his first time meeting them today.

Song Qiao also found it amusing. When her gaze fell on Nan Moyan, she immediately said to her daughter, "Huanhuan, this is your uncle, be good... call him Uncle..."

Song Nianhuan’s gaze fell on Nan Moyan, her large eyes carrying a hint of confusion. Her eyes were very pretty and filled with childlike innocence, making her extremely adorable.

She blinked and thought the uncle in front of her was really handsome, just like Daddy.

She turned to look at her mommy with some confusion and said, "Mommy, don’t I already have two uncles?"

"Yes, this uncle is like your younger uncle, your real uncle, and even closer than your younger uncle. He is Mommy’s brother, so you should also call him Uncle," Song Qiao explained to her daughter.

Song Nianhuan looked like she half-understood and said "Oh," then turned to Nan Moyan and sweetly called out, "Uncle."

This call of "Uncle" had a tender, childish tone. Hearing the soft, sweet voice warmed Nan Moyan’s heart.

The man suddenly wasn’t sure how best to react. Normally, he didn’t like kids as young as this, finding them hard to care for and troublesome.

But now, seeing his little niece, his heart softened a lot.

"Uncle, hug me..." Song Nianhuan wasn’t shy at all, especially after seeing how handsome her uncle was. She reached out her little hands towards Nan Moyan for a hug.

Nan Moyan extended his hands and took Song Nianhuan from Song Qiao’s embrace. The small, soft body of the child was held in his arms, filled with the scent of childhood innocence.

It was probably because it was his first time holding such a small child, that Nan Moyan felt at a loss, not knowing whether to use more or less strength in his hold.

If he used too much force, he worried he might hurt the child. But if he loosened his grip, he worried he might accidentally drop her.

Song Nianhuan looked at Nan Moyan, her childlike face showing a sweet smile. She gave him a smack of a kiss on the cheek and excitedly said, "Yay, I kissed Uncle."

Nan Moyan watched the little girl with her cheerful appearance and couldn’t help but smile himself, his lips parting slightly as he said in a hoarse voice, "Naughty."

Song Nianhuan had come in by herself, and Song Qiao hadn’t seen Lu Wangshu. She even went to the door to look, but didn’t see Lu Wangshu anywhere, and couldn’t help frowning.

The two children always came and went together, so they should have arrived together now as well.

Turning to Song Nianhuan, Song Qiao asked, "Huanhuan, where’s your brother?"

Song Nianhuan blinked, "Brother’s outside with those pretty secretary ladies, didn’t Mommy see him?"

Song Qiao frowned; she hadn’t seen Lu Wangshu. Guessing he might be at the president’s secretary’s office, she spoke to Lu Jingchen, who was sitting there, a bit jealous watching his daughter with Nan Moyan, "I’m going to check on Wangshu."

Lu Jingchen withdrew his gaze from his daughter and Nan Moyan, looked at Song Qiao, and nodded.

After Song Qiao left, only Lu Jingchen, Nan Moyan, and the very well-behaved Song Nianhuan, nestled in Nan Moyan’s arms, remained in the office.

Perhaps because of the delicate relationship, Song Nianhuan depended heavily on this biological uncle, even more than on Chu Munan.

Even when Lu Jingchen wanted his daughter to come to him, the little girl thought about it and resolutely refused, "No, Daddy, I want Uncle to hold me now."

This made Lu Jingchen feel even more jealous, feeling like his daughter disliked him and that he didn’t measure up to Nan Moyan.

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Song Qiao left the office and headed to the secretary’s room, but when she arrived and looked inside, she didn’t see Lu Wangshu’s small figure. Her heart skipped a beat, feeling a sense of unease.

She immediately pulled over the nearest secretary. The secretary was initially surprised upon seeing her, then respectfully greeted, "Madam President."

Song Qiao didn’t pay attention to the formalities and immediately asked, "Have you seen my son?"

The secretary shook her head, "The young master didn’t come here. Why? Madam President, has the young master gone missing?"

The secretary’s words caught the attention of the entire office, causing everyone to look over, sharing a sense of puzzlement.

Song Qiao felt increasingly uneasy, the absence of her son giving her a foreboding sensation, like something might have happened to him.

Upon hearing the secretary’s reply, her expression changed, and she asked again, "Are you sure my son hasn’t been here?"

The secretary shook her head once more and said, "We just saw the young miss headed to the president’s office earlier, but we didn’t see the young master."

The secretary room fell into silence, but one secretary suddenly remembered something and said to Song Qiao, "Madam President, I just saw the young master by the elevator. He was with one of the department staff, and I think they were going to the restroom or something."