Five years later.

The airport was filled with people. A tall and pretty girl was anxiously walking through the crowd as if she was looking for something.

"Lovesick, have you found it?"

A tall and big man rushed over from a distance. Although he was in a sorry state, it did not affect his handsomeness.

"No, I couldn't find him even after searching for a while. Do you think Jiajia would be kidnapped by bad people since he's still so young?"

The more Gu Xiangsi thought about it, the more afraid she became. Her delicate little face turned pale.

"Don't worry, I'll get the staff to help me look for him."

The man patted Gu Xiangsi's head to calm her down before running towards the airport studio.

At the same time, on the other side of the airport, a four or five-year-old boy with an exquisite face was also searching in the crowd.

Compared to the two of them, the boy was much calmer. He looked around the crowd with his big eyes, trying to find someone to help him.

His eyes lit up, and a woman with luxurious clothes and exquisite makeup came into his sight.

"Auntie, I accidentally got separated from my mother. Can you help me?"

The boy raised his big, innocent smile.

This was a move that he had practiced for so many years. Any woman who saw his smile couldn't help but stop and pinch his face, exclaiming how cute he was. He believed that this woman was the same.

Faang Weiwei was already in a bad mood. It had been five years since Gu Xiangsi's death, yet Qiao Muyuan still had no intention of marrying her. He didn't even touch her when she took the initiative to send herself to his door. This time, he took advantage of her birthday and begged for a long time before he agreed to accompany her abroad to play, and now he was late.

Faang Weiwei lowered her head impatiently when she sensed someone calling her from beside her. When she saw the small face, she was stunned.

Why did she look so much like Qiao Muyuan?

It must be an illusion. All these years, she had been by Qiao Muyuan's side. Not to mention women, even their mother cat's every move was under her watch.

"If you get separated from your mother, call the police. Go away, go away, don't bother me."

Faang Weiwei waved her hand impatiently and pushed the boy away. Qiao Muyuan was not present, so there was no need for her to pretend to be virtuous.

The boy was weak to begin with, so he was forced to take a few steps back after being pushed by her. He managed to stabilize his footing and was slightly angry. His childish voice was filled with anger.

"Auntie, how can you be like this? If you don't want to help, then don't. You're a fierce auntie and not gentle at all. No boy will like you."

Faang Weiwei was already very annoyed, but now that she was scolded by a child, her fierce image was instantly exposed.

"What did you say? Do you know who I am? Whose child is so uncultured? Your parents aren't good people either, little bastard."

Faang Weiwei shouted loudly. All kinds of unpleasant words came out of her mouth like a shrew cursing on the street.

People were coming and going in the airport. The movement in the corner was quickly noticed by the people, and soon, they formed a small circle.

"Don't curse my mother. My mother is the best woman in the world. She is thousands of times better than a bad auntie like you."

The boy spoke loudly and noticed the crowd around him. His eyes lit up and then he became pitiful with tears in his big eyes.

"Bullying a child, you bad auntie, sob, sob ~"

It had to be said that his harmless little face, which made people want to hug and kiss him a few times, was really effective. Soon, there was a lot of discussion around, and all of them were scolding Faang Weiwei.

"This woman looks like she's dressed well. How can she bully a child?"

"That's right, that's right. Look at how cute that child is. What a bad woman."

Faang Weiwei's face alternated between green and white. Facing the reprimands of so many people, she was about to flare up when a magnetic male voice interrupted.

"What's going on?"

They looked toward the voice and saw that the man was in his early thirties. He was tall and straight, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He had a straight nose and thin lips, and he wore a black suit.

When Faang Weiwei saw who it was, the fierceness on her face instantly disappeared and was replaced by a gentle expression.

"Muyuan, you're here. There's nothing wrong here. It's just a small misunderstanding."

Faang Weiwei said gently, as if she was a completely different person.

Qiao Muyuan glanced at Faang Weiwei indifferently, then shifted his gaze to the little boy in front of him. When he saw that his face was a miniature version of his own, he was shocked.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had always been clean and did not play with women, he would have thought that this boy was one of his illegitimate children.

While Qiao Muyuan was sizing up the boy, the boy was also sizing up the uncle in front of him.

"Uncle, are you the husband of this bad auntie?"

The boy asked curiously, then frowned and spoke again with a face full of pity.

"You have bad taste. This bad auntie is so fierce. She is far worse than my mother."

Faang Weiwei, who was scolded by the little brat again, instantly became even angrier. She could not hold back her temper and changed her expression instantly.

"Little bastard, what did you say..."

Before Faang Weiwei could finish her sentence, Qiao Muyuan glanced at her and instantly shut his mouth.

"Aren't you embarrassed enough?"

After Qiao Muyuan finished reprimanding her coldly, he turned to the boy and spoke again.

"Little guy, what's your name?"

Perhaps it was because this boy looked too similar to him, Qiao Muyuan felt a sense of familiarity in his heart, and even his voice became much softer.

"My name is Gu Sijia."

The boy, oh no, Gu Sijia raised his big smile and said, then asked again.

"Uncle, what's your name?"

"Qiao Muyuan."

Qiao Muyuan replied and then squatted down in front of him.

"Did you encounter some trouble?"

"Yes." Little Sijia nodded and said in a childish voice.

"I lost my mother. Uncle, can you help me find my mother?"

"Sure." Qiao Muyuan agreed happily. The more he looked at this little boy, the more he liked him. He was not a person who particularly liked children and felt that they were troublesome. Back then, when Gu Xiangsi kept arguing about having a child for him, he reluctantly accepted it.

Damn it, he thought of this damn woman again.

Qiao Muyuan frowned, feeling a little irritated in his heart.

She should have left this world with her bastard who betrayed him a long time ago.

Sensing that he was lost in thought, Qiao Muyuan quickly came back to his senses. He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and looked at the boy doll in front of him as he spoke again.

"What's your mother's phone number?"

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Little Sijia quickly recited a phone number. Qiao Muyuan took out his phone and dialed. The phone was quickly answered.

"Hello."

A sweet female voice came from the other end of the phone. He did not know what happened, but the voice sounded a little anxious, but Qiao Muyuan was a little absent-minded when he heard it.

This voice was so familiar, just like Gu Xiangsi's voice.

"Hello?"

Seeing that there was no response, Qiao Muyuan immediately came back to his senses.

How was this possible? That woman was thrown to the uninhabited island by him five years ago. How could she still be alive?

After sorting out his emotions, Qiao Muyuan finally opened his mouth. His voice was uneven and indifferent.

"Hey, Gu Sijia is at the exit of the airport's second hall toilet. He's looking for you."

Qiao Muyuan said simply and hung up the phone.

"Thank you, Uncle."

The smile on Gu Sijia's face became wider. He had a good impression of this cool uncle in his heart.

"It doesn't matter."

As Qiao Muyuan spoke, Faang Weiwei, who was beside him, suddenly came over and spoke in her usual gentle voice.

"Muyuan, our plane is about to take off..."

She whispered, afraid that she would anger Qiao Muyuan.

"Uncle, are you leaving?" Gu Sijia raised his head and looked at him with regret in his big eyes.

"I still want to wait for my mother to come over and ask her to thank you, uncle."

Qiao Muyuan stood up and frowned. He turned around and said to the secretary behind him.

"Change the plane. If there's no other way, drive the private jet over."

"But..." Seeing that Qiao Muyuan had made such a judgment, Faang Weiwei wanted to say something else. To be honest, from the bottom of her heart, she did not like this child. Not only because of Qiao Muyuan's attitude towards him, but also because of his face that was very similar to Qiao Muyuan's.

It was obvious at first glance that they were father and son.

However, in this world, only she could give birth to Qiao Muyuan's child and only she could marry him.

"Do as I say."

Qiao Muyuan said in a serious tone.

For some reason, he really wanted to see the woman whose voice was very similar to Gu Xiangsi's.