Han Ming stood there stunned, as if all the blood in his body was frozen in an instant, and his whole body was as dull as a puppet, only faintly trembling eyes, clearly showing the unspeakable heart and entangled mood at the moment.

Mu Shiyue said, "I will try to make the child accept you, but please don't expect too much, let alone scare the child, let him adapt slowly, okay?"

Han Mingxin nodded again and again, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, and I can do whatever you say."

After seeing off Han Mingxin, Mu Shiyue sat down and sighed Weiran. It seems that this old man loves children, and it is really an eternal theorem.

She remembered that when she was a child, her grandfather loved her even more when he was alive.

Living in the United States at that time, her grandfather regarded her as a treasure, and even spoiled her lawlessly. She grew up carefree under the care of her grandfather, like a little princess.

Perhaps it is right for the child to accept grandparents as soon as possible. After all, blood relationship is a fact that she can never change.

Suddenly, a cup of hot milk appeared in front of her eyes.

Then came a familiar voice, "Thank you."

Mu Shiyue raised her eyes and saw Han Feiyu.

He sat beside her, put the milk in her hands, and said, "Thank you so much for agreeing to my parents' request."

After all, Shen Jiaren did so many things that hurt Mu Shiyue back then, and she could let Charlie accept her grandparents slowly regardless of the past. Really, not all women can have such a big tolerance.

Mu Shiyue smiled indifferently, "I just did what I should do. Even if I don't want to, can I change the fact that they are Charlie's grandparents?"

It was as if she didn't want to admit it, but she couldn't change it. Han Feixuan was Charlie's biological father.

This is something she will have to face sooner or later.

Why bother procrastinating?
The sooner you face it, the sooner you resolve it, the sooner you can be relieved.

"The child is not my own. I can't give birth to a child by myself. I have few relatives since I was a child, and I haven't enjoyed much family warmth. I don't want Charlie to be like this. If he can really recognize his ancestors, he will have so many children." It's a good thing to be cared by loved ones, isn't it?" she said.

Han Feiyu put his arms around her shoulders and sighed, "Yes, it's really great that you think so!"

Mu Shiyue left from his arms, quickly drank a large glass of milk, then rubbed her eyes, "I'm sleepy, I have to catch a plane tomorrow, you should go to bed early too!"

Han Feiyu nodded, "Yes, Your Highness the Queen!"

She smiled, turned and went upstairs to rest.

It was another long night, destined to be a sleepless night, she went back to the room alone, silently facing the night outside the window, in a daze.

The next day, the sky was clear.

The three of them packed their bags, took a plane for more than ten hours, and finally returned to the domestic F city.

The moment she got off the plane, Mu Shiyue breathed the domestic air, feeling like a wanderer who had been away for a long time and finally returned to her hometown.

In fact, she was born and raised in the United States with her mother when she was a child, and she is considered half-American, but for some reason, she still feels that it is not home there.

Uncle Zhang, the housekeeper of the Mu family, drove to pick him up in person. When Mu Shiyue saw Uncle Zhang, he was naturally touched, and excitedly held Uncle Zhang's hand and chatted for a while.

After finally finishing the conversation, when he was about to get in the car, Han Feiyu said, "I plan to go back to the villa in the western suburbs first. No one has lived there for more than four years, and I don't know what it looks like. I'll go and have a look. "

That is the place that Han Feiyu has dreamed about for many years, and it is also the place where his best dream began. It is reasonable for him to be able to remember it forever.

Mu Shiyue nodded, "Go! But if it's too dilapidated over there, call me, and I'll pick you up and live in Mu's house."

Han Feiyu smiled and said, "Hey, I'm the Second Young Master Han. When I return to City F, can I still have a place for my Second Young Master to live? You underestimate me, don't you?"

"Okay, forget me talking too much, can I?" She helped Uncle Zhang carry the salutes to the trunk one by one.

At this time, Charlie's little hand gently tugged at her fingers, Mu Shiyue lowered her head in wonder, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Charlie said, "Mom, can I go with Uncle?"

"Ah?" Mu Shiyue was a little hesitant. After all, Charlie was still very young, and she had been lost once before, so she was really worried about handing him over to someone else.

But Han Feiyu hugged little Charlie, and dawdled affectionately on his soft cheeks, "Do you want to go with uncle? Yes, but you have to make sure that you will stay by uncle's side at every step, otherwise you will never leave." Get lost, and your mother will kill me!"

Seeing Han Feiyu's weird movements, Mu Shiyue couldn't help being amused.

Charlie nodded seriously, and raised his little hand to promise, "Mom, please, I promise!"

"Okay, you've said that, what can mother say?" Mu Shiyue sighed helplessly, she really couldn't refuse a child's innocent request.

Han Feiyu hugged Charlie and took a taxi to leave.

After watching them leave, Mu Shiyue also got into the car and went back to Mu's house with Uncle Zhang.

The car slowly drove into Mu's house, and the huge villa appeared in front of her eyes. The emotion of reunion after a long absence burst out in an instant, her eyes were a little moist, Zhang Bo drove to the garage to park, and she stood at the porch and gently pushed it away. the door.

The huge living room seemed even more empty and lonely because almost no one lived there on weekdays.

In addition, this is the end of summer season, it is inevitable that there is a bit of astringent coolness.

Mu Shiyue dragged her suitcase into the door, went upstairs and went straight into her room. The inside was spotless, and it was the result of Uncle Zhang's careful tidying up.

She rested on the bed a little tired, staring blankly at the ceiling.

This is the place where she lived before she got married, and for a long time before the divorce.

At that time, he cooked for her every day.

If you think she doesn't know, don't you know that Mu Shiyue is not a fool.

If it is really a takeaway order, and the chef cooks it so badly, will anyone continue to order food?

Thinking of Han Feixuan, her heart seemed to be pressed by a big stone, which was so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe.

There is a faint floral fragrance filling the home.

At first, she thought it was the fragrance of lilies in a vase, but the fragrance was pure and lingered for a long time.

This aroused Mu Shiyue's curiosity. She got up and searched slowly, and finally locked her eyes on the huge bay window.

Walking over and pushing it away, I saw roses all over the place outside the window.

At some point, the downstairs of her room was transformed into a garden with beautiful roses blooming.

I vaguely remember that someone said that the rose flower in her fate is the best endorsement. She has a tenacious spirit and a vigorous vitality for love. She is a woman with great potential.

The person who said this seems to be...

Han Feixuan!
It's not that she really thought of him, but Mu Shiyue saw a man standing on the path in the garden downstairs as far as she could see.

The bright sunlight shines on his elegant body through the big gaps in the leaves. He raises his hand to smoke a cigarette unhurriedly, his slender jade fingers elegantly hold a burning cigarette, dignified The back view makes it easy for people to overlap with the images in memory.

is it him?It really seems like...

But the feeling of familiarity from many years ago is gone, it seems that there is a lot of strangeness and a little alienation.

So much so that Mu Shiyue rubbed his eyes, and when he looked around, the man disappeared.

For a time, she thought that her eyes were delusional, or just misread, Mu Shiyue closed the window in a trance, and returned to the room, but her heart became more and more messy.

For some reason, I got up and went out, and the moment I opened the door, I saw a man standing at the door of the next room——

It was the man who had just appeared in the garden, his figure and clothes were exactly the same.

She stared carefully in amazement, and saw the man turning his eyes slowly, and when his eyes saw her, there was also a trace of surprise and amazement.

For a moment, it was too quiet!

Mu Shiyue was so surprised that she almost forgot to breathe, and also forgot what posture and expression she should use to face him.

He just looked at Han Feixuan who appeared out of thin air in front of him with a complicated look, as if everything around him was frozen by time and space.

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