In fact, Mo Xiaodie had already guessed it from his conversation with Lu Chenyu just now.

Therefore, she was not too surprised to hear this kid say it himself.

"Does your mother know?" she asked.

In fact, Mo Xiaodie didn't know much about the cousin she hadn't seen in more than ten years.

I only know that the uncle's family had been doing the medicinal material business in Yucheng. Later, about seven years ago, they suddenly said that the business was bankrupt and returned to their hometown, Jinghua Town.

Cousin Mo Qing gave Mo Xiaodie a very beautiful impression, a bit arrogant and multi-talented.

At that time, she was still hunting hogweed after school and cooking with fire, and her cousin had already won the championship in the singing competition for elementary and middle school students in Yucheng.

The gap between them is heaven and earth. The uncle has only one daughter, his cousin, who has been holding it in his hand since he was a child.

Unlike her, after her father married her stepmother, she became an orphan directly.

Mo Zili smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly: "Probably my mother doesn't know who my biological father is, right?"

Mo Xiaodie frowned slightly, a little strange: "Your mother doesn't know who your biological father is? This, how is this possible, didn't Murong Lenghang doubt it?"

My cousin was once a popular actress back then, so her private life shouldn't be so chaotic, right?

"Murong Lenghang? He's a big idiot. As long as my mother cries a few times, he can't tell the difference between east, west, north and west." When Murong Lenghang was mentioned, Mo Zili's little face was full of disgust.

"Haven't you done a paternity test?" Mo Xiaodie was surprised.

You know, the Murong family is a century-old family, how could they be so sloppy with their bloodline?

Mo Zili sighed, reached out and picked up the last crayfish on the plate and peeled it: "I heard that when I was born, Murong Lenghang did a paternity test with me, and the results showed that I was his biological son. ."

"However, half a year ago, at a banquet in the Murong family, Murong Lengrou said that I didn't look like a Murong family member at all, and I didn't look like Murong Lenghang at all, and then I kept an eye on it and stole it from Murong Leng. A paternity test was done on Hang's hair, and the results showed that there was no relationship between us at all."

Having said that, Mo Zili put the peeled crayfish into his mouth, chewed it for a while, and then said, "Later, I found several appraisal centers, and the results were all the same. By chance, I I overheard the conversation between my mother and my uncle, and it turns out that she had relationships with the composer Han You, Lu Chenyu, and Murong Lenghang at the same time. She actually doesn't know who my biological father is."

"The paternity test when I was just born was bought by my uncle's classmate, and the test is fake."

After speaking, his expression was a little sad and lonely.

"Auntie, can I have a drink?"

"Child, what wine to drink? If you are really sad, just drink the juice." Mo Xiaodie handed him the juice in front of him, full of sympathy for him.

Unexpectedly, the arrogant cousin's private life was so chaotic that she didn't even know who her son's biological father was.

Poor Mo Zili had to face her mother's unbearable past at such a young age.

"I heard you asked Chenyu about the little toe of your right foot just now. Is there anything special about your little toe?" Mo Xiaodie touched Mo Zili's little head in distress.

After Mo Zili ate the last spicy crayfish, he took a gulp of juice, and after listening to Mo Xiaodie's words, he took off the shoes and socks on his right foot.

"My little toe on my right foot is shorter than a normal person's." Saying that, he put his little toe directly on the empty seat beside him.

Under the not-so-bright light, Mo Xiaodie saw that Mo Zili's cute little toe was indeed shorter than a normal person's. If he didn't look carefully, he would have thought that he only had four toes!

"Auntie, have you seen it? I've checked this trait online, and it's inherited. Although it's not 100%, it's very likely to be inherited."

After speaking, he was ready to put on his shoes and socks.

"Wait a minute." Mo Xiaodie held his little hand.

"Auntie, what are you doing?" Mo Zili asked suspiciously when she saw that she took out her phone.

"Auntie took a photo. Don't you want to find out if Lu Chenyu is your father? I'll take this photo and ask my family to find out. My husband must know."

Mo Zili's little face suddenly turned cold: "I don't want to know the result. It's better not to have a father like that!"

His willful appearance made Mo Xiaodie feel a little pity in his heart, she held his little hand, and there was a hint of resentment in her soft tone: "Little fool, you don't look for your father, in case the Murong family finds out the truth one day, you can How to do it?"

"Auntie really hopes that you are part of our Lu family! In this case, you and Zi Zhong are cousins. You can play and go to school together. How wonderful!"

This child had experienced such a thing at a young age, and Mo Xiaodie felt sorry for him.

Mo Zili lowered his head and said softly, "Okay, Auntie, shoot it!"

Just when Mo Xiaodie just finished taking the photo, put away the phone, and was about to help him put on his socks, Mo Zili said lonely again.

"However, even if I'm really from the Lu family, Lu Chenyu doesn't want to recognize me. Look at the way he just ran away. In his eyes, I'm a plague god, a devil."

For some reason, Mo Xiaodie's heart suddenly ached because of his words.

She didn't care about helping Mo Zili put on his shoes, so she put him in her arms and said with a moving expression, "Don't be afraid, there's an auntie here, they don't want you, auntie wants you. You can be your auntie. **** son."

Her tone was firm and sincere.

Mo Zili was suddenly held in her arms and froze for a moment.

Mo Xiaodie had a faint smell of dust because she had just stayed at the construction site.

However, Mo Zili, who has a little bit of cleanliness, doesn't find it unpleasant at all, and doesn't dislike it at all.

In Mo Xiaodie's arms, he felt an unprecedented safety and warmth.

Even her biological mother, Mo Qing, had never given him this feeling.

This embrace is like a mother's embrace.

For some reason, Mo Zili's tears suddenly flowed out.

"Auntie, thank you. I'm very happy to have your words."

For the first time in his life, he took the initiative to reach out and hug each other.

How wonderful it would be if this aunt was his biological mother!

He was suddenly full of jealousy and envy towards Lu Zi's brothers.

In the cold autumn wind, under the dim light, Mo Xiaodie just hugged Mo Zili like this, I don't know if people thought they were really a mother and son!

Then, this warm picture did not last for two minutes.

A young roar was heard not far away.

"Mo Saxing, you are so shameless, you actually let my mommy hug you."

Mo Xiaodie and Mo Zili raised their heads at the same time, looked around, and saw the young president of the Lu Group, with his eight children, walking towards them in a mighty manner.