"Mommy, what happened? Who did this? Mommy, who bullied you?"
Mu Yao covered her face with her hair.
"It's okay. Mommy's still having an allergic reaction."
"You're lying!" Little Mango raised her voice as she glared at the wound on Mu Yao's face.
"That's not an allergic reaction. Did Daddy bully you? Mommy, tell me. I'll go find him."
Hearing Little Mango's adult-like tone, Mu Yao couldn't help but smile.
"Mommy hasn't found Daddy yet, so how can daddy bully me?"
"You don't have to find him anymore. I don't need a daddy. I only need Mommy." Little Mango responded and reached out to touch the gauze on Mu Yao's head.
She said worriedly, "Mommy, does it hurt? If you're in pain, I will blow it. After that, it won't hurt anymore."
"Okay, Little Mango. Mommy won't feel pain anymore after you help me."
Because of Mu Yao's return, Little Mango's fever miraculously subsided.
The doctor could not figure out the cause of Little Mango's fever. The doctor only said that she should be fine after the fever subsided.
Mu Yao stayed in France with Little Mango for another ten days.
Song Yufei called to urge her to go back to work, only then did Mu Yao reluctantly bid farewell to Little Mango.
Before Mu Yao left, Little Mango's tiny hands held onto her arm tightly, not letting go.
"Mommy, please bring me back to China. I won't cause trouble and will be good, okay?"
Mu Yao looked at her daughter's sensible face and felt more guilty.
She had not even settled down in her residence in City A. It was irrational to bring Little Mango back at this time.
"Don't worry, Little Mango. Once mommy has settled down, I'll come back to pick you up. Little Mango, can you stay with Aunty for a while?"
"Be good, Little Mango. Mommy will come back to pick us up." Aunty consoled Little Mango.
Little Mango sniffled and nodded sensibly.
"Mommy, you have to come back soon to see me. I will wait for you..." After saying that, she pouted and started crying again.
After all, Little Mango was only three years old.
She didn't even know how to hide his emotions.
She didn't want her mother to leave.
Little Mango did not understand why her mother wanted to look for her father. She wanted her father in the past. But after her mother went to find her father, her mother did not have time for her anymore.
She did not like the word 'daddy' at all.
"I'm sorry, Little Mango." Mu Yao kissed her on the forehead. "Mommy will come back to pick you up as soon as possible."
"Alright, Yaoyao, take care of yourself when you go back. You don't have to worry about Little Mango." Aunty consoled Mu Yao.
Mu Yao nodded and walked toward the boarding gate, looking back at her every few steps.
Little Mango was crying in her aunt's arms.
Mu Yao entered the boarding gate. When she got on the plane, she was already sobbing.
All the passengers on the plane looked at her curiously.
They were probably wondering why this young lady was crying so sadly.
Mu Yao lay on the table and burst into tears.
She had to work hard and earn a lot of money to bring Little Mango back to her side.
Then, they would not be separated for a lifetime.
"Mu Yao?"
Suddenly, a fluent Chinese voice sounded.
Mu Yao heard it, but she didn't want to talk to him.
She cried so hard that her shoulders trembled. She would not care even if God came to her.
"Yaoyao?" The voice continued.
Mu Yao raised her head annoyingly.
"Who is it?"
"Lin Zhan?"
When Mu Yao saw who it was, she almost subconsciously let out a soft cry.