She immediately closed the car door and rolled up the windows.

After blocking the group of reporters and their cameras, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Xin Sui turned her head and met the deep gaze of the man opposite her.

For some reason, just one look from him made her feel like her whole body was on fire.

"Excuse me, sorry to bother you, um, I am..."

Xuan Tu said calmly, "Miss Xin Sui, who has recently become a sensation across the internet."

Xin Sui felt she was being subtly insulted, and could only offer a polite but awkward smile.

"Could you please give me a ride? I'm so sorry."

An'an looked at her mother, then at her father, feeling very strange.

She climbed onto her mother's lap, nestled affectionately in her arms, and chattered away to her.

One minute he's saying he misses her, the next he's sharing his dreams and how delicious the food was...

Every now and then, he would lean in and kiss his mother.

Her little mouth was extremely busy.

Xin Sui held the little girl, her heart filled with a tender emotion.

She wanted to say, "I'm not your mother."

But when she met An An's bright and clear eyes, she just couldn't bring herself to say anything.

Why do you call me "Mom"?

"You are my mother."

Xuan Tu: "My wife suddenly left a while ago. Perhaps it's because you look a lot like her, so An'an mistook you for her mother."

Xin Sui subconsciously thought that the "leaving" he mentioned meant passing away. "Oh, I see."

An'an said somewhat angrily, "Dad, this is Mom."

Xuan Tu didn't say anything more, seemingly unwilling to argue with his daughter about this issue.

An'an thought she had convinced her father and continued to hug her mother and share her little secrets with her.

Xin Sui was so engrossed in listening that he didn't notice the scene outside the window.

When the car finally stopped, they realized that it had driven into a manor.

Where is this?

An'an: "Mommy, we're home!"

He was the first to open the car door and jump out.

Xin Sui didn't get out of the car, but looked at An An's father.

Xuan Tu: "Miss Xin, can I ask you for a favor?"

Xin Sui asked cautiously, "What is it?"

"Pretend to be my wife for a period of time."

Xin Sui's heart skipped a beat.

Xuan Tu's eyes were lowered, like a god in the clouds grieving.

“An’an is too young to accept the fact that her mother left. I hope you can help me.”

"Of course, I won't let you help me for nothing. Feel free to tell me what you need."

Xin Sui fell silent.

"Mom, come quick!"

An'an ran back excitedly.

Xin Sui looked at her, and the words she was about to say turned out to be, "Okay."

Xuan Tu extended a hand, his dark, deep gaze fixed on her, and slowly said, "Thank you."

Xin Sui reached out and gently shook his hand. "You're welcome."

"Mom, let's take a bath together."

"Mom, comb my hair."

"Mommy, shall we dress the doll?"

An'an's repeated calls of "Mommy" left Xin Sui completely bewildered, making it impossible for her to refuse.

It's strange, she's not someone who likes children that much, so how did she get so smitten by An'an?

It must be because An An is so cute and thoughtful!

That evening, An'an took her doll to her mother's room, climbed onto her mother's bed, and snuggled up in the same blanket with her mother.

"Mom, tell me a story."

Xin Sui then began to tell her the story.

An'an listened and then fell asleep.

Xin Sui stroked her little face, her heart softening, and couldn't help but kiss her on the cheek.

In the middle of the night, Xin Sui dreamed that he was sitting on a small boat.

The waves were surging, and the small boat was rocking violently.

She was soaked by the waves.

Strangely, the waves were warm, and she suddenly woke up.

To her horror, she discovered that she was lying in the same bed as An'an's father!

*

"Mommy, Mommy, wake up! The sun's already high in the sky!"

An An's sweet, childlike voice rang in her ears, and Xin Sui suddenly opened her eyes.

Looking around, I breathed a sigh of relief, still shaken.

This is a guest room, not the master of commerce's room.

Last night, she dreamt that An'an's father mistook her for An'an's mother and did all sorts of indescribable things to her.

I can't recall it, because the chaotic scenes from my dream will overwhelm my mind.

Xin Sui went into the bathroom and was startled when she saw herself in the mirror.

Her radiant and dazzling appearance was simply like—

Was last night really a dream?

Why does it feel so real, so real that the warmth of his fingertips seems to still linger on her body?

Xin Sui checked himself thoroughly while changing clothes, and found no marks on his body.

Thankfully, it was just a dream.

But why would she have such a dream?

Could it be that she subconsciously harbors desires for An'an's father?

No, no, no, that's impossible.

She's not the kind of woman who lacks self-control.