On the other hand, Xie Yanyu was a little impatient, as if he disliked Xie Mohuai for asking too many questions.
Yi Lingling winked at Xie Yanyu, and he calmed down, eating patiently and listening.
However, Xie Mohuai went to the kitchen, and Xie Yanyu followed him: "It's the first time Lingling comes here, don't ask so many questions, like interrogating a prisoner."
Xie Mohuai's eyes dimmed and he smiled: "Okay."
"Yan Yu, now that you have found your biological father, what is his plan?"
Xie Yanyu frowned: "Don't you like me saying this? You were very opposed to it before, saying that my biological father might be a liar."
Xie Mohuai did say this before, because he knew Xie Yanyu's life experience very well.
Now that he has a clear mind and sees everything clearly, of course he won't care about it anymore.
"Last time I was too impulsive and I couldn't accept it."
Xie Yanyu's attitude suddenly improved a lot. No matter what, his adoptive father was the principal of the town's junior high school. If the other party could send him back willingly, he would not forget the kindness of raising him.
As long as this adoptive father doesn't cause any obstacles or hold him back, anything will be fine.
"You are biological father and son and should be reunited." Xie Mohuai felt Xie Yanyu's happiness. He originally thought he would be sad, but unexpectedly he accepted the fact calmly.
"I'll ask in a few days." Xie Yanyu had long wanted to return to a wealthy family, but he was afraid that Xie Mohuai would get in his way. After all, it would give him a bad reputation and he would be scolded as ungrateful.
On Saturday, nothing happened.
On Sunday, Xie Mohuai came back from shopping for groceries and was about to make lunch, when he suddenly found the door to his room open. When he walked in, he found someone lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, and he couldn't tell who it was.
Xie Mohuai, who had expected it, walked over and opened the quilt. Sure enough, it was Yi Lingling lying on it. She was dressed well and not exposed.
"Lingling?"
Yi Lingling suddenly sat up and pointed at Xie Mohuai: "Uncle, what are you doing?"
Xie Mohuai: He didn't even move. What could he do? Is he just telling lies?
For some reason, he really wanted to call Qian Yan over and let her see how the show was going.
"Uncle, don't do this."
"Uncle, I am Lingling, Yanyu's girlfriend. How could you do this? Where is this? This is not Yanyu's room..."
Xie Mohuai thought for a while and decided to cooperate with the other party in the performance. He saw that the other party was working very hard.
"Lingling, what are you talking about?"
Seeing Xie Mohuai's panic, Yi Lingling worked even harder, and she ripped open two buttons of her clothes.
"Uncle, let me go, wuwuwu..."
With Xie Mohuai looking "panicked", Yi Lingling rushed out of the room disheveled, and bumped into Xie Yanyu who was coming back from outside. She lay in Xie Yanyu's arms and cried bitterly.
"Yan Yu...you are finally back."
Xie Mohuai: "..."
He said it as if he had done something, and he didn't like it.
Compared with Xie Mohuai's inner peace, Xie Yanyu suddenly became furious. He glared at Xie Mohuai fiercely: "Xie Mohuai, she is my girlfriend, how can you do this? If you are lonely, you can't go by yourself
Looking for a woman? It would be better for you to go whoring than to do something like this."
Xie Mohuai: Prostitution? How dirty that is. Why did he raise such a dirty son?
"Yan Yu, listen to me..." The play has ended here, of course it must continue, otherwise how could he prepare a gift for Xie Minghui?