Mu Wanwan looked at Diya Jun seriously and said, "Have you not noticed? Her eyes and nose look very much like her father. Mu Ruo and I are not as similar as Xiao Xue and our father. Maybe it is destined by God.
Let's become a family. When Xiao Xue goes out with my dad, others think she is my dad's biological daughter."
As she spoke, she secretly observed Diya Jun's reaction.
She is really confused sometimes.
Di Yajun usually looks like such a shrewd person, but why can't she see the similarities between Mu Xiaoxue and her father?
Is this just a fan of the authorities?
In fact, not only her appearance, but also some of the little habits in Mu Xiaoxue's life are somewhat similar to her father.
Thinking of this, Mu Wanwan continued: "Actually, it's not just their looks. The living habits of Xiao Xue and my dad are also very similar. My dad doesn't like onions, ginger, and garlic, and neither does she. My dad is allergic to honey, and Xiao Xue
You will also be allergic to honey. Mom, looking at it this way, Xiao Xue and my dad really look alike."
When Diyajun heard what Mu Wanwan said, she was suddenly shocked.
She also discovered that Mu Xiaoxue and her husband had so many similarities.
Is it really fate?
Is there such a strong fate?
In such a daze, the fruit knife in Diyajun's hand fell to the ground, hitting her instep.
Her face twisted in pain, and a exclamation came out of Diyajun's mouth.
"Mom." Mu Wanwan quickly stepped forward to support Diya Jun with an anxious look on her face. A smile of success flashed through her lowered eyes, but her tone was still worried, "Are you okay? I
First, let me help you go to the sofa and let me see your feet."
Diyajun was in a daze and let Mu Wanwan help her out of the kitchen.
Sitting down on the sofa, her mind was still a little messy.
What Mu Wanwan said just now made her suspicious.
Why does Mu Xiaoxue look so similar to her husband?
It was her husband who brought Mu Xiaoxue back from outside, saying that she was an abandoned baby girl and looked very pitiful.
At that time, because Wanwan was lost, her mood was very low every day.
The arrival of Mu Xiaoxue filled the vacancy in her heart, and she raised Mu Xiaoxue as her own daughter.
She and her husband have always had a very good relationship. After so many years of marriage, they rarely quarrel or quarrel.
Moreover, her husband rarely stays out at night and is a good man who takes care of his family.
In the eyes of others, she, Diyajun, has a filial husband.
But now, she is caught in huge doubts.
Mu Xiaoxue, why on earth is she so similar to her husband?
Mu Wanwan pretended not to see Diyajun's dazed expression, squatted next to Diyajun, and took off her slippers.
I saw a bruise on the instep where the knife had hit me.
"Mom, your foot is injured. I'm going to get you some medicine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. Don't move yet." Mu Wanwan said and quickly walked towards the place where the medical kit was placed.
Diya Jun looked at Mu Wanwan's busy back in a daze, and her heart skipped a beat.
——Is she my daughter, or do I feel sorry for her as a mother?
This is better than what Mu Xiaoxue did.
Although Mu Xiaoxue is usually well-behaved, she is definitely not as considerate as Mu Wanwan.
Maybe, this is the difference between biological and adopted.
In the end, it either came out of her belly, or I didn’t know that I felt sorry for her.
This chapter has been completed!