Second pregnancy, sixth child: The beloved mom's disguise has been exposed again.

Chapter 359 After several years of separation, father and daughter are reunited.

Guan Ying was already waiting outside the door, and Si Si had also gotten up early. The two met in the corridor and nodded to each other.

They were all used to getting up early, and showed no signs of being tired.

A short while later, Ning Yao also came out of the room. Her slightly dark circles under her eyes made it clear that she hadn't slept well the night before.

Si Si didn't think anything of it. It's common for people to have trouble sleeping in unfamiliar beds when they're traveling.

Guan Ying was overthinking things. She glanced at Ning Yao, then at Wen Tingye behind Ning Yao, and her eyebrows instantly lifted.

A big gray wolf and a little white rabbit shared a room all night and nothing happened? Nobody believes that!

Ning Yao glanced at Guan Ying silently, a sense of suspicion rising in her heart.

I don't recall seeing Guan Ying smile like this when she received her bonus...

Guan Ying noticed Ning Yao looking at her, coughed twice, stopped smiling, and resumed her unchanging icy expression, as if Ning Yao had just imagined her smile.

"Good morning, A-Si." Ning Yao smiled at her daughter, showing no formality whatsoever.

Hearing Ning Yao call her name, and in such an intimate way, Si Si felt a little uncomfortable. Her expression stiffened, and a fleeting ripple appeared in her eyes, but she quickly regained her usual calm.

The housekeeper who appeared yesterday has also arrived in the corridor; it seems she was summoned by Si Si.

"Please have breakfast first, everyone. The sect leader will be here shortly." The housekeeper led the group to the dining area.

Hearing her say that, Ning Yao felt inexplicably nervous.

I'm about to meet my biological father. What kind of person will he be?

Si Si was a little more talkative today, following Ning Yao and softly introducing the situation of the Si Clan.

The Simen base we are on today was built by the earliest generation of Simen ancestors and has a history of several hundred years. It has been renovated twice, but only some soft decorations were done, and not a single brick or tile of the base was touched.

Ning Yao listened attentively, nodding occasionally.

Breakfast was a simple Western-style meal, with toast, jam, and cured meat.

Not long after finishing her meal, Ning Yao heard noises at the door, as if a number of people were coming over.

Seeing Ning Yao's fingers silently clench the tablecloth, Wen Tingye raised his hand and covered the back of her hand, patting it lightly twice.

There were about a dozen people. Leading the way was a man in a dark long robe. He was elegant and refined. Even though he was forty years old, he didn't look old at all. He was in excellent spirits and had a good physique. He was a very stylish uncle.

Ning Yao secretly observed the sect leader of the Si Sect, and Wen Tingye also cast a glance at her. Compared to Ning Yao's subtle observation, he looked directly at her.

The man in the long robe certainly had the air of a sect leader, but the timidity in his eyes was undeniable.

Could he be the so-called sect leader Si Longshen?

Wen Tingye raised an eyebrow slightly, his heart filled with suspicion, but he showed no sign of it on his face.

At this moment, Si Longshen was accompanied by a noblewoman dressed in fine clothes. Judging from her arrogant demeanor, she was no ordinary person.

Wen Tingye remained calm and collected as an observer, raising an eyebrow as he watched the newcomer's every move.

Si Si stood up and respectfully called out "Grandpa". The one addressed as Grandpa was the man in the dark-colored long robe.

Si Longshen glanced at the people in the room, his gaze finally settling on Ning Yao. His eyes were still relatively gentle, but his voice was heavy and tinged with emotion.

"You are Xi Yun's daughter?"

"You and your mother really do look alike."

"Yes, Luo Xiyun is my biological mother..."

Ning Yao nodded. "Go ahead and speak." She didn't know what else to say, so she simply called out "Sect Master Si" in a cold voice.

"Don't be so formal. He's your father. Why call him Sect Leader?" The noblewoman next to Si Longshen suddenly spoke up elegantly.

She speaks with a certain air of refinement, but it doesn't sound unpleasant or affected; on the contrary, it's pleasant to the ear and quite elegant.

Ning Yao looked at her, pursed her lips, and ultimately didn't say "Dad."

For some reason, she never felt any sense of closeness when she first met this man named Si Longshen.

Perhaps it's because Si Longshen has another woman, or perhaps it's because he abandoned his wife and daughter, being irresponsible...

"Don't make things difficult for her. We haven't seen each other for over twenty years. She must be unhappy with me as her father." Si Longshen didn't take it to heart, and his tolerance for Ning Yao's behavior was unprecedented.

Si Longshen gestured for everyone in the room to sit down, then gentlemanly pulled out a chair for the lady, and only sat down himself after she had done so.

Ning Yao watched Si Long Shen's actions and secretly guessed the identity of this noblewoman. Someone who could command such respect and consideration from Si Long Shen must most likely be his…

Ning Yao suppressed the word "Madam," unwilling to admit that her father had left her and her mother for another woman.

"This is my wife, An Qiulu." Si Longshen introduced the noblewoman sitting next to him with a smile, his words filled with affection and doting.

Without needing many words of explanation, Ning Yao, being a smart woman, could tell at a glance that the couple had a very loving relationship.

"Madam An, hello." Ning Yao's emotions were churning, and a faint chill was visible in her eyes, but her voice was completely flat.

An Qiulu nodded with a smile, her eyes holding unreadable emotions that were hard to fathom.

Wen Tingye leaned back lazily in his chair, crossing his legs, unlike Ning Yao who was so reserved.

His dark, sharp eyes swept over An Qiulu, then a mocking smile curled his lips.

This woman's husband is meeting with the daughter of his former lover, and the father and daughter seem to be on the verge of recognizing each other. Furthermore, Si Longshen has even handed over the Si Gate to Ning Yao. Can An Qiulu accept this?

No one at the table spoke, and the atmosphere became incredibly awkward.

An Qiulu held the teacup, her fingertips gently stroking the lid, scraping the surface of the tea back and forth.

Si Longshen glanced at An Qiulu before putting on that not-so-sincere smile and saying to Ning Yao, "Back then, your mother and I were in a passionate relationship. I left her in a hurry and didn't know that she was already pregnant with you."

Si Longshen took the first step in this father-daughter reunion, his tone gentle and mild, carrying a hint of guilt.

Ning Yao clenched her teeth silently. Clearly, her mother knew nothing about why her father had left, or even where he had gone.

Even if Si Longshen had something urgent to deal with, more than twenty years had passed in the blink of an eye, so he should send a message to his mother.

Surely he couldn't have been so busy all these years that he didn't have a single moment to send a message.

An Qiulu glanced silently at Ning Yao's left wrist, showing no reaction to what Si Longshen had said.

"Back then, I was the heir to the Si family, and I was also unruly and unwilling to obey my elders. After being forced to attend the family's engagement banquet, I went to the distant country of Z on official business, which was like returning to my homeland. At that time, I had many feelings..."

"Not long after I arrived in Country Z, I met your mother, Luo Xiyun."

Si Longshen seemed to be reminiscing about the past, completely immersed in an emotion he couldn't extricate himself from.