The control room of the supermarket.

After An Qing looked at the monitoring data, she quickly found out the person who took Guan Er.

Fu Mochuan didn't hide her whereabouts, so she recognized it at a glance.

"I'm sorry, it may be a misunderstanding, we know this person."

After explaining to the supermarket staff, she and An Xin walked out of the supermarket.

"Yaya, was the child really taken away by him?"

An Xin looked worried, the child was lost in her hands, and before she got it back, where would she be relieved.

"Auntie, don't worry, I will definitely bring Wan'er back safely." An Qing held her hand and reassured.

An Xin looked at her, hesitated for a moment and said: "There is something I forgot to tell you, when we boarded the plane, Guan Er called you, and it was a man who answered at the time, he said it was your agent, and also asked for our flight number, now think about it, maybe it's him." ”

Otherwise, they had just returned to China, how could Fu Mochuan know about the existence of Wan'er.

An Qing's eyes moved, but she didn't say anything.

Sending An Xin to the door of the house, watching her go in, she took out her mobile phone, found Fu Mochuan's phone and dialed it.

"Where's my daughter?" As soon as she answered the phone, she went straight to the point, and admitted her relationship with Wan'er without hesitation: "Fu Mochuan, do you still have any humanity, even a two-year-old child!" ”

On the opposite side of the radio waves, Fu Mochuan's slender figure stood in front of the window, looking at a holly tree in the courtyard, and the continuous rain silk weaved a faint haze on his handsome face.

"Who is the child's father?"

"It's not you anyway!" An Qing gritted her teeth: "Where is she?" Give her back to me! ”

"You can find it yourself, you know the location." Fu Mochuan said a word and pinched the line.

Seeing the end of the call on the phone, An Qing was stunned for a while, she knew?

Could it be that she had been to a place before?

With the steering wheel in hand, she hesitated for a moment, then drove the car out.

Twenty minutes later, she appeared in front of a small walled bungalow.

The sign at the door reads Mai Qing Ju.

The pulse is affectionate, and the names of her and Fu Mochuan each take one word.

Surrounded by a cluster of Japanese-style cottages, each with its own faction, it is quiet and peaceful in the drizzle.

A few years ago, this was her and Fu Mochuan's "love nest", and here, the two left many good memories.

An Qing thought that he had already sold this house.

After all, Fan Luowei will definitely feel diaphragm when she finds out.

In the living room, Fu Mochuan leaned lazily on the sofa, folded her long legs, a cigarette between her fingertips, and took a few puffs from time to time, she walked over with an expressionless face.

"What about the kids? Hand her over to me and leave. ”

Fu Mochuan elegantly exhaled a smoke ring and raised his eyes towards her, his eyes were unpredictable.

"Child, I won't give it to you for a while."

An Qing didn't laugh angrily.

"Mr. Fu, the president of a listed company, with a net worth of tens of billions, is so bored that he kidnaps a little girl, do you really think I won't call the police?"

Seeing her take out her mobile phone, Fu Mochuan spit out another smoke ring, and his tone was very lazy.

"You report, the star An Qing, who suddenly disappeared three years ago, turned out to have secretly given birth, and the media must be very interested in this news."

An Qing pinched the fingertips of the mobile phone and glared at him angrily.

"Fu Mochuan, you are enough, she is my daughter, why are you detaining her!"

Fu Mochuan sneered coldly, looking very disdainful.

"Your daughter? Are you born alone? ”

The implication was that he suspected that Wan'er was his child, perhaps for sure, otherwise he wouldn't have brought her over rashly.

An Qing sneered: "I can't see that Mr. Fu still has a habit of being a father, but Wan'er's father is indeed not you." ”

Fu Mochuan looked at the determination on her delicate little face, and he was very unhappy in his heart, and his face turned a little colder.

"You say no, no? Do you think I'm going to believe it with your words? I don't want a day when a woman with a child of unknown origin insists that she is my species. ”

Unknown origin.

It turned out that he was afraid that Wan'er's existence would affect his reputation and destroy his happy life in the future.

An Qing's heart seemed to be pinched by a pair of invisible hands, and she tensed for a while.

"Then how can Mr. Fu return the child to me?"

"I will ask someone to do a paternity test for her, and the results will come out and confirm that she really has nothing to do with me, even if you don't say it, I won't keep her." Fu Mochuan raised his eyes and looked at the pale woman, and his voice was cold: "Otherwise, the Fu family will not tolerate having an illegitimate daughter left behind." ”

Illegitimate daughter.

One insulting word after another made An Qing's face even paler.

So, how does Mr. Fu plan to treat her? If he is really a stain on you, will you ruthlessly destroy and maintain your image of righteousness, majesty and brilliance? She sneered coldly: "Don't bother with it, the child is mine, you let me take her away, I promise, I won't let her appear in front of you again, you don't bother." She will definitely not affect the happy life of you and Miss Fan. ”

Fu Mochuan didn't like her snarky tone very much, he extinguished the cigarette butt and raised his face coldly.

"The child is upstairs, you can go and see her, but I won't let you take her until the results are in."

In the bedroom on the second floor, Wan Er slept soundly, a small lump buried in the big quilt, and the little hand was still tightly grasping the big bear doll he had just bought, with a small face and a pink face, as cute as a little angel.

An Qing sat lightly on the edge of the bed, gently pulled away her clenched little fist, and stuffed it into the quilt.

Wan'er slept deeply, and she didn't wake up after all this.

After looking at her quietly for a moment, her eyes turned to the room.

The familiar layout made her feel extremely complicated.

Three years had passed, and everything in the room seemed to be the same as she remembered, and it was easy for her to recall everything that had happened.

At that time, they were in love, and the memories that belonged to this room were sweet.

If anything, it's that everything that belongs to her is gone, an empty place, like her lost heart.

She sent a message to An Xin, briefly telling her about the situation here, so that she would not worry about it anymore.

When she went downstairs again, Fu Mochuan had already left, there were a few more people in the living room, two bodyguards and a nanny, she could come and go freely, but she couldn't take Wan'er away.

How can she feel at ease to leave Wan'er here alone, snorted, and turned to go upstairs again.

In the afternoon, people sent things one after another, all of which were children's things, clothes, toys, daily necessities, dazzling, almost half of the living room.

When Wan'er woke up and saw it, he was very excited, and he was playing with a lot of toys on the left and right.

An Qing shook her head helplessly when she saw her unhappy little appearance.

The child's world is innocent and beautiful, and she really doesn't want to bring any harm to Wan'er.

However, her entanglement with Fu Mochuan is destined to involve this innocent child.

At dinner time, Fu Mochuan came over again, Guan Er was playing in the living room, An Qing played the role of father, and the bodyguard A sat on the sofa very weakly, being treated as a baby, with his mouth open, and was coaxed by her to eat some strange things.

"Uncle."

Seeing Fu Mochuan, Guan Er's attention shifted suddenly, and he smiled sweetly at him, his voice was thin and soft, and it was indescribably warm.

The corners of Fu Mochuan's lips were slightly raised, although he couldn't see any expression, the lines of his face were obviously soft.

"Uncle, I want to play." Wan Er ran over and sat down on the sofa with his big palm.

The bodyguard had already escaped as if she had been pardoned in the gap between her turns.

"Uncle is a baby, a good baby is obedient." Wan'er began to brainwash in a serious manner again.

Fu Mochuan glanced at An Qing, and asked with a pun, "Have you played this game with other uncles?" ”

Wan Er blinked his big eyes and raised his little hand.

"Yes."

The bodyguard just now instinctively turned his face to minimize the sense of presence.

An Qingxing's eyes widened, is this man sick, and the child also wants to talk in his mouth.

She really didn't want to get angry in front of Guan Er, so she hugged Guan Er: "Enough fun, Mommy will take you to wash your hands and eat." ”

The nanny invited by Fu Mochuan has good skills, and the dishes on the table are full of color and fragrance, which makes people have an appetite when they look at it.

Putting Wan'er into the newly bought child seat, An Qing served some food in a small bowl and fed her a scoop.

In fact, Guan Er already knows how to eat by himself, but An Qing doesn't want to eat at the same table with Fu Mochuan.

Wan Er was quite well-behaved, and the small spoon reached out in front of his face, and he opened his mouth honestly.

Just after feeding a few mouthfuls, a pair of big palms reached over and took the small bowl in An Qing's hand.

"I'll come, you go to dinner."

An Qing pinched the spoon and didn't speak, her slightly frowning brow revealed her displeasure.

Fu Mochuan snatched the small spoon regardless of it, looked at Guan Er and asked softly, "Is it okay to let Mommy eat first?" ”

Wan Er nodded frequently.

"Mommy eats."

An Qing had to reluctantly sit at the dinner table.

Fu Mochuan's voice coaxing the child and Wan Ergege's laughter came to his ears, An Qing didn't expect that in just half a day, he would get along so well with Guan Er.

In the midst of his happiness, the mobile phone rang, it was Fu Mochuan's phone, he put down the small bowl, picked up the mobile phone and glanced at it, got up and walked away.

From afar, An Qing heard him call: "Xiaowei......"

It turned out to be Van Lowe's phone.

She changed to Guan Er's side and continued to feed, Fu Mochuan quickly finished the phone and came over and said, "I have something to go out for." ”

She didn't look at him and whispered, "You don't have to explain it to me. ”

Fu Mochuan choked, and he didn't know why he wanted to tell her.

"Uncle for nothing."

Fortunately, there was Guan Er, which resolved the embarrassment between the two.

Fu Mochuan stopped when he was about to take a step, and he couldn't explain why at all, he went over and rubbed Wan'er's hair: "Wan'er, uncle will be back soon." ”

Seeing Fu Mochuan's tall figure disappear at the door, Wan Er blinked curiously.

"Mommy, where's Grandma?"

An Qing didn't know how to explain to her, and said vaguely: "Grandma went to see a friend, and it will be a few days before I see her again." ”

Unexpectedly, the child asked another question that she couldn't tell her.

"Is my uncle a friend too?"

She was stunned, forced to smile, and stuffed a spoonful of rice into her mouth: "Sort of." ”

Wan'er's mouth was finally blocked, and he didn't continue to ask.