Chapter 172: Zhi Zhi remembers to come find godmother?

Chapter 172: Zhi Zhi Remembers Her Godmother, Doesn't She?

Today, the Mu Group felt unusually different.

Employees who usually sat diligently at their desks were now crowded by the windows, craning their necks to catch a glimpse of the black sedan parked on the first floor.

"She's here, she's here! It's really my baby girl! She actually came to the Mu Group—this is a dream come true!"

"Is that Mr. Fu holding our baby girl? He radiates power, and the way he carries her with one arm is so effortlessly strong."

"Truly the little princess of the Fu family. That dress she's wearing costs two months of my salary. I'm green with envy."

"Didn't the news say President Mu took the little princess as her goddaughter? Truly born with a silver spoon. Everyone knows President Mu's notorious temper, but even she couldn't resist the charm of the little princess's dress..."

Downstairs, Mu Lan had been waiting by the entrance for a long time.

When she finally saw the familiar car turn into the Mu Group's driveway, she immediately stepped out. As her friend got out of the car holding his daughter, she stretched out her arms.

Mu Lan cooed, "Well, look who's here! Let godmother see what brings our Zhi Zhi here! It's been so long since you visited—I thought you'd forgotten about me!"

She took Zhi Zhi into her arms and playfully booped her little nose.

Though her words sounded reproachful, there wasn't a trace of blame on Mu Lan's face.

She'd been swamped lately with personal matters, so it was actually better that Zhi Zhi hadn't come to see her.

But not seeing her wasn't the same as not missing her.

Late at night, lying alone in bed, her fingers lightly brushing her flat stomach, she often recalled the day Zhi Zhi pointed at her belly and said there was a "little brother" inside.

She had checked—there really was a baby in her belly.

But the child wasn't her ex-husband's. It was from a reckless one-night stand.

Mu Lan could afford to raise a child alone, but what she hadn't expected was that her one-night stand would come knocking.

Lately, he had been following her everywhere, demanding recognition.

Mu Lan had yelled, hit, and even offered him a check, but the man stuck to her like glue, impossible to shake off.

Exhausted, she had no choice but to let him follow her around like a lost puppy.

Except for today.

Hearing that Fu Cheng was bringing her goddaughter over, Mu Lan used the pregnancy as leverage, threatening the man to stay away—even if he sat in the café across the street, she wouldn't care.

The man obediently left.

At the time, watching his dejected figure walk away, Mu Lan felt an unexpected ripple in her normally unshakable composure.

While waiting for her goddaughter downstairs, she kept glancing toward the café across the street, her emotions tangled.

Now, finally holding Zhi Zhi, Mu Lan pushed aside her mixed feelings, covering the little girl in kisses until her restlessness faded. Then she turned and led the way into the company.

"You could've warned me before coming so suddenly," Mu Lan said as they stepped into the private elevator, still cradling Zhi Zhi. Her eyes twinkled with amusement as she glanced at Fu Cheng.

Zhi Zhi had clung to "Auntie Mu" the moment she saw her.

Worried about hurting the "little brother" in her godmother's belly, she even attempted an awkward split, which, though imperfect, drew laughter from both Fu Cheng and Mu Lan.

Fu Cheng took his daughter back into his arms and chuckled, "We just felt like coming. I realized that since Zhi Zhi became your goddaughter, the two of you haven't had much private time together."

Mu Lan rolled her eyes at him, her tone sharp as ever. "I thought Mr. Fu, being a busy man, had forgotten about a small fry like me. What an honor that you remembered Mu Group—truly what an honor for our humble company!"

In the past, Fu Cheng would have mocked her sarcasm.

But now, he simply glanced down at her still-flat stomach and asked gently, "How have you been lately?"

Divorced after ten years of marriage, only to discover she was pregnant—for all her strength, Mu Lan was still a woman.

Following his gaze, Mu Lan looked down at her stomach. Even at nearly four months, there was no visible bump, as flat as ever.

If not for her regular check-ups, she might have forgotten about the little life inside her.

And the baby was unusually considerate. While other pregnant women suffered from frequent nighttime urination or constant nausea, Mu Lan slept like a baby through the night and ate heartily.

The baby was healthy—it felt like a gift. She had longed for it for ten years, endured a decade of hardship, and even lost her husband because of it.

Now that it was finally here, it stayed quiet in her womb, as if afraid she might reject it.

A softness rarely seen flickered in Mu Lan's eyes.

Gently poking her belly, she smiled. "Everything's great. I eat well, sleep well. Remember how I once said I wanted a well-behaved baby like Zhi Zhi? Turns out my wish came true."

She cupped Zhi Zhi's little face in her hands, leaving two more lipstick marks on her cheeks, her laugh bright. "It must be Zhi Zhi who brought me this luck—that's why I have this baby, and why it's as sweet as her."

"Will Zhi Zhi come play with the little brother when he's born?"

Zhi Zhi couldn't stop giggling from all the kisses.

Hearing Mu Lan's question, she nodded eagerly. "Zhi Zhi likes little brother! Zhi Zhi will play with him!"

"My sweet girl!" Mu Lan kissed her again, only for Zhi Zhi to wrap her arms around her neck and return the favor with a messy kiss of her own.

They were almost too adorable.

Luckily, the elevator arrived at their floor.

Fu Cheng quickly carried his daughter out and asked the secretaries for some wet wipes. The tall man carefully dabbed at the lipstick marks on his daughter's face with a tiny wipe, his tenderness obvious.

Ever since Mu Lan took Zhi Zhi as her goddaughter, the entire Mu Group had become her fans.

Watching Fu Cheng tenderly clean his daughter's face, one secretary couldn't resist snapping a photo and discreetly sharing it in the company group chat.

"Today's bonus—our baby girl is even cuter in person! Those big eyes and soft, chubby cheeks... I just want to squeeze her!"

"Secretary department perks! Too bad the boss doesn't hire male secretaries. Sir, I'm not afraid of office politics—give me a chance!"

"So jealous! Is it too late to transfer to the secretary team? *cries*"

"Mr. Fu is so handsome, and the little princess is adorable. Who's the lucky woman who gets to have them both? I'm so envious!"

Unaware the photo was circulating, Fu Cheng followed Mu Lan into her office carrying Zhi Zhi.

Upon hearing her adopted daughter was coming, Mu Lan immediately instructed her secretary to prepare snacks and toys that children would love.

Thus, in the otherwise minimalist and sleek office of the Mu Corporation's CEO, a burst of bright colors now stood out starkly.

"It's Small Fish!"

The moment Zhi Zhi spotted Small Fish in the lounge area, she squealed in delight.

Fu Cheng, now understanding why his daughter adored Small Fish, promptly bent down to let her scamper off to join her.

Meanwhile, he helped himself to making a cup of coffee as if it were his own office.

"Heard you got mixed up with some guy? A rich playboy from the Jiangnan area, no less?"

"You nearly died in the desert?"

Both questions came at the same time.

Fu Cheng and Mu Lan both looked up, seeing the same awkward look in each other's eyes.