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Mu Nian looked around, but still couldn't find Chen Chen.

She was in a hurry.

"Chen Chen!?"

She called Chen Chen's name loudly.

Cleaning passed by.

Mu Nian hurriedly grabbed her hand, "Hi, may I ask if you have seen the boy who is playing Lego here? Five years old..."

"No……"

Mu Nian was completely anxious.

She searched the entire shopping mall, and then ran to the fresh food area on the third floor to search around. The play area was searched all over, and Chen Chen seemed to have evaporated from the world!
She asked people everywhere, but they all said she hadn't seen the child.

Mu Nian was so anxious that she couldn't cry.

Could it be that Chen Chen had an accident?

There are a lot of traffickers nowadays, could it be...

She didn't dare to think about it.

If something happened to Chenchen, she would never forgive herself!
Five years ago, she took him away, named him Mu Linchen, and told herself in her heart that she would be the best mother in the world and give Chenchen the best love!
When she took Chen Chen away, he was still so young.

In order to give him the best life, in the past few years, she has gone through hardships and worked hard.

Because of the hemorrhage during childbirth, the blood in her whole body has been rotated several times, so her body has always been weak, so she applied to be a nanny.

But it was a blessing in disguise, and the poisonous spots on her face gradually faded away, and her delicate and beautiful face was restored.

Otherwise, with such a large venomous spot on her face, she would definitely not be able to find a job as a nanny.

Since childhood, Chen Chen has never had a father.

Therefore, she pampered him to the bottom of her heart and gave him all her love, hoping that he would know that without a father, the love he received would never be less.

Chen Chen has always been sensible and well-behaved, he is very smart, so he never mentions "daddy" in front of Mu Nian, never asks, why do other children have fathers, and where did his father go?

He wrote in his diary that he didn't have a daddy, and he didn't want a daddy.He just wants to grow up obediently, earn a lot of money, and give Mommy the richest life.

Mother and son depend on each other for life, orphans and widows, so they will inevitably be bullied.

But whenever people say that Chenchen has a mother and no father recognizes him, Chenchen will always snap back fiercely: My mommy is the best mommy in the world!

But such a Chenchen...

Now, it suddenly disappeared!
"Chen Chen!!!"

Mu Nian ran to the parking lot in a hurry.

Chen Chen is so smart, if he is in danger, he will definitely run into the car.

Her car has never been in the habit of being locked.

Mu Nian slammed open the car door——

There was a low, heavy breathing sound from inside the car.

"Chen Chen!!"

Mu Nian shouted eagerly.

On the co-pilot, a hairy child curled up, panting.

She was about to hug him when she saw the clothes he was wearing, and she was dumbfounded.

This is not Chenchen's clothes...

However, mother and child are connected.

She could feel that this was her child, her heart and soul.

The little milk bag is extremely weak, he seems to be injured, his clothes are torn, and one of his shoes is missing, his black hair is a bit messy, covering his delicate eyebrows and eyes, and all kinds of scratches on his legs are horrible.

Mu Nian walked over and gently held his face.

The boy clearly has the same face as Chen Chen.

However, his face was pale and bloodless, his dry and cracked lips seemed to have not drank water for several days, and his beautiful pupils were like dull gemstones, dull and dull.

His breathing was so fast, his eyes were red, and his eyes were distracted...

"Chenchen?" Mu Nian patted his face nervously, "What's wrong with you?"

Why did you suddenly change your clothes...

And suffered so many injuries...

Little milk bag heard someone calling an unfamiliar name.

Chen Chen?

He opened his eyes, and in his blurred vision, the woman held him in her arms, eagerly whispering a name he had never heard before.

However, the name seemed to ripple through his heart.

Her arms are so warm...

This kind of warmth made Little Milkbag suddenly lose his vigilance, he let go of his hand instinctively, and the toy gun he was holding tightly in his hand fell under the passenger seat.

The little milk bag gently hugged her, her small hands tightly grasped her clothes, rubbed her face in her arms, and murmured indistinctly: "Mommy..."

This is the embrace of his mum that he imagined for countless days and nights...