Nan Qiqi had sharp eyes. She rushed forward and grabbed his hand.
“Nan Shi Yi, now you can’t escape, right? Hurry up and compensate me for my doll!”
The little boy’s dark eyes were filled with confusion. He truly did not recognize the exquisitely cute girl in front of him, nor had he ever taken her doll.
“Don’t think that secretly changing into the new clothes bought by godmother means you can fool me. You’re still pretending you don’t know us?”
The boy became even more puzzled. He had just gotten off the plane today and had not even changed clothes at all.
“Alright, it’s getting late. Babies, we should go home now.”
Nan Wanwan’s gentle and pleasant voice sounded beside him.
The little boy straightened up seriously, preparing to explain everything clearly. But the moment he raised his head, he met Nan Wanwan’s smiling eyes, and her beautiful, warm face instantly left him speechless.
“What is it, baby? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?”
A warm, soft hand touched his head. That unfamiliar yet comforting sensation made his ears turn red.
The little boy shook his head, signaling that he was “fine.”
He suddenly remembered the boy he had met in the restroom—the one who looked exactly like him. He immediately understood what had happened.
The beautiful woman and the little girl in front of him had mistaken him for Nan Shi Yi, while the real Nan Shi Yi had probably already been taken away by Daddy’s bodyguards.
His eyes slightly reddened. His own mother at home had never been this gentle. She only acted kindly in front of Daddy and treated him harshly in private.
Nan Wanwan felt like the Mommy from his dreams—now she had finally appeared in reality and stood right before him.
If only she were really his Mommy…
On the other side.
Nan Shi Yi was forced into a Bentley Mulsanne.
“Let go of me! You bunch of kidnappers! I want to get out! I’m going to call the police and have you all arrested!”
He kicked and punched at the black-clothed men, but they did not seem to act like the kidnappers in TV dramas who would restrain him tightly.
“Young Master has changed his style today? He used to be the silent, rational type. Now he’s an angry little leopard.”
Nan Shi Yi froze, then frowned and looked toward the driver’s seat.
“Who are you? Do I know you?”
A cold voice from the side cut in.
“Quan Ziting, stop causing trouble. Be quiet.”
Nan Shi Yi paused. Only then did he realize there was an unfamiliar man sitting beside him. When he saw the man’s face clearly, his eyes widened in shock.
Wasn’t this the handsome uncle that appeared in online news and magazines—the one Nan Qiqi had instantly fallen in love with?
Quan Yuchen’s eyelids were slightly shadowed in faint blue. His handsome face showed clear exhaustion. He pinched the bridge of his nose and rubbed it repeatedly, speaking impatiently.
“Quan Ziting, I’m going to sleep now. Don’t make any more noise, or you’ll bear the consequences yourself.”
The car started smoothly, and the interior fell into complete silence.
Nan Shi Yi blinked his large dark eyes. With his intelligence and logic, he quickly came to a conclusion.
The bodyguards who clearly lacked brains were actually trying to take away the boy he had met in the restroom. Because they looked too much alike, they mistakenly abducted him instead.
Was there really such a thing as two completely identical strangers in the world?
No.
But there were biological brothers.
Nan Shi Yi became even more certain that the boy he had just met was the Second Child.
And the man in front of him…
“Daddy.”
He tentatively called out.
Quan Yuchen lazily lifted his eyes. “What is it?”
Nan Shi Yi suppressed his excitement. His black-and-white eyes shimmered with moisture, but he quickly controlled himself and replied calmly.
“Oh, nothing. Just confirming.”
Quan Yuchen furrowed his brows. Something was off with Quan Ziting today. He usually could barely say a few words, yet today he was strangely talkative.
Nan Shi Yi turned his small body slightly, countless questions surging in his mind.
If this man was their Daddy, then why had he never come to find him and Mommy and his sister all these years?
Did Daddy even know how hard Mommy had struggled raising them?
Or… did Daddy not want him and his sister at all?