It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when Lu Chenxu drove home, and the three little girls were already asleep.
Mother Lu accompanied Mrs. Lu for a massage in the room.
Father Lu said that he had an appointment with an old classmate to go out for a ride, and it would probably take several days before he could come back.
Mo Zizhong accompanied Mo Xiaodie in the living room, watching boring cartoons and waiting for him.
Seeing him coming in, Mo Xiaodie hurriedly greeted him with a concerned look on her face: "Why so late? Have you eaten?"
Listening to her concerned words, Lu Chenxu felt warm in his heart. He hugged her into his arms and whispered in her ear: "Not yet! I missed you, so I came back in a hurry."
Mo Xiaodie blushed and pushed him away: "Zizhong is still here! I cooked porridge to nourish your stomach, and I will go and serve it to you."
Only then did Lu Chenxu see his son watching TV on the sofa.
He walked over and said, "Dabao, are you still awake?"
Mo Zizhong rolled his eyes at him: "Dad, it's not good for you and your mother to come back so late before the official wedding ceremony!"
He looks like a little adult.
"You kid! You are a little kid." Lu Chenxu couldn't help but rub his little head.
Mo Zizhong glanced at Mo Xiaodie in the kitchen and asked in a low voice: "Dad, where have you been when you come back so late?"
"I work overtime at the company!" He answered matter-of-factly. As a father, there are many things he doesn't want his children to know.
Mo Zizhong glared: "Dad, you are lying. You and Uncle Li left the company around seven o'clock in the evening."
Lu Chenxu looked at his son with a surprised look on his face: "You, how do you know?"
After saying that, he suddenly remembered what Li Mingcheng said. His son often hacked into their company's monitoring system.
Could it be that this kid has just hacked into their company's surveillance system?
Mo Zizhong raised his little face and threatened him: "Dad, you'd better stop playing tricks. All the monitoring systems in Yucheng are a piece of cake for me."
"Okay, dad knows." Lu Chenxu sighed while holding his forehead.
Sometimes the son is too smart, which may not be a good thing.
He had just been threatened by the two boys Long Bai and Long Qian in the morning, and was lectured like this by Zizhong when he got home in the evening. Wasn't he a bit too frustrated and a failure as a father?
"Dad, aren't you telling the truth?" Mo Zizhong looked serious.
Lu Chenxu glanced at the kitchen, leaned into his ear and whispered, "You go back to your room first. I'll discuss something with you after dinner."
"Have you done anything to feel sorry for Mommy?"
"No, Dabao, be obedient and go back first. Dad will explain it to you later."
Lu Chenxu finally believed Li Mingcheng's words now, and there was nothing he could hide from his smart son.
As a father, it feels really uncomfortable to be crushed by his son again and again.
"Okay, I'll give you fifteen minutes." Mo Zizhong glanced at him suspiciously, then got up and went upstairs obediently.
When Mo Xiaodie heated up the food and brought it out, she didn't see Mo Zizhong and was a little confused: "Is Dabao going to bed?"
Lu Chenxu hugged her from behind and buried his head in her neck and shoulders, his tone full of grievance and depression: "Wife, tell me, these children are obviously premature babies, why are they so smart!"
Mo Xiaodie reached out and rubbed the top of his head: "Who can you blame? Who made your genes too powerful and too smart!"
"I don't. In front of them, my father is simply a retard." He said in an angry voice, and the aggrieved words in his words made Mo Xiaodie couldn't help laughing.
"Why, did your son bully you again?" She turned around and hugged him.
Mo Zizhong had been telling her just now that she could not tolerate his father's bad habits and must make him develop a good habit of coming home on time from get off work and reporting before going out.
She thought her son was just joking!
It seemed that the father and son had already talked when she was in the kitchen, and Lu Chenxu, the father, lost.
Lu Chenxu leaned next to her ear and nibbled her earlobe: "My son bullied me and I was hurt. You have to make it up to me."
Then, he turned to her lips and kissed her directly.
The two of them sat at the dining table for a while, and then Lu Chenxu suddenly remembered that his son only gave him fifteen minutes to eat.
He quickly glanced at his watch. Fortunately, there were still five minutes left.
Seeing him suddenly wolfing down the food and speeding up his meal, Mo Xiaodie looked puzzled: "Husband, why are you eating so fast? Your stomach is not good, this is not conducive to digestion."
"It's too late. My son only gave me fifteen minutes to eat, so I went upstairs first. Thank you for your hard work, my wife. You go back to the room and wait for me."
He hurriedly drank the last mouthful of porridge, wiped his mouth, kissed Mo Xiaodie lightly on the cheek, and then trotted upstairs.
Mo Xiaodie looked at his back with a look of sympathy. It seemed that it was time to talk to Dabao and ask him to treat his father well.
Lu Chenxu knocked on the door and entered Mo Zizhong's room.
Mo Zizhong was sitting at the computer desk waiting for him.
"Dad, you are one minute late." As soon as he sat down on the chair, Mo Zizhong pointed at the time on the computer to give his father a slap in the face.
"Really? The time on my watch is just right."
He can't always be suppressed by his son, he still has to show some fatherly dignity when appropriate.
Mo Zizhong did not continue arguing with him, but changed the topic: "Dad, where did you and Uncle Li go tonight?"
It seems that Li Mingcheng was right and nothing could be hidden from his son.
So, Lu Chenxu explained what happened today to his son in detail.
After listening to this, Mo Zizhong frowned slightly, and a hint of sharpness gradually appeared on his face: "Are you saying that someone wants to take advantage of the car accident to kill Mommy?"
Lu Chenxu nodded: "That person said that the person who bribed them was Hongwei, but I don't believe it. Your mother has nothing to do with Hongwei, so it can't be hers."
Mo Zizhong raised his head and glanced at him: "But my second uncle had a dispute with my mother. Ye Lanxi was kicked out of the Lu family because of my mother. Maybe it was my second uncle?"
Lu Chenxu shook his head firmly: "No way, even if your second uncle is angry again, he will never kill your mother."
"That's impossible to say!"
"My brother, I know best. It's absolutely impossible."
"Okay, then what do you want me to help you with?" Mo Zizhong saw his father's firm face and didn't want to have a meaningless argument with him.
"Can you help me find out the surveillance of Jinhua Lane around 10pm three days ago?"
"What does dad want to do?" Mo Zizhong raised his eyebrows.
"I want to confirm whether that person is Hong Wei."
Mo Zizhong said nothing more, but turned around and typed some codes quickly on the keyboard. Five minutes later, a dim video was displayed on the computer.
Only a woman holding a big black umbrella and wearing a tight red skirt could be vaguely seen. No matter from any angle, the woman's face could not be seen. After talking to a few gangsters, the woman got into a black car.