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She carried her long dress and brought her son out of the airport with three to five suitcases. She didn’t even take a deep breath, and she didn’t even feel herself sweating.

“Mommy, where are we going?” Chen En’s mind was filled with thoughts of Chuchu.

The last time they parted, it was too rushed, and both of them were quite sad.

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Mrs. Chen saw Dong Feng waiting at the airport. He was wearing a flowery shirt and was easy to recognize. Mrs. Chen reached out to call Dong Feng and pulled the child into her arms. “Let’s go home first.”

It was still the old house. Although most things had been moved away, at least there was a place to stay.

“Chen En, go to the office with Uncle in the afternoon. Chuchu is waiting for you!” Dong Feng said as he helped Mrs. Chen to move all the things down.

However, Mrs. Chen still didn’t feel like she was home.

Chen En came to ask her if she agreed to let him go and find Chuchu. Mrs. Chen agreed absent-mindedly. “Sure, Baby.”

After packing her luggage, Mrs. Chen took a taxi to the gallery.

The moment she pushed the door open, the faint smell of tangerine perfume filled her.

At this moment, a soul that had had enough of a long journey finally settled down and rested. Sitting on the sofa, Mrs. Chen held the familiar teapot and studied it for a long time. A sense of security spread through her body.

Looking at the paintings on the wall, they were all clean. The leaking pipes upstairs had also been repaired, and even the patches on the wall had been repaired without a trace.

Qu Zhi had spent a lot of effort on cleaning and maintaining the place.

Mrs. Chen felt that there was nothing she could do to repay her. In the past, she would definitely give Qu Zhi something, such as a foreign perfume or a big-name gift box. She would give everything she could get to Qu Zhi.

But now, she was penniless.

Not only were they penniless, but even making a living was a problem.

She had been out of touch with the world for so many years that she had almost forgotten how to communicate with strangers.

To work in the office, she was even more limited. All the knowledge she had learned back then was outdated. The moment she walked out of the airport, she realized how embarrassed she would be without Dong Feng.

Without Chen Kuan, she was like a fish out of water. She could only watch helplessly as everything happened around her, but she was helpless. No wonder Chen Kuan hadn’t looked for her yet. In fact, he had already planned this out.

No matter how much she tried to escape, she could not escape from his palm.

However, Mrs. Chen was not in a hurry. She slowly flipped through her things and carefully looked at each painting.

She also wanted to invite some friends to the gallery but couldn’t be as calm as she used to be. Mrs. Chen didn’t know how to start.

After thinking about it, it was still too troublesome, so she could only give up.

Mrs. Chen flipped through the things in a daze, as if she had been away from this place for more than ten years.

Her fingers caressed the texture of the wooden table, feeling an unprecedented intimacy. At this time, her hand touched something hard, which was quite heavy in her hand. It was a wooden box that was stuffed in the innermost compartment of the table.

Mrs. Chen patted the dust off it and couldn’t help but smile.

That was the certificate of honor she had received since she was young.

Chen En had not been born for long when he had first started tidying up the gallery. She didn’t have much time at the gallery at the time, so she only cared about moving her favorite things to this safe haven. She didn’t expect she’d even bring back her achievements from her youth.

At that time, she was also very outstanding. As an outstanding graduate of Hong Kong University, she had even been in the headlines of the school newspaper. She was well-versed in the four arts and had won awards in almost all of them.

Mrs. Chen was surprised as she read.

At that time, she had won so many awards she had completely forgotten.

She looked at her own name on the certificate as if that person was not her at all.

Mrs. Chen suddenly felt she was not that bad after all.

She can not be a “mother” and not be a “Mrs. Chen” either. She could be the young Bai Xi. There was a period of time when she was glorious and brilliant, living a completely different life.

There was a thick stack of certificates of honor, some wrapped in red and gorgeous packaging, and some were just thin pieces of paper. Bai Xi flipped through them very carefully.

She was going to start a new life with this honor!