Chapter 187

On the way back.

Zhao Yu was driving.

Mu Susu sat beside Mu Beichen, looking out the car window at the rows of shops, the bustling, prosperous scene, and the throngs of people coming and going, all with smiles on their faces.

She suddenly pointed ahead, "Daddy, I want to eat waffles from that shop."

"Stop the car," Mu Beichen immediately instructed Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu hurriedly stepped on the brake to slow down, finally coming to a stop at the side of the road.

Mu Beichen got out first, then lifted Mu Susu out of the car, and walked into the waffle shop against the wind and snow.

Zhao Yu felt a sense of emotion inside; over these years, President Mu had been responsive to Mu Susu's every request, practically spoiling her to the heavens. Whatever she wanted, she got; if she asked for the stars, he would never give her the moon. Let alone hitting the child, he couldn't even bear to scold her once.

Mu Beichen carried Mu Susu into the shop, found a seat by the window, and after ordering via his phone, a waiter soon delivered a plate of soft, crispy waffles accompanied by a hot cocoa.

This was a popular internet-famous shop, with excellent business, and children loved coming here.

At the next table was a family of three who had just picked up their child from school.

At this moment, the mother was holding a baby in her arms while using her other hand to feed her eldest daughter a waffle, a picture of happiness.

The daughter stuffed a piece of waffle into her mother's mouth, "Mommy eat too, it's delicious."

"Good, such a good girl."

Just then, the baby began to fuss, and the mother, with her mouth full, hurriedly went to soothe the baby, while the eldest daughter also helped to comfort her younger brother. Although it was just an ordinary scene, it appeared exceptionally warm at this moment.

Mu Susu turned her head to watch, saying nothing.

She held the waffle in her hand but never brought it to her mouth.

Mu Beichen noticed Mu Susu's disappointment and felt a sense of loss in his heart, coaxing her softly, "Shall I feed you? Don't take what happened at school to heart. Daddy will help you teach those who bullied you a lesson. Hmm?"

He saw it in his eyes and felt the pain in his heart. Which child wouldn't want a mother? Even if he could give Mu Susu the whole world, no one could replace Ling Yue.

Ever since he found Mu Susu, she hadn't spoken much at first, and her words were only two or three syllables long. Later, her speech gradually increased, and she began to speak in complete sentences. By now, she could communicate without any obstacles.

For the sake of safety, he had always hired professional coaches to teach Mu Susu Taekwondo, and she had now reached Black Belt Second Dan. That was why Mu Susu could easily beat her classmates until they suffered fractures. As Mu Susu grew older, he could also feel a little more at ease.

Mu Beichen picked up the waffle to feed Mu Susu.

Mu Susu shook her head, however, and suddenly said, "Daddy, the school sent out a notice that there is a competition coming to the school to select participants."

"What competition?" Mu Beichen asked.

"Genius Brain, Speed Calculation Competition. After winning domestically, one can go abroad to participate in the grand finals," Mu Susu said directly, "I want to participate."

Mu Beichen was stunned; Mu Susu had never been interested in these competitions. Why suddenly?

Moreover, participating in the competition meant that Mu Susu could no longer hide her identity and would have to be exposed to the public.

"Susu..." Mu Beichen just started to speak.

Mu Susu's bright eyes looked at Mu Beichen, motionless for an instant.

"Daddy, I've grown up, I can protect myself. You don't need to worry about my safety anymore. I miss Mommy..."

Mu Susu paused, "If Mommy is still in some corner of this world, I want to stand on the brightest stage, and perhaps she will be able to see me."

Mu Beichen was completely stunned.

After a long while, he nodded, his voice carrying an imperceptible hoarseness, "Okay."

This was the last resort.