Time flew, and in a flash, another six years had passed.

After Mu Yangyang had been driven away that year, she had not continued to stay in Bei City and had gone to further her learning in France alone.

This trip had lasted for six years.

There had been too many changes in the past six years. Mu Yangyang had short hair now, and Mu Sichen was already five years old.

She majored in advertising design in France and came back this time for work.

Mu Yangyang pulled the luggage with one hand and held a little boy with the other.

"Chenchen, did you see your godmother?"

Mu Yangyang stopped and looked around the airport lobby. Song Zhifei had said that she would come to pick Mu Yangyang up when Mu Yangyang came back today, but Mu Yangyang did not see her.

Mu Sichen blinked his big eyes and scanned the crowd. He shook Mu Yangyang's arm and said, "Mommy, I'm going over there to take a look. I may have found godmother."

After saying that, he shook off Mu Yangyang's hand and rushed into the crowd. The latter hurriedly chased after him, but was dispersed by the crowd.

Mu Yangyang curled her lips with a helpless expression on her face.

Mu Sichen was five years old this year, but he was completely different from other children.

When other children were still crying to buy toys, Mu Sichen showed his extraordinary talent for computers.

In France, Mu Yangyang hired tutors for him, but the teachers of the cramschool said that Mu Sichen was not suitable to learn in the environment of preschool.

Since he was three and a half years old, Mu Yangyang had rarely worried about him.

After Mu Sichen had left Mu Yangyang, he ran around in the crowd happily.

When he had come out just now, he had seen a person who looked like Daddy. As long as he ran fast, he would definitely meet that man again!

Mu Sichen stood at the gate with a rare look of confusion on his face.

That's not right, he clearly remembered that his father was walking this way.

"Little boy, did you get lost?"

Mu Sichen heard a familiar voice behind him. He had heard this voice before on TV!

He turned his head excitedly and his big eyes instantly curved into beautiful crescent moons.

"Uncle, I can't find my mother."

Mu Sichen walked over and grabbed Fang Yi's trousers, pouting his lips in grievance.

"Well..." Fang Yi frowned and looked at the little boy that only reached his knees. He subconsciously looked at his assistant Little Chen behind him.

"Boss, I'll send him to the service desk. Please wait a moment."

Little Chen quickly walked over to hold Mu Sichen's hand, but the latter dodged and continued to hug Fang Yi's thigh.

"No! No! You are a bad person!"

Little Chen looked embarrassed, and the corners of his mouth twitched suspiciously.

He only had a slightly darker complexion. Did that mean he had become a bad person?

"Little boy, what's your name?" Fang Yi half-squatted down and looked at Mu Sichen, forcing himself to smile admicably.

"But Mommy said that I can't tell a stranger my name." Mu Sichen tilted his head and said with an innocent expression.

"If you don't tell me your name, how can I help you find your mother?"

Fang Yi coaxed him in a low voice. When he got closer, he suddenly felt that this child looked familiar.

He was not the only one that noticed something. Even Little Chen noticed that something was wrong.

"Uncle, I have to go back. Otherwise, Mommy will be anxious. Let's talk next time." Mu Sichen blinked as he suddenly let go of his hand and took a few steps back.

After saying that, Mu Sichen once again rushed into the crowd and headed straight for Mu Yangyang.

Fang Yi was still squatting at the same place, staring at Mu Sichen's back and slowly narrowing his eyes.

Little Chen swallowed and whispered, "Boss, why do I feel that he... He looks a little like you?"

"I also think so..." Fang Yi muttered. He stood up and tidied up his clothes. He smiled bitterly. "But where did I get a child like him... I asked you to find her. Have you found her?"

"Not yet. I will find her as soon as possible."

Little Chen sighed in his heart. "Boss, if you had known it would come to this, you should have acted differently."

Fang Yi nodded, and his expression returned to indifference.

Six years ago, Mu Yangyang had disappeared overnight. When Fang Yi had come back to his senses, he only had one mission left.

That was to find Mu Yangyang!

Mu Sichen returned to Mu Yangyang's side. The latter wanted to teach him a good lesson, but she saw Mu Sichen timidly pull her arm and shake it.

"Mommy, I know I am wrong."

Mu Yangyang's face darkened and she was speechless.

Sometimes she wondered if Mu Sichen had been an actor in his previous life. Otherwise, how could he change his expression so quickly?

But don't be fooled by him just because he was cute and pouty. When Mu Sichen was naughty, Mu Yangyang would be more than angry.

"Well, didn't you say you saw your godmother? Did you find her?"

Mu Sichen shook his head. "But I have a good idea to find godmother," he said hurriedly when he saw Mu Yangyang's angry face.

"What's that?" Mu Yangyang had a puzzled look on her face. She had been calling Song Zhifei along the way, and every time, it showed that she was unavailable.

"Mommy, I saw a radio station there. We can go there and ask godmother to wait for us outside."

Mu Yangyang's eyes lit up. This was a good idea. She didn't expect that Mu Sichen was so young, but his thinking was much more flexible than hers.

The mother and son went to the service desk hand in hand. After a lot of trouble, they finally found Song Zhifei.

Song Zhifei went to the gate to wait for them according to the broadcast. She was standing on tiptoe to find them when she heard someone call her godmother softly behind her.

She turned around in surprise and saw a lovely tender child. His big black eyes were particularly attractive. Song Zhifei immediately recognized that this was her godson.

"Oh! My baby, let me kiss you."

Mu Sichen revealed the shyness of a child. He hugged Song Zhifei's neck and gave her a wet kiss.

Song Zhifei didn't mind at all, and her face bloomed with joy.

"Darling, you are so good. Are you hungry? I will take you to have a big meal!"

Putting Mu Sichen down, Song Zhifei stood up and smiled at Mu Yangyang. The two of them opened their arms at the same time and gave each other a big hug.

"Yangyang, welcome back."

"Feifei, I still have to thank you. If not for you, how could I..." Mu Yangyang chuckled, with excitement in her eyes.

"What nonsense are you talking about in front of the child!" Song Zhifei covered her mouth and rebuked, "Why are you being so polite to me?"

"Let's go, I am ready."

Song Zhifei held Mu Sichen's hand and found her car. When they all got on, she stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

As early as she knew that Mu Yangyang was coming back, Song Zhifei had already booked a hotel and restaurant.

They first went to check in and put down their luggage before coming down to eat.

For the past six years, Mu Yangyang had been missing the taste of Chinese food. Although she could cook, she had not had that much time abroad. Most of the time, she had eaten fast food.

Song Zhifei held her chin and watched them enjoying their food. She felt very distressed.

"During these years, you have to take care of your child, go to school, and work. Was your life very hard?"