Four years later.
At the airport, amidst the surging crowd, a fashionable woman emerged, carrying a little boy in her arms. The woman was dressed in clothes of an unrecognizable brand, yet exuded an air of nobility. The little boy in her arms was wriggling restlessly.
"What's wrong, Xiaochun?" Xia Weilan stopped in her tracks and looked down at the little one in her arms, her gaze soft.
Xiaochun turned his head and looked at the display screen on the pillar. A look of surprise spread across his face as he pointed his little finger. "Look, Daddy's on TV."
Following the child's tender finger, Xia Weilan turned her head and saw the calm and noble face of Mo Beichen on the screen beside them.
Xia Weilan suddenly took off her sunglasses. The two of them stared at the TV screen, slightly dazed. Since Mo Beichen returned to the country a week ago, Xia Weilan had been thinking about this face. Finally, she couldn't wait to return.
"Mummy, Daddy is so amazing. They say Daddy is already the most powerful entrepreneur in the country." Xiaochun was like a little fan, his eyes full of admiration. "I want to be this amazing too when I grow up."
Not far from them, a well - dressed man was looking at the mother and son with a complex expression. He even forgot that he was about to board the plane.
"Mr. Li, why did you suddenly stop?" The secretary looked over in surprise along Li Yumin's line of sight. Then she covered her mouth and whispered, "Mr. Li, isn't this Miss Xia? Didn't she have a miscarriage back then? Why is she carrying a child?"
There was a hint of annoyance in Li Yumin's eyes. Back then, he thought that Xia Weilan and Mo Beichen had a bad relationship, so he gave up the idea of using Xia Weilan. Now seeing this situation, a flash of anger suddenly crossed Li Yumin's eyes.
"I never thought that with my good reputation, I would be tricked by a little girl." Li Yumin said unhappily.
Compared to Li Yumin's gritted - teeth anger, the secretary calmly glanced at the time. "Mr. Li, our company and Mo Ying Group have kept out of each other's way for so many years. Let it go."
Before Li Yumin could say anything, he suddenly turned around because Xia Weilan was walking towards the exit with Xiaochun.
When Xia Weilan and Xiaochun passed by Li Yumin, he watched their departing backs with a deep look in his eyes.
"Mr. Li, it's time for us to board the plane." The secretary urged from behind.
"I'm not going. I've changed my plan." Li Yumin suddenly walked out as well. This time, he must seize Mo Beichen's weakness and avenge his brothers who were taken to the police station seven years ago.
Seven years ago, Mo Beichen and Mo Nansheng had raided his drug - making den together.
Li Yumin could never swallow this humiliation.
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"Hello. May I ask who you're looking for? Please fill out the registration form." At the entrance of the Splendid Royal Court, the security guard stopped the car in a matter - of - fact manner and said expressionlessly to the mother and son in front of him.
"What's going on, Mummy?" Xiaochun tugged at Xia Weilan's sleeve in surprise. Wasn't this Mummy's home? Why did they need to sign in to get in?
Xia Weilan felt a bit embarrassed under the gaze of this new security guard. After all, she hadn't been back in the country for four years. She didn't expect that the security guards at the entrance of her home had changed. Even they didn't recognize her. This was really embarrassing.
Xia Weilan's ears turned red. She coughed and said, "Um, I'm Xia Weilan, Mo Beichen's wife. I..." I'm your master.
The security guard was stunned for a moment. He sized Xia Weilan up suspiciously, then picked up the phone and made a call. "Butler, there's a woman here who says she's Xia Weilan and she's bringing a child. I don't recognize her. Could you come out and take a look?"
Not long after, under the security guard's surprised gaze, Xia Weilan was led in by the butler.
"The young mistress is back!" Immediately, the people in the villa started bustling about, spreading the news to each other. When Xia Weilan just walked into the hall, she saw two rows of servants standing neatly, bowing in unison. "Young mistress! Little young master!"
Xiaochun's round eyes immediately lit up. He had never seen such a grand occasion in foreign countries. He felt a bit flattered, as if he was the little prince on TV and people were paying their respects to him.
Xia Weilan nodded to them with Xiaochun in tow and walked all the way to the sofa. After the butler made tea for Xia Weilan, he said respectfully, "Young mistress, should I inform the master to come back?"
"I'll tell him." Xia Weilan said indifferently. She watched as Xiaochun blinked his little eyes and ran around the hall, full of curiosity.
"Xiaochun, let me take you to the toy room first." After Xia Weilan made a call to Mo Beichen and just put down the phone, she stood up and led Xiaochun upstairs.
The room on the left on the upper floor was Xiaochun's room. It was fully equipped with all kinds of toys.
"Wow, there's a little dinosaur!" Xiaochun's eyes lit up as soon as he saw these cool toys. Without saying a word, he rushed over and started unpacking the toys.
Just then, Mo Beichen, who had rushed over, saw the two figures, one big and one small, in the toy room. Without saying a word, he stepped forward and opened his arms.
When Xiaochun saw Mo Beichen, he immediately put down the toys and ran over. "Daddy."
However, the next second, as if he didn't see Xiaochun at all, Mo Beichen stepped over Xiaochun and hugged Xia Weilan tightly. His big hand wrapped around her waist. Feeling her slender waist, he frowned. "You've lost weight!"
"Daddy!" Xiaochun looked up dissatisfiedly, glaring at Mo Beichen. His lips puckered, and he looked at him aggrievedly. "You don't want Xiaochun anymore."
Mo Beichen finally let go of Xia Weilan. He casually ruffled Xiaochun's hair and said, "I want you. Be good and go play with your toys."
Xiaochun widened his eyes, looking a bit wronged. He simply walked around Mo Beichen and hugged Xia Weilan, saying pitifully, "Mummy, hug me!"
Looking at the two of them, one big and one small, Xia Weilan suddenly had the feeling that they were both vying for her attention. So she gave Mo Beichen a warning look helplessly, then squatted down and ruffled Xiaochun's forehead. "Xiaochun, Mummy is tired. How about you play basketball with Daddy?"
In the past four years, every time Mo Beichen went abroad to find Xia Weilan, Xia Weilan always focused all her attention on Xiaochun. Gradually, Mo Beichen didn't feel good when he saw Xiaochun because Xiaochun always occupied Xia Weilan.
"No!"
"Xiaochun will play by himself."
They said at the same time. Then they turned their heads away, not looking at each other. Xiaochun's mouth was pursed proudly, and Mo Beichen looked a bit annoyed. He had been looking forward to having a romantic time with Xia Weilan now that she was finally back.
"Okay, let's play together then." After Xia Weilan said that, she walked over first. There was a small basketball court in the corner outside. It only reached the chest of an adult, but it was quite challenging for Xiaochun.
Xia Weilan picked up a ball, turned around and handed it to Xiaochun.
Without thinking, Xiaochun forgot that he was still in a bad mood. As soon as he received the ball, he immediately threw it into the basket with great enthusiasm.
"Bang!" The basketball spun in the air but didn't even touch the basketball hoop before it fell down.
Xiaochun turned around and saw that Mo Beichen was actually slightly curling his lips. He didn't know if it was mockery or disdain. Xiaochun's self - confidence was hit. He immediately picked up the ball and threw it several times, but he never succeeded.
"Mummy, I don't want to play anymore." Xiaochun walked to Xia Weilan's side and hugged her thigh. He used the other side of his body to push Mo Beichen away, rubbing against Mo Beichen's knee.
"Are you giving up already? You have no masculinity at all." Mo Beichen looked down at the restless little guy.
Xiaochun immediately felt wronged. He had finally gotten close to this daddy and even touched his feet, but unexpectedly, he was looked down upon.