Time flew by, and five years passed in a blink of an eye.
Gu Qingyao was sunning herself in front of the French windows of the Mo house as she looked at her business reports.
The passage of five years had left no mark on her. She was still as beautiful and charming as she was a few years ago when she was a young girl.
Little One was now a chubby boy with a smooth complexion. He carried his toys and scampered towards Gu Qingyao on his little legs. "Mother… Mother…"
When he reached Gu Qingyao's side, he sat on the carpet next to her and burrowed into her arms. He said coaxingly, "Mother, darling has made bird's nest soup for you. Mother, it will certainly make you prettier and younger. Oh, darling is so tired. Mother, quick give me a massage."
Gu Qingyao smiled. She held her reports with one hand and cuddled him close with the other hand. Then she rubbed his little shoulders and legs. The small boy's eyes half-closed in bliss.
