Pampered Adorable Wife

Korean City, Center City, Angel Street, No. 122.

A small two-story house appeared to be a little shabby. The old walls were a little dark and there were candy stickers on them. The house stood out among the exquisite and tall houses on the left and right.

The three words' Sweetheart Room 'were written horizontally on the rainbow shaped signboard. The glass door was opened, and a rich fragrance drifted out, blowing far away with the wind.

The first floor was only as wide as a living room. There were four rows of glass cabinets with all kinds of pastries inside. There were so many styles and so many colors.

"Granny, I want this mango pudding." A childish voice rang out.

Behind the counter that was blocked by a glass case, An Beibei raised her head and stared at the beautiful yellow pudding cake in the glass case with her black eyes, drooling.

Beside him stood a middle-aged woman wearing a cute cartoon apron. Her hair was elegantly tied into a bun and there were traces of old age and lines on her face. Her black eyes were filled with the tiredness from her vicissitudes of life, and from her gentle and amiable face, it wasn't hard to tell that she was a beauty when she was young.

"Hur hur, alright." The middle-aged woman lovingly touched An Beibei's head, opened the glass cabinet, and brought out a small plate. She placed the cake inside and handed a small fork to An Beibei, "Be careful not to poke your mouth."

An Beibei took the cake and obediently nodded her head. Her eyes were filled with the excitement of satisfaction, dazzling, and she couldn't wait to taste it. "Thank you, Grandma."

The middle-aged woman kindly looked at An Beibei's face that resembled her daughter's, and her eyes were filled with gratification.

Ta ta ta ta ta … Two sounds of someone coming down the stairs could be heard.

The kitten pulled baby An over. Today, baby An was wearing a pink flowery dress with a beautiful mushroom head. The meaty part of her face made her look even cuter.

"Grandmother." Baby An descended the stairs and ran to An Qing's side. She cutely rubbed against her and took in a deep breath of the sweet fragrance unique to her.

"Hey, good boy." An Qingxiang lovingly kissed the back of Baby An's head. In each of her gentle eyes, there was a deep and undisguised fondness towards these two children.

As she looked at her mother and child, she couldn't help but smile in satisfaction. Even though the past five years had been difficult, it was all worth nothing compared to this harmonious scene.

"Mom, I'll take the baby for a walk." "You stay at home with Grandma, okay?"

An Beibei held a small white fork in her mouth and nodded obediently. When little Anfey saw this, he brought his daughter out with him.

Five years after he left Han City, everything in the city had changed. There were even more tall new buildings, and the shops and parks that he used to be familiar with had all changed. They were both unfamiliar and familiar.

He carried memories from five years ago, and set foot in the current Han City. He breathed in the air, and even though it was unfamiliar, it still smelled like home.

If it could be five years ago, she would still be willing to do that.

The Century Market was a huge shopping mall with nine floors. It was one of the unique features of the Korean City, with a mix of clothing, cosmetics, sports, commodities, and other services. It was located in the center of the city like a spider web with a large number of customers.

The supermarket on the second floor of the Century Market was bustling with activity as people came and went.

The cat pushed the cart, which was loaded with food and a few children's toys, around the man who was approaching. She looked at her daughter and turned into the next area.

Baby An obediently followed behind her, licking a strawberry ice cream in her hand. Her bright big eyes were filled with curiosity as she looked at her surroundings from time to time.

"Mommy, why don't the people here have blond hair and blue eyes?" Finally, baby An curiously asked.

Having lived abroad for so long, she rarely saw Chinese people.

"It's because Mommy has black hair and black eyes. This is Mommy's hometown, of course the people here are the same as Mommy."

When Baby An heard this, she nodded. She didn't notice that the melted ice cream had fallen onto her hand before she could even lick it. It was a bit cold and viscous.

"Mommy, your baby's hands are dirty. Can your baby go wash?" Baby An stopped Mommy and raised her dirty hands, her eyes full of innocence.

Seeing this, the little cat girl An pushed the shopping cart full of things. In the busy shopping mall, her walking speed was a bit slow.

Baby An saw her dilemma and said obediently, "Mummy, Baby knows where the bathroom is, I'll go there myself."

Before the cat could refuse, Baby An ran into the crowd on his short legs. Soon, the little figure disappeared and the cat didn't dare leave. She stayed where she was, waiting.

According to her memories, Baby An was shuttling between the legs of the adults. Her small body was easy to walk between.

She turned two corners and walked to a place where there were fewer people. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a small, beautifully wrapped box fall from a high counter not far away.

baby An immediately trotted over, picked up the small box and looked at it suspiciously. She raised her head and saw a slender figure walking over.

"Uncle." Baby An immediately called out.

Her soft voice pierced through the noisy atmosphere, reaching deep into Han Mu's heart. He was keenly aware of that familiar voice. He immediately stopped and turned his head back.

He saw a pink and tender little girl looking at him. That familiar face caused a hint of surprise and joy to flash past his cold eyes.

Han Mu subconsciously ignored the important matter at hand and strolled over.

"Little friend, are you calling me?" Han Mu half squatted down to face her. When he talked to this cute doll, he subconsciously softened his voice and attitude for fear of scaring her.

Baby An nodded her head obediently. She passed the delicate small box in her hand to Han Mu. On the small box, a banana design with white clothes was revealed.

"Uncle, your condom dropped." Baby An tilted his head and looked at Han Mu, as if he was thinking about something.

Han Mu paused. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at the item in her chubby little hand.

"Auntie Ya said that the boys she brought with her were all bad people." Babe An held the small box in her hand, her mind filled with unique thoughts. She asked, "Uncle, are you a bad person?"

Han Mu shook his head as he sized up the little girl.

To have the same face as the little boy he met in the toilet at the airport that day, and the same cuteness and purity of both of them, it was the first time in Han Mu's history that he loved children. He couldn't help but think of their mother.

"It fell off, not my uncle's." Han Mu took the small box in her hand and placed it back in its place. The empty spot was instantly filled up, confirming Han Mu's' innocence '. Baby An was relieved.

"Uncle is so handsome, how could he be a bad guy?" It was only then that she remembered that her small hands were still sticky. She didn't waste any time and immediately bid farewell to Han Mu.

"Goodbye uncle, I'm leaving now." Baby An waved her hands and immediately ran away, her small back disappearing into the crowd.

Han Mu couldn't help but take a step forward as if he wanted to chase after Baby An. However, he suddenly recovered his senses. He inwardly rebuked himself for losing his composure before walking in the opposite direction.