"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 his 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.