Because of her background, Mo Han was very sensitive to the emotions of the people around her. She must have understood Father Fu's attitude, so she wouldn't take the initiative to ask for trouble from him.

Fu Yuchen was afraid that his darling would suffer any grievances from his father, so he was naturally willing to intervene between his father and Mo Han to ease the atmosphere and become a human-shaped microphone.

Father Fu was not happy, but this was in public after all, and he was embarrassed to act on the spot. He could only pinch his nose and listen to Fu Yuchen's words.

Grandpa Fu burst into laughter as he watched this scene. This son of his, ah, had been cold for so many years. He didn't have any popularity on his body at all. He could be considered to have seen a little more fireworks on his body. However, there was still something to be worn between Huanyu and Fu Yuchen.

The plane was about to check the tickets. Mo Han and Fu Yuchen were also preparing to bid farewell to their family members and check the tickets.

Old Man Fu looked at the pretty girl in front of him and couldn't help but feel reluctant. He really liked this transparent girl.

"Huanyu, if you're fine, then go back to the capital with Fu Yuchen to see this old man. Grandpa, I look forward to seeing you two back. If Fu Yuchen bullies you, tell Grandpa that Grandpa will help you deal with him properly."

"Grandpa, you're biased. You don't want me as a grandson when you have a granddaughter-in-law. Besides, I can learn a lesson from the heavens about Huanyu. It's too late to treat her well. Why would I bully her? Don't worry, I will definitely do everything I can to treat her well. I won't give you the chance to deal with me." Hearing Grandpa Fu's words, Fu Yuchen hurriedly said sincerely.

Watching the grandfather and grandson quarrel, the corner of Mo Han's mouth unconsciously rose.

So this is the warmth of the family? This tastes really good. It's like being soaked in hot water and being pressed from head to toe.

"Grandpa, thank you for your concern. I know that Fu Yuchen treats me well. I think it might not be easy for you to deal with him. It's getting late. We should go check the tickets. You should pay more attention to your health at home. If you miss us, give us a call." With that, Mo Han and Fu Yuchen took out their documents and prepared to check in.

"Wait!" The moment Mo Han turned around and entered the security check, the thoughts in Grandpa Fu's mind suddenly unlocked. He finally remembered why Mo Han always gave him a familiar feeling. He finally remembered where he had seen this face before.

"Huanyu, wait." Hearing Grandpa Fu's words, Mo Han and Fu Yuchen stopped and turned around again. They looked at Old Man Fu with puzzled expressions, not knowing which gourd of medicine he was selling.

'"Huanyu, Grandpa thought you were very familiar the first time he saw you, but he couldn't remember where he had seen you before. The moment you turned around, Grandpa finally figured out that you looked like a female celebrity of our generation. It was carved from the same mold!"

Hearing this, Mo Han was stunned. After Fu Yuchen patted her shoulder and called her back to her senses, she immediately became excited.

"Are you serious?" Seeing her like this, Fu Yuchen shook her hand and held her in his arms.

"Yes, there should be a picture of her at home now. Do you want to come back with me to take a look?" Said Old Man Fu.

"Good, good, good. Let's go now." As he spoke, Mo Han raised her head to look at Fu Yuchen, "We may not be able to return to Xingcheng today. I really want to go back with Grandpa to take a look. Perhaps this has something to do with my background."

Fu Yuchen, who placed her at the apex of his heart, nodded and went to the reception desk to change his ticket.

Just as Mo Han and the others left the airport, Xue Xiaochen and Bai Xiaojing entered the airport gate.

Heaven's Will played tricks on them, and they just brushed past each other perfectly without anyone noticing.

On the way back to the Fu Clan, Mo Han sat in the right back of the car, next to Fu Yuchen.

At this moment, Mo Han thought back to when he was about to board the plane. Grandpa Fu said that he was similar to an art star of his generation. This caused Mo Han to have a feeling of anticipation but also a bit of fear. He wanted to say it, but it was hard to say it out loud.

His brows furrowed, and the wind from the open car window gave Mo Han goosebumps.

"Huanyu, are you thinking about what Grandpa Fu said about that photo?" Fu Yuchen looked out of the window at him with a distracted expression.

Mo Han pulled it out of her mind and turned to Fu Yuchen like a child who had done something wrong, blushing slightly.

Fu Yuchen was different from the environment and experience he lived in when he was a child. Perhaps he lacked the care of his family's parents and was a little afraid to say it out loud.

Mo Han jokingly said, "What if I could have been the substitute for that artist star at the time?"

The two of them met and laughed.

The driver slowly got off the car and signaled to the security guard to open the door fence, preparing to drive into the Fu Family.

After getting off the car, Mo Han and Fu Yuchen removed their luggage from the trunk of the car. Grandpa Fu walked to the door and used the key hanging at his waist to open the door.

After the two entered the door to place their luggage, Mo Han felt a little anxious to see the person who looked exactly like him. She couldn't help but quicken the pace of descending the stairs. Grandpa Fu was rummaging through the cabinets with his back. He muttered softly that it should be right here.

Mo Han also squatted down and helped look in the drawer that Grandpa Fu had flipped through.

Oh, so it's here. I've been touching these old things for a long time.

As he spoke, he held a yellowish photo album in his hand, along with a somewhat worn-out photo album.

Mo Han's breathing started to tighten. He slowly put down the book in his hand and stared at the yellowed book. Too similar! This was too similar! ! ! This was exactly the same.

Mo Han was surprised, just as he had expected.

He looked around, wanting to find a mirror to look at his outline. He shook his head and looked at himself in the mirror and then at the person in the photo.

It was as if he was trying to persuade the person in this photo to be slightly different from him, but the more he looked at it, the more shocking his expression became.

Mo Han slowly calmed himself down from his panic, because he clearly understood that he was an orphan who had lived beside his classmates since childhood. He had never seen his biological parents, nor had he ever felt the care and love of his parents.

To him, warmth was just a familiar but unfamiliar word. There was no word for warmth.

Mo Han was wondering if this was his mother, hopefully, but she wasn't sure if this was true or because of a dream she hadn't seen for a long time.

No matter what, for a person like Mo Han who had never experienced the warmth of his parents, he longed for these things very much. It was like a flame on a cold winter night, and he seemed to want to hold onto it tightly.

She was a person she had never met since childhood. She had only seen a blurry face in her dreams. Now, seeing this photo was as clear as opening a curtain.

Mo Han asked Grandpa Fu, "How is the art star in this photo?"

Grandpa Fu looked at the upper left corner and began to think back.

"At that time, she could be considered a very popular artist star, and I often went to see her performances with my good friends.

Her young beauty fascinated all our boys at the time.

As usual, she was interrupted in a performance and left early.

I haven't seen tickets for her show since. Rumors began to circulate, and each of them had their own words.

The news she heard later was that she had withdrawn from the film and television industry. It was said that she was excluded from other circles and wanted to be pushed out. It was also said that she retired from the film and television circles to live abroad. There were also some extreme rumors that she was assassinated

. "Nobody can give any evidence. Nobody really knows where she went, what she's doing, or is she still alive?"

After listening to Grandpa Fu's story, Mo Han revealed a look of disappointment. He couldn't be sure that Grandpa Fu's artist star was what he was looking forward to.

The difference in mood made him feel powerless and a little overwhelmed.

It's better to follow fate. Perhaps we'll meet again in the future.

Fu Yuchen walked over with a pot of hot tea in his hand and asked curiously, "What are you talking about, huh? Are you talking about the actress who looks like you?"

Fu Yuchen took the yellowed photo from Mo Han's hand and looked at it while comparing Mo Han's face.

"It really does look like that. This nose, eyebrows. It looks like a female version of you, doesn't it, Huanyu?" When Mo Han regained her senses, she vaguely heard Fu Yuchen say that the person in the photo was the female version of him.

"I was also surprised that we were so similar," he said with a smile.

The three of them drank tea and chatted about the old actress...

Lying on the bed, Mo Han did not feel sleepy. His mind uncontrollably began to recall the story that Grandpa Fu told him about her and repeated it again and again.

Fu Yuchen walked to the bed beside him and asked Mo Han, "Shall we return to Ningcheng Mingya tomorrow?"

Huanyu took a deep breath (it was a psychological exercise before doing something big). "Let's book the tickets for tomorrow."

Fu Yuchen smiled and said, "Alright, let's set off tomorrow."

"You two turn off the lights and rest early," Grandpa Fu shouted downstairs.

It was already 2:40 in the morning.

Early in the morning, the sun shone through the screen window on Fu Yuchen's bed. He was sleepy and his feet were clamping the quilt.

Dong! Dong! Dong dong! ! Knock on the door.

Fu Yuchen rolled over.

Dong! Dong! Dong dong! ! A knock on the door sounded again.

Fu Yuchen habitually replied, "Later, let me sleep a little longer."

"It's time for us to send it to the airport." Mo Han shouted from outside the door.

Fu Yuchen opened his eyes and sat up from his bed, "Come! Come ~"

On the table downstairs, Grandpa Fu had already prepared some breakfast, Chaos, fried dough sticks, and tofu brain.

Fu Yuchen's washing time is very long. Mo Han says loudly, "Don't fall asleep in the bathroom ~ We won't have time to catch a plane to the airport."

Grandpa Fu, you're worried. Just as you're about to go take a look, he comes out head-on.

Perhaps he heard familiar footsteps. Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, it was too late to sit down and enjoy the delicious meal of the morning.

Grandpa Fu asked the driver to prepare the luggage at the door. Take the bus to the airport.

Along the way, Mo Han's mentality was completely different from his back then. She was determined to create a world of her own in Ningcheng Mingya, so that her own parents could see it...

After getting on the plane, Mo Han took out a book from her bag and flipped through it. It looked like she was really reading a book, but in fact, her mind was always wandering. Seeing this, Fu Yuchen wanted to make her laugh.

"Huanyu, there's a man in the hospital who started to laugh crazily after losing. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Mo Han closed the letter and asked Fu Yuchen.

"Because his smile is low, hahaha …"

Mo Han looked at him and chuckled, but it wasn't how funny the joke was, but Fu Yuchen's feelings for her moved her.

The plane landed smoothly in Ming Ya a few hours later and returned to a familiar place. Especially Mo Han, who was trying to show her parents her results with a mouthful of hot blood. Her eyes were somewhat wet. Perhaps Fu Yuchen, who was standing beside him, was infected by the sunset at this big airport! In an instant, he felt that he could only see this person in front of him in this lifetime!