"Ha ha ha ha, maybe she really came back, search, send someone to find her."
He had to find Qin Qin before Mo Yunchen did; if Qin Qin had truly returned and didn’t go to Mo Yunchen first, it must be because something happened that he didn’t know about. He had to send someone to find Qin Qin before anyone else.
Even if Han Xing didn’t believe that Qin Qin was back, he had to carry out Qi Tianshang’s orders.
At the same time, Mo Yunchen was also instructing everyone to search for Qin Qin. He had a feeling that she had really come back, but why hadn’t she come to see him, to see their children.
Su Qing had just laid down on her bed when a call came through. She picked up with a smile, and before she could speak, an eager, childish voice came through from the other side.
"Sister, sister, guess who I am?"
At Su Qing’s persistent request, Fairy Sister transformed into just "sister."
She didn’t want to turn heads everywhere she went because the two little ones kept calling her "Fairy Sister."
"Is it the cute and charming Princess Mo Yuchu?"
Su Qing’s gentle and graceful voice came through, and on the other end, Mo Yuchu pouted, "Sister, how can you be so amazing, not giving Chuer a chance?"
Su Qing leaned against the headboard, looking at the dim bedside lamp, and cracked a smile, "Then... should sister guess again?"
Mo Yuchu shook her little head, glanced at the adults chatting lively in the living room, and then ran with the phone to a quiet corner.
"Sister, Chuer wishes you a Happy New Year."
Listening to Mo Yuchu’s childish voice on the phone, Su Qing smiled tenderly, "Sister wishes Chuer a Happy New Year too."
"Chuer, what are you doing?" A woman’s voice came through, and then Su Qing heard Mo Yuchu’s reply.
"Sister, Chuer won’t talk to you anymore, Aunt Mu is calling Chuer."
Mo Yuchu reluctantly hung up the phone; she hadn’t gotten a chance to talk much to Fairy Sister.
Mu Chienchien and Gan Tiantian watched Mo Yuchu walk towards them and, puzzled by Mo Yuchu’s low spirits, Gan Tiantian squatted down to pick her up, "What’s wrong with our little princess today? Not happy?"
Mo Yuchu wrapped her arms around Gan Tiantian’s neck and shook her head, "Chuer isn’t unhappy. Chuer is very happy."
Gan Tiantian stared at her cute, pretty little face and couldn’t resist kissing her cheek, "Then hurry up and go."
"Aunt Gan, why haven’t I seen Daddy?"
It wasn’t until Gan Tiantian put Mo Yuchu down that she realized she hadn’t seen her father for a while.
Gan Tiantian was about to answer when Mo Yunchen’s tall and lean figure walked in from the doorway. Mo Yuchu and Mo Yuyan, sitting quietly in their grandfather’s arms, happily ran up to embrace Mo Yunchen.
"Daddy, where have you been? Chuer and brother missed you so much."
Mo Yunchen hugged Mo Yuchu’s tiny body and smiled affectionately, "Daddy was out for a bit."
"Then Daddy must be hungry. Chuer will take you to eat something yummy."
Mo Yuchu pulled Mo Yunchen to the side, and he let his daughter lead him inside.
Gan Tiantian and Mu Chienchien exchanged a look, wondering what Master Mo had been doing.
The party continued until midnight, and Mo Yuchu and Mo Yuyan, the two little ones, had long since fallen asleep. Since returning to Lu Xue Zhen’s villa, Mo Yunchen patiently talked with Qin An. Over the past three years, he always took the time to bring his son and daughter to Chuandu City to visit Qin An. Many people in Chuandu City knew the handsome and distinguished man was Qin An’s son-in-law. Many wanted to curry favor with Qin An, but Mo Yunchen had his people block them, not allowing anyone to disturb Qin An’s life.
For three years, Qin An, though immersed in sorrow and pain, was able to steady his mood and talk to people happily thanks to Mo Yunchen, who was like a son to him, and his adorable grandchildren.
When Qin An saw his grandchildren were tired too, he told Mo Yunchen to take the little ones home quickly.
In the children’s room, Mo Yunchen personally undressed his son and daughter. His daughter Mo Yuchu opened her sleepy eyes, saw Mo Yunchen, and showed a sweet smile, "Daddy, hug."
"Rest well." Mo Yunchen spoke softly to his drowsy daughter, and Mo Yuchu obediently closed her eyes, falling asleep again.
Mo Yunchen touched his daughter’s soft cheek and watched her sleeping face intently.
His daughter’s features bore a strong resemblance to him, but her cute and sweet sleeping expression was very much like her mother, Qin Qin’s.
After a while, Mo Yunchen returned to his room.