Mu Zishan went to Canada.

The name of the Mu Family Group was changed back to Gu Family fifteen years later.

With the help of his father's friend Professor Bai during his lifetime, Gu Yunyan fulfilled his parents' will.

When he was twenty-two years old, he successfully got Gu's house back.

However, in this year, he lost the most important person he had in these fifteen years of his life...

Five years later———

Harbor City.

After many years of going around, Mu Zishan didn't expect that he would come back here in the end.

When she was walking away from Canada alone, she never thought that one day she would return to this hometown.

But fortunately, it was Harbor City.

Instead of the North City.

That city is a place she never wants to set foot on again.

There were buried memories that she was the most unbearable and reluctant to remember.

And there was also someone she lived in that city, the one she least wanted to meet.

"Zishan! This-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-

Mu Zishan was just holding his four-year-old son Mu Baibai and came out of the airport. From a distance, he saw his good friend Lu Midie in a white dress and waved to him.

Mu Zishan hurriedly walked over quickly.

"Auntie Rosemary!"

Mu Baibai rushed forward and hugged Lu Limelli's calves.

"My baby Xiaobai, hurry up, let the aunt kiss you, slap!"

Lu Limdeen picked up Xiao Baibai and pecked his pink little face.

"Are you exhausted?"

"Is it tired of being in vain? Mommy is tired."

"Xiaobaibai is really sensible."

Lu Lemmey rubbed the little guy's forehead happily.

"Baibai, come down and leave by yourself. Don't let the aunt hug you, you're tired."

Mu Zishan reminded her baby son.

"What are you tired? How many pounds are this little guy weighing? Let's get in the car and take you to eat first."

"good."

Mu Zishan carried his luggage and followed Lu Leedy to the parking lot.

As soon as Fang got into the car, the little guy Mu Baibai fell asleep in her arms.

Lu Limelli was driving in front and looked at the mother and son in the rearview mirror. "I must have been exhausted after taking the plane with you for so long!"

"No, it's not easy for a little guy."

Mu Zishan gently stroked her son's fair little face.

His face looked whiter than other children of the same age, and almost no blood.

Mu Zishan's eyes showed a little worry and heartache.

Lu Limelli looked at her through the rearview mirror, "Zishan, don't worry, you will get better in vain."

Mu Zishan smiled, "Yes, it will definitely get better."

She came back this time to treat her illness for nothing.

When Canadian doctors were at a loss about Baibai's illness, good news came from the country that a hospital in Hong Kong City had made a new breakthrough in Baibai's disease, so she rushed back to Hong Kong City with Baibai in a hurry.

"Zishan..."

"Um?"

Lu Limdeen licked his lips and thought for a few seconds before saying, "It's been hard enough for you to bring Baibai alone in these years. When you come back this time, do you plan to take him to find the father of the child?"

When Mu Zishan heard this, his water eyes flashed.

Then, he shook his head and his attitude was particularly firm, "It is impossible for him and I to meet again..."

"But……"

What else does Lu Lemmey want to say?

But, in the end, I didn't say anything.

She actually wanted to say, but you will meet sooner or later...

Yes, sooner or later!

****

Mu Zishan led Mu Baibai back to the empty villa for several years.

When my parents divorced, this villa was already under the name of my mother Li Yanran.

Since my mother left Canada, she has been here for free, and the housekeeper and servants at home have long since dispersed.

Now that I come back, everything here has changed.

On the iron door, there were rust stains and the spider webs had been layer after layer.

Mu Baibai stood outside the high iron gate, looking in with his little feet, "Mommy, is this our home?"

"Yes, this will be our home in the future."

But the little guy wrinkled his little nose and took a few steps back, "It's dirty."

Mu Zishan looked at her son's disgusting little look and felt a little funny, "Mom will clean it up later."

Yes, her son has a cleanliness.

This follows his father, but it is more serious than his father's obsession with cleanliness.

This little guy has almost reached the level of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

It’s really better than the best!

Mu Zishan opened the lock and pushed the door in.

Fortunately, the situation inside the house is better than outside. The furniture is covered with white veil. Although there is a lot of dust, there is no spider web.

Mu Baibai grabbed his little nose and wrinkled his face. He endured the discomfort in his heart, and tried to help his mother with her, and with her, he lifted the white veils one by one.

"Okay, let's do hygiene first. Do you need help?"

"want!"

The little guy raised his hands high.

Mu Zishan smiled with relief.

Fortunately, during the most helpless and sad time when she was, God gave her this cutest little baby.

However, she never expected that God was so stingy with her, and now she wanted to take back the gift she gave her.

How could she allow it?

She will never let God take her baby back!

She wants to save Baibai.

Try your best to save him!

Mu Zishan brought a bucket of water and began to wipe the dust from the furniture.

Xiaobai stood in front of the tall bucket, rolled up his sleeves, and worked hard to rub the rag for Mu Zishan over and over again.

After half a day, finally, everything inside was completely renewed.

"ah……"

The little guy got stuck in the sofa and sighed, "It's finally clean!"

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Zishan sat down beside him, "This is our home from now on."

Mu Baibai turned his head and glanced at his mother, blinking his big eyes in naively, "Mommy, will there be a dad here?"

Mu Zishan was stunned because of his son's words.

The heart felt like something was hit by it in an instant, and it hurt a little.

She asked her son, "Why did you suddenly ask this?"
To be continued...