Dad Has to Learn to Chase Mom

Only when Mu Xiyan's figure had completely disappeared did Yan Chen withdraw his gaze, squatting down and picking Tian Tian up with one arm as he spoke indifferently.

"Is she my mother?"

"Yes."

Yan Chen was surprised to see his son still staring at the door.

"Why?"

He didn't think that his son had the habit of acknowledging an unfamiliar woman as his mother.

"Because she is my mother. She likes my mother every day."

Looking at the smile on Tian Tian's face, and thinking back to Mu Xi Yan's denial just now, Yan Chen could only sneer.

"But she doesn't seem to like you."

The little guy was immersed in the joy of finally meeting his mother. Suddenly, a bucket of cold water splashed down, causing his small face to immediately collapse. His small mouth was also shriveled, looking very aggrieved.

As if he had thought of something, he turned around and grabbed Yan Chen's collar.

"Daddy, the mother of the children on TV was chased back by their daddy. You should follow his example and go get their mother as well. If that happens, you'll have a mother every day …"

Listening to his son's accusation, the corner of Yan Chen's mouth slightly moved, patting his furry little head.

He really wanted to tell him that it was that woman who left him behind, but when he looked at his son's innocent face, he swallowed his words back.

As far as Yan Chen was concerned, he had never thought about getting married. Even now, he had never thought about it. He even scoffed at those women.

Tian Tian's appearance was an unexpected surprise, just like a gift from heaven. In addition to being surprised, there was also surprise.

Based on her appearance, Mu Xiyan wasn't the least bit annoying. However, when he thought about what she had done in the past and what she had said just now, he found that he didn't like her at all.

However, it didn't matter whether he liked her or not. As long as he liked her every day, it didn't matter.

As for the reason why he liked her … He believed that he would be told every day.

"..."

After running out of the restaurant, Mu Xiyan ran all the way to the parking lot, afraid that she would get entangled by the father and son pair again.

This big one couldn't afford to offend her, and this little one couldn't bear to be cruel to her. Besides running, what else could she do?

Mu Xiyan felt that she must have missed the golden calendar when she went out today. First, she had a blind date with the Mediterranean, and then she had met a weird father and son pair that wanted her as their mother. Such luck was simply too much.

Just as she opened the car door and sat down, her phone rang. It was her good friend Wu Qing.

After the call connected, before she could open her mouth, the other side hurriedly shouted out.

"Little Ancestor, where did you go? The design competition is about to begin, why aren't you here yet …"

"Isn't it only starting at 3 PM?"

"What? You didn't know that the interview would be delayed?"

No wonder someone had randomly introduced him with a boyfriend. It turned out that this was where the little scheme came from.

"Don't worry, I'll be right there."

Perhaps out of fear that he would refuse, the restaurant that the guy was looking for wasn't too far away from where she was participating.

The accident that year had caused her to be unable to successfully complete her studies. Although she had obtained her diploma, she had also missed out on a lot of resources. Later on, she had to work part-time to complete her studies.

All these years, she had never been able to forget about this place, and she was determined to return.

The competition for the clothing design competition was extremely intense. The 23 provinces of the country were all running at the same time. Once the works were selected, they would be able to enter an internationally renowned brand name company.

For this opportunity, many designers from all over the country had come to participate, and there were even many who were already quite famous.

After waiting for Mu Xiyan with great difficulty, Wu Qing heaved a sigh of relief as she jogged over.

"Aunt, can you be more reliable? If it's really too late, then all your efforts would have been in vain."

The two of them chatted as they walked in. Many designers were already waiting for them on the stage. The nervous atmosphere was obvious, and Mu Xiyan's heart tensed up as well.

"Yo, look at who this is. It's really surprising."

A mocking voice came from behind them.