Five years later, Shendu City Airport.
As soon as Nan Wanwan got off the plane and turned on her phone, she received a call. The caller was the popular actress Kan Yu, who was also her best friend.
“Dear goddess, I don’t even have clothes to wear for red carpets lately. Do you need me, your supermodel, to do some hard labor?”
Nan Wanwan chuckled softly. “Of course. But not tomorrow. I have to report to a new company.”
“The famous Doris? Which company in the country can even hire you?”
Nan Wanwan curved her lips. “Quan Group’s subsidiary, Quanxi. No choice—I have to raise two children.”
Back then, when she escaped, she had run out of strength and could only take two babies with her. The third child she had been forced to leave behind remained the greatest pain of her life. This time returning to the country, finding that missing child was her most important goal.
“I can raise them for you! But Quan Group’s Quanxi? That’s still decent!” Kan Yu continued excitedly. “Oh right, how are my goddaughter and godson? Did they wear the clothes I sent? Are they pretty? Handsome?”
Nan Wanwan glanced sideways at the two near her—an outrageously good-looking pair of twins. They had been chattering nonstop the entire journey.
“Nan Shi Yi! Who told you to cut off all my doll’s hair?”
The little girl in a floral dress with twin ponytails shouted angrily.
The cool little boy, who had been running ahead, turned back casually and lifted his chin with a provoking look.
“Nan Qiqi, your previous doll wasn’t smart enough. This bald one is different—it looks unique. Doesn’t it look like a genius?”
“Then I’ll shave all your hair off today!”
“Why are you so petty? I’m going to the restroom now—are you going to follow me too?”
Nan Qiqi refused to believe him and clenched her little fists, determined to chase after him.
Nan Wanwan’s lips curved unconsciously. Raising two children alone was indeed exhausting, but also sweet. When she thought about the third child she had been forced to leave behind, a faint ache pierced her heart.
Hearing Nan Qiqi’s sudden cry, Nan Wanwan quickly said goodbye to Kan Yu and hung up the call in a hurry.
She saw a group of black-clothed men blocking the main path ahead. The man at the center was tall and noble-looking, his appearance unrealistically handsome, yet his aura was overwhelmingly dark and oppressive.
Nan Qiqi had fallen to the ground, but no one helped her up.
Nan Wanwan frowned and rushed forward, picking her up. She said a little unhappily, “Qiqi, why are you so careless when walking?”
“Mommy, you came at the worst time. If I had stayed down a little longer, I might’ve gotten a hug from that handsome uncle—and his phone number too.”
Nan Wanwan knew her daughter was a total looks-obsessed child. She sighed helplessly and followed Nan Qiqi’s gaze.
Only then did she realize the man’s deep eyes were filled with a terrifying hostility, as if he wanted to crush everything in the world. The violent aura around him made one’s entire body tremble.
Quan Yuchen stared at Nan Wanwan without blinking. His brows were tightly furrowed. Strangely, instead of feeling disgusted under her gaze, his irritability was actually suppressed in a bizarre way.
The hostility in his eyes melted like ice into water. The woman’s refined, delicate features felt vaguely familiar—those moonlike eyes seemed as if he had seen them somewhere before.
Just as his feet unconsciously moved toward her, his assistant stepped in and blocked his path.
The darkness in Quan Yuchen’s black eyes gradually turned into raging fury. His entire body carried a deathly pressure, and his gaze was like a sharp dagger.
He looked at the crowd of passengers coming and going, but the woman was nowhere to be seen. His face darkened.
“Where is she?” he said coldly. “You can’t even watch a child properly? Are you all just eating for free after I pay you?”
The bodyguards all lowered their heads and replied in a low voice.
“Sorry, Young Master Quan! The Young Master he…”
“Find him!” Quan Yuchen’s voice turned icy. “If you can’t find him, none of you are going home tonight!”
“Yes, Young Master Quan.”