Hearing Zhang Lu's words, Meng Sheng lowered his eyes slightly and smiled, "Thank you for telling me this. Then I'll come back in three days."

"Alright, Mr. Meng, take your time!"

…

Meng Sheng turned around and raised his head slightly to look at the distant sky. Large swathes of Yun Duo resembled the cotton candy sold in the park.

He suddenly remembered that year, he took Mo Han to the park to play. When Mo Han saw that there was a cotton candy stall by the roadside, she hugged his arm and acted coquettish. He could not hold up her soft and hard bubbles, so he went to the stall to buy a white cotton candy.

She held the marshmallow in one hand and his arm in the other, eating happily and smiling as she told him to open it.

"A-Cheng, this is especially sweet. Take a bite too!"

"A-Cheng, when you recall the time you spent with me in the future, you will definitely remember this moment, because this cotton candy is really sweet! A-Cheng, open your mouth!"

…

The sun was very warm, but it couldn't compare to the smile on his lips at this moment.

Meng Sheng walked out a few steps and turned around to take a look. The smile continued to spread to the depths of his eyes.

Back in the car, Zhou Haihai raised his eyes and saw a smile on Meng Sheng's face.

Zhou Haihai was stunned. He did not remember how long it had been since he had seen such a smile on Meng Sheng's face.

Zhou Hai couldn't help but turn his head to look at Meng Sheng and ask with a smile, "Brother, what's so happy about?"

Meng Sheng lowered his eyes and said, "Nothing! Go to the company."

"Nothing?" Zhou Hai scratched the back of his head suspiciously. If nothing happened, why would brother suddenly be so happy? Impossible. I must be lying to him.

Seeing his expression of disbelief, Meng Sheng smiled helplessly and said, "Can I still lie to you?"

Zhou Hai frowned and thought for a moment.

"Brother, didn't you see Sister Wanwan?" He asked curiously as he familiarly started the car.

Meng Sheng leaned lazily against the seat, slowly closed his eyes, and pressed his hand a few times between his eyebrows. He said softly like a dream, "I'll see you at night."

"Night?"

"Yes, tonight."

…

Hot Springs Resort is located in the eastern outskirts of Cloud City in the mountains, where beautiful scenery, compared to the bustling metropolis, it makes people feel relaxed and happy, lingering.

As soon as Little Lanlan got out of the car, he was like a wild horse running wild with joy.

Mo Han followed closely behind Lanlan, worried that she would fall.

Biansheng, the little fellow is not worried about his own safety at all. As he retreats, he waves at her with a smile, "Big sister, big sister, come and catch me! Quickly come and catch me …"

A private car suddenly sped over.

Mo Han was so shocked that her heart almost jumped out of her throat and her speed was even faster. "Lanlan, be careful!"

She rushed over, reached out to protect Lanlan in her arms, and closed her eyes tightly.

At the same time, the tire rubbed against the ground fiercely, making an ear-piercing sound of braking, "Chi--"

The intense pain in his imagination did not come.

Mo Han took a deep breath and hurriedly opened her eyes to look at the little fellow in her arms. Her voice was urgent and anxious, "Lanlan, Lanlan, how are you? Did you hurt anywhere?"

The little fellow struggled to get out of her embrace and shook his head at her with a smile. He then reached out to gently touch Mo Han's cheek and said, "Sister, I'm fine. Look, am I not okay?"

As he spoke, Lanlan circled a few more times in front of Mo Han.

In the private car that stopped, Zhou Hai stared blankly at the scene in front of him. Just now, he was so close, so close to colliding with Sister Wanwan and the child …

"Brother, it's Sister Wanwan. I'm going down to take a look!" Zhou Hai hurriedly said to the man sitting in the back row.

Meng Sheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Alright."

Zhou Hai immediately pushed open the car door and walked out. He ran a few steps to Mo Han and opened his mouth. "Late … Auntie, are you and the child alright? I didn't mean to, I …"

Hearing the familiar voice, Mo Han couldn't help but raise her head to look over, Zhou Haihai?

The pair of apricot eyes under the glasses narrowed slightly and then looked at the car not far away.

She did not say a word to Zhou Hai Hai. She only extended her hand towards Lanlan and smiled, "Lanlan, come here! We should go back now, or your father will be worried."

"Alright, sister."

Little Lanlan grasped her hand obediently.

After thinking for a while, she looked up at Zhou Hai who was standing beside her and said, "Uncle, neither Big Sister nor I were injured."

Mo Han lowered her eyes and smiled exceptionally gently, "Lanlan, let's go back!"

After she finished speaking, she held Lanlan's hand and turned around to leave. She did not look at Zhou Hai any longer.

Zhou Haiyang was immediately anxious and blurted out, "Sister Wanwan."

Mo Han paused, but she did not stop. Instead, she continued to walk forward.

Zhou Haihai seemed unwilling to give up. He chased after Mo Han and reached out to block her path. He anxiously asked, "Sister Wanwan, why don't you recognize me?"

"You recognized me when I saved you from those people, didn't you?"

Zhou Hai's sudden questioning caused Mo Han's heart to be furious, and it was also the first time she had such a big reaction in front of someone.

She raised her head abruptly. The pair of apricot eyes under the lens were filled with intense hatred as she stared fixedly at Zhou Hai's innocent face.

It was already dusk, and the sky gradually darkened. The streetlights along the road lit up one after another.

Under the dim light, that plain face was almost twisted due to extreme pain.

Seemingly sensing the intense hatred emanating from her body, Zhou Haihai was stunned for a moment and looked at her in astonishment, "Sister Wanwan, you …"

In the next second, that intense hatred quietly disappeared. Mo Han pursed her lips and smiled. Her tone was cold and distant, "Sir, you shouldn't be suffering from amnesia, right? The last time you saw me, I remember that you seemed to call me aunt! Why are you …"

"Sister Wanwan? Is she your relative?"

The little fellow was immediately unhappy. He hugged his hands to his chest, pouted his lips, and said, "No!"

Seeing his precious daughter being so uncooperative, Fu Yuchen felt his head grow bigger.

He thought for a moment and could only continue to reason with the little fellow, "Then can you tell me why you call me Sister Tang Tang? If your reasons are good enough, I can consider listening to you."

"Because I like her." The little fellow raised his small face and blurted out without hesitation.

"…"

Is that a reason? Obviously not enough.

Fu Yuchen shook his head firmly and said, "There's not enough reason. You can call her aunt in the future."

Lanlan pouted and secretly glanced at his father. Then, he grinned and smiled at him. "Dad, then you have to tell me your reason."

Fu Yuchen raised his eyebrows, and a cunning smile flashed through his eyes.

He immediately whispered into the little fellow's ear.

Lanlan's pupils suddenly enlarged. Surprise seeped out from the bottom of his eyes. His fleshy little arms excitedly hugged Fu Yuchen's neck and asked, "Dad, you're not lying to me, are you?"

"Of course not."

"Then I'll listen to Dad and call him Auntie."

…

In the room, Mo Han had already put on the evening dress that Fu Yuchen had prepared for her.

A red ankle-length evening gown, sleeveless, shoulder veil designed to complement her snow-white skin, perfectly sketching out her slim figure.

The collar was deep V, revealing skin that was like congealed fat, and the chest gulf was even more faintly visible.

However, this face …

Looking at herself in the mirror, Mo Han took a deep breath and took out the cosmetics she had prepared beforehand.

Fu Yuchen only gave her one hour. Because she took a shower to change into her evening dress, twenty minutes had already passed. Now, there were still thirty-five minutes left for her.

Taking a long breath, Mo Han began to put on her makeup …

Even after many years, she still did not feel the slightest strangeness. She painted that plain and unremarkable face in detail.

Mo Han's hair wasn't long and just happened to be a shawl.

She hesitated for a moment, picked up the curler and curled her hair a few times, then fixed it slightly with gel.

When she finished all of this, the time limit was exactly half an hour.

In the living room, Fu Yuchen lowered his head and looked at his watch. It was still seven minutes away from the time he had given her. He didn't know how she was packing up! Don't disappoint him.

With this thought in his heart, he couldn't help but lower his eyes and smile. Then, he casually raised his head.

The tightly shut door suddenly opened from the inside.

Immediately after, a woman in a red evening dress walked out. Her skin color was better than snow, and it was like congealing grease, forming a sharp contrast with the wisp of red.

Fu Yuchen's heart trembled slightly, and a wisp of astonishment flashed through the depths of his eyes without a trace.

Her figure was slim but curvaceous.

The evening dress fits her perfectly.

The makeup on her face was also very exquisite. She put on her thick makeup and took off the black-rimmed glasses on her nose. Her pair of clear apricot eyes were as bright as ripples, causing people to be unable to move their eyes away from her.

Her hair, which had been tied up, was also put down by her, and her hair curled inwards.

Earrings and necklaces were prepared early in the morning. They were all expensive rubies that matched the color of the evening dress.

"Auntie, you're so beautiful!"

Lanlan's eyes lit up as he stared at Mo Han.

He shook his father's arm forcefully again, and the small face carved out of pink and jade was full of excitement. He said, "Dad, auntie is so beautiful! She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."

Fu Yuchen restrained his gaze and said casually, "Alright!"

The tone of her voice did not conceal her dislike.

"…"

What kind of vision does he have! Mo Han cursed unhappily in her heart.

She walked forward and dotingly scratched the tip of Lanlan's nose. "It's better to have Lanlan's eyes," she said with a smile.

The little fellow narrowed his eyes and smiled, looking at his father proudly.

Fu Yuchen rolled his eyes and pointed at another shopping bag on the floor. "This is Lanlan's dress. Help her change it on."

"Certainly, sir."

Mo Han replied with a smile.

Holding a shopping bag in one hand and Lanlan in the other, he turned around and returned to his bedroom.

Fu Yuchen unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth as a trace of surprise flashed through the depths of his eyes.

In that instant, an idea popped into his mind that Mo Han and Lanlan were actually like a mother and daughter.

Lanlan trotted towards his father with his skirt hem in his hand, then stinkily circled in front of him and asked, "Dad, am I beautiful?"

Fu Yuchen picked up the little fellow and rubbed her forehead affectionately, saying, "It doesn't matter whose treasure it is. Of course it's beautiful!"

Lanlan grinned with joy.

Mo Han couldn't help but laugh. Her eyebrows curved. Seeing that it was almost time, she walked forward and asked, "Sir, we're all ready. When are we leaving?"

Fu Yuchen raised his head and swept his gaze across Mo Han's face without a trace. The pair of phoenix eyes narrowed slightly invisibly.