Growing up, Nan Xukun hadn't got the slightest idea what a 'father' was. He only had his mother to rely on. People often said many bad things about them; mistress, illegitimate child, bastard's son and he got used to listening to them.
It wasn't until one day when her mother hastily packed up and brought him into an unfamiliar place did he realize that he, too, had someone he could call 'father'. Nan Xukun could still remember when he first met Nan Cheng. At that time, the man stepped into the place they were in, wearing an expensive suit and polished shoes. He smiled as his sight landed upon them — or to be exact, him.
"Nice to meet you. I'm your father." Nan Cheng said with a kind and gentle smile on his face.
Nan Xukun didn't know why he instinctively felt afraid of that man. He looked as dashing and handsome as the prince depicted in fairytales yet Nan Xukun didn't even dare to look into his eyes. Scared, he buried his head into his mother's shoulders.
