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Mu Yuntian pulled Wen Xin down onto the bed and sat him down while looking at Wen Xin: "Perhaps I should tell you, Mu Tang is not Xin Rou and I's child. After the incident six years ago, Xin Rou lost her ability to bear children, and Mu Tang was adopted by her."

Hearing this news, Wen Xin was a little shocked. She had always thought that Mu Tang was Mu Yuntian's and Xin Rou's child, yet he wasn't.

Looking at Mu Yuntian's expression, Wen Xin felt a bit of heartache. She didn't know if she was feeling sorry for Mu Tang a little more, or if Mu Yuntian was feeling a little more, but maybe she was feeling heartache for their lives!

Thinking of this, she ran towards Mu Tang's room.

The small train he was playing with was still on the ground, but there was no sign of him.

She was suddenly afraid, if Mu Tang had heard those words, what would she think? With how sensible he was and how mature he was, she became even more flustered.

"Mrs Xu, did you see Mu Tang?" Wen Xin walked out of the door, and anxiously shouted at the Mrs Xu who was busy cleaning the place.

Mrs Xu blankly shook his head: "I didn't see, what's wrong with him?"

"Mrs Xu, please help me find Mu Tang." Wen Xin was so anxious that tears started to fall from her eyes.

The sky gradually darkened, and Wen Xin's heart became more and more flustered. No matter how early Mu Tang matured, he was still a child!

Mu Yuntian drove the car from the garage, opened the car door and shouted to Wen Xin: "Get in, we'll go look around."

Wen Xin nodded and got in the car.

The car drove very slowly, and when Wen Xin looked out the window, she really hoped to see Mu Tang's figure.

"Yun Tian, let's split up and look for him. I'm going to look for him." Wen Xin looked at Mu Yuntian who was driving the car anxiously.

Looking at Wen Xin's expression, Mu Yuntian nodded her head.

He parked the car by the side of the road and Wen Xin got off.

Mu Yuntian shouted at Wen Xin: "When you find him, remember to call me."

Wen Xin nodded her head and ran in the opposite direction.

Night slowly fell and the neon lights on the street lit up one by one.

Mu Tang stood in front of a window of a cake shop and looked at the cake inside.

"Little friend, do you want a cake?" The girl inside the cake shop looked at Mu Tang and asked.

Mu Tang shook his head: "I don't want it, can I only eat cake on my birthday?"

Hearing that, the girl smiled, "But we can also have birthdays."

Mu Tang took out a bill from his robes and handed it over: "Give me a cake, I want the biggest one."

The girl took the money and a moment later wrapped him up with a large cake.

He watched the other family members leisurely walking in the park, and felt a bit of envy in his heart. Only now did he understand why Mu Yuntian didn't like him calling him daddy, and why Xin Rou didn't like him calling him mother. So it turns out that they weren't his parents at all.

Mu Tang found a park to sit down in. He put the cake aside and had no intention to eat it.

On the lawn of the park lay a man, a wanderer of the city.

Mu Tang walked over with the cake.

He placed the cake beside the man and said in a tender voice, "I'll treat you to some cake."

That person was an old lady around 60 years old. After hearing Mu Tang's words, he turned his head.

She looked at the cake in Mu Tang's hands and asked: "Is today your birthday?"

Mu Tang shook his head.

He had no idea what day his birthday was. Buying this cake was just out of a whim. He wanted to have a birthday!

"Where are your parents?" The old lady looked at Mu Tang and asked.

"I don't know. This cake is for you to eat." With that, Mu Tang pushed the cake over, then stood up and walked out of the park.

Looking at Mu Tang's leaving figure, the old lady was a little confused, but she was still very happy to have a cake to eat.

Mu Tang missed Wen Xin a little, but he did not dare go back. That place was not his home, and after Wen Xin found out, she would not like him either, as those people were not his family.

He walked into the underground passage and listened to the singing coming from inside. He rarely noticed that there were singers selling songs here. Some children were here asking for money for passersby.

The child looked to be about six or seven years old. The clothes he wore were tattered, and it was hard to tell what color he was in.

This was Mu Tang's first time meeting such children, not those children who wore famous brands and sat in kindergartens, or who had thousands of yuan for just a toy.

He looked at the child and asked, "Where are your parents?"

The child's face was dirty, and no one could tell what expression he had. All they could see was his black eyes twinkling.

"I don't have any parents." The child lowered his head, looking a little timid.

"Then follow me! "My name is Mu Tang." Mu Tang patted the child's shoulder as if he was a boss.

Hearing that, a smile flashed across his face as he nodded and said, "My name is creosote."

"Gu Gu …" A loud sound echoed out.

Mu Tang lowered his head, looked at the child's stomach, and asked: "Is it your stomach that's growling?"

creosote lowered his head in embarrassment.

"I'll treat you to dinner." Mu Tang said to the creosote.

The two children finally stopped at a restaurant.