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Xiao Hua was looking at Mu Mian with a questioning gaze.

It's not that she doesn't trust Teacher Mu.

Instead, she was wondering why her mother hadn't come to pick her up from school. How could her mother have forgotten something so important?

But her only doubt was that her mother hadn't come to pick her up; she didn't doubt her mother's love for her.

That's how kids are.

No matter how outrageous the actions of their closest relatives, even if they hit or scold them, they will never hold a grudge.

They will only remember that you are their father, their mother, and their closest relative.

Seeing Xiao Hua's reaction, how could Mu Mian's heart not ache?

"Thank you, Teacher Mu."

Little Flower opened her arms.

Mu Mian picked up Xiao Hua.

Teacher Jasmine was still standing there, saying, "Teacher Mu, thank you for your trouble. Please call me after you take Xiaohua home."

"it is good."

Mu Mian carried Xiao Hua into her car.

Xiaohua sat alone in the back row.

Mu Mian was driving.

She didn't ask where Xiaohua lived; she just drove there. Because Mu Mian used to live there too, she knew better than anyone else.

Xiaohua is only four years old.

What she cares about most right now is why her mother didn't come to pick her up, why she forgot about her.

How could she have remembered that she had never mentioned to Teacher Mu where she lived, and how Teacher Mu had found her way there on her own?

**

the other side.

Bai Xiaoqiao and her best friend Song Shi were still in the coffee shop.

sunset.

The two sat together, looking like two resentful women, both with expressions of unrequited love.

Song Shi stood up first. "I'm going back now. See you another day! Xiao Qiao, you have to work hard too, don't give up."

Focus more on President Gu.

I refuse to believe his heart is made of stone. He liked you so much back then, he can still like you now, especially since there's another girl between you two. You have it much easier than me, good luck!

"You too."

Bai Xiaoqiao should go back too.

She took out her phone and glanced at the time, only then remembering that Xiaohua was still at school and she hadn't picked her up yet; she had completely forgotten about her.

There were still several calls on my phone from Teacher Jasmine, which were from more than an hour ago.

Bai Xiaoqiao's phone was on silent, which is why she didn't hear it.

She replied to Teacher Jasmine, seemingly unhurried, since it wasn't her own daughter and she was raising someone else's.

Bai Xiaoqiao didn't care about Xiaohua's feelings at all, nor did she care whether Xiaohua was eagerly waiting for her at school. "Hey, Teacher Jasmine."

"I'm sorry to have troubled you. Something came up and I was held up today. Is Xiaohua still at school?"

Listen.

Is this something a mother would say?

Just because something is delayed, does that mean you can abandon your child? Is your child less important than those trivial matters?

Teacher Jasmine is also a mother; she has children. No matter how busy she is with work, she is never careless when it comes to her children.

So when she heard Xiaohua's mother say that, she really wanted to say something back, but reason told her that she was a teacher.

She is still a kindergarten teacher.

It's a private kindergarten.

It is still the most expensive private kindergarten in Chengdu.

She can't take her anger out on her parents.

Ms. Jasmine suppressed her anger on the phone and said, "It's okay, it's normal for you to be busy, we teachers can understand."

“Then I’ll go pick up Xiaohua now,” Bai Xiaoqiao said.

Ms. Jasmine said, "The teachers at our school have already taken Xiaohua home, and she should be home by now."

Xiaohua's mom, you should just go home.

But it's best to prevent this from happening again.

After school today, all the children were picked up by their parents and grandparents, but Xiaohua was the only one left.

She was really disappointed.

She's been waiting for you.

Although children don't hold grudges against adults and will unconditionally forgive their parents, we as parents should still avoid hurting their feelings.

Teacher Jasmine couldn't help but say a few words.

But she spoke very kindly.

I really hope that Xiaohua's mother can take her child's education seriously.

"Thank you, Teacher Jasmine."

Bai Xiaoqiao hung up the phone immediately.

She doesn't need a kindergarten teacher to teach her anything. What kind of person is she, daring to lecture her like that?

the other side.

Teacher Jasmine was holding up her phone, "..."

She was speechless.

What kind of parents are these? They have no manners at all.

I tried to talk to her about children's education, but she just wouldn't listen. Xiaohua is so cute, it's really unlucky for her to have a mother like that.

**

Royal Capital Mansion!

Gu Xiangque was at home.

He came home as soon as he got off work.

After listening to Madam Gu's words yesterday, he plans to come back today and talk to Bai Xiaoqiao about Xiaohua's education.

Who knows.

Bai Xiaoqiao is not at home.

The maid said she went out at noon and hasn't come back yet.

The maid asked Gu Xiangque if he wanted to call his wife to ask where she was, but Gu Xiangque raised his hand and said it was unnecessary.

This is the time to pick up Xiaohua from kindergarten.

They'll be back soon.

He can wait a little longer.

The servants then withdrew.

Gu Xiangque sat alone on the sofa in the living room, holding his tri-fold phone, but he had no interest in playing with it.

He looked up, taking in everything in his house.

He and Mu Mian lived here for a long time, and he was very happy during that time—a happiness that came from within.

After Bai Xiaoqiao moved in, he rarely went home.

I haven't looked at this place closely since.

He found that things were indeed different from five years ago.

When Mu Mian was at home, she loved decorating her house, starting with small details, such as the green plants in the house.

She manages everything herself.

They are replaced regularly.

She especially loves growing money trees.

Gu Xiangque once said that she was superstitious, and that getting rich was not something that could be achieved by growing a money tree at home. If it were that easy, everyone would grow one, and no one would have to work; they could just wait for money to fall from the sky.

He believes more in relying on his own abilities.

But Mu Mian said that growing a money tree doesn't actually make you rich, but it gives you a positive psychological boost.

It is an expectation of a better future.

Gu Xiangque never mentioned it again.

So he let Mu Mian do whatever she wanted.

And now.

All the green plants that Mu Mian had grown were removed.

Bai Xiaoqiao doesn't like raising these kinds of animals.

She and Mu Mian have different personalities.

Bai Xiaoqiao displayed some expensive ornaments in her home that she considered tasteful and valuable. The ornaments were all very expensive, symbols of wealth, but somewhat tacky.

Gu Xiangque realized that he still preferred the time when Mu Mian lived here; that was when home was the real home.

My home now feels like an exhibition hall, cold and impersonal.

**

The entrance of the villa.

Mu Mian's car was parked there.

She carried Xiaohua out of the car.

Mu Mian hadn't been here for five years.

She used to live here too.

This is a high-end villa area. It takes quite a while to walk from the main gate of the villa to Xiaohua's villa.

The security guard at the entrance is the same one he was five years ago; nothing has changed.

You need to scan your face to open the door.

Mu Mian had information here before, but she and Gu Xiangque divorced and separated for five years. She didn't know if her information was still in the system.

She carried the little flower over.

Standing at the door, she was about to call the security guard to open it for her when her face was scanned and the door opened automatically.

Mu Mian, “…”

She stared at the electronic screen for a moment, and it was indeed her information that was being swiped on; it would be displayed there.

But Xiaohua didn't look.

She also has information.

Her face can also be scanned.

She thought she had marked it herself. "Teacher Mu, turn right, and my house is just past there," Xiao Hua said, giving Mu Mian directions.

"it is good."

Mu Mian knew the way.

It had only been five years since I last walked this road, yet I felt a strange sense of familiarity.