"Oh, that Chu Yan got pregnant somewhere. My uncle had no choice. He didn't dare to expose the family scandal, so he had to give her to me, and then he changed her name to Yan Ning."
Mo Wei's heart froze. She didn't even know her mother's real name. How could her mother, such a gentle and kind-hearted woman, have...
"That woman is simply a disgrace to our Chu family. This place is so unlucky..." Chu Jingmao was still cursing endlessly.
"Shut up!" Mo Wei growled at him, her sharp eyes seeming to cut him into pieces.
Chu Jingmao trembled subconsciously and couldn't help but feel chills running down his spine. He looked at the portrait of Chu Yan behind her again and swallowed.
Chu Jingmao and Chu Yan's looks are somewhat similar, and Chu Jiaoping's looks are inherited from hers, so at first glance they are somewhat similar to Chu Yan...
I don’t know if it’s his misunderstanding, but he always feels that the girl in front of him is so strange and has nothing to do with his Ping’er.
Could it be that...she was possessed by Chu Yan's innocent soul?
He couldn't help but shudder, looking at her with a fierce look, his voice was trembling: "Weier, daddy has something to do, so he has to leave first. After you finish reading, you should go back to your room. Daddy ordered someone to bring the food to you."
Bring it over."
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked out quickly without looking back. Mo Wei looked at his hurried back, clenched her fists and muttered in a low voice: "Anyone who insults my mother, I want him to die."
Whole corpse."
She slowly sat in front of the bed and inserted her fingers into her hair, feeling a headache.
"Can you still be obedient? Come back so early and have enough fun?"
As soon as the teasing voice fell, Wen Ruyu appeared in front of her.
Mo Wei had a sullen face and remained silent.
Wen Ruyu looked around, gently raised the corners of her lips, and said, "Is this your boudoir?" He leaned down and his voice became hoarse, "I saw your boudoir, but you didn't react at all?"
He gently lifted her chin, and he saw a line of tears overflowing from her eyes. With the swaying of the candlelight, they were as crystal clear as gems.
Wen Ruyu panicked. He still rarely saw Mo Wei shed tears. What could have made her so sad?
He frowned, took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and gave it to her, saying in a deep voice: "Is it for him again?"
Mo Wei opened his hand that held out the handkerchief, blinked her eyes, looked away, and wiped it on her face haphazardly, with a lonely look in her dark eyes.
Wen Ruyu pressed her slightly trembling shoulders with both hands, and there was a hint of anger in her eyes: "Who bullied you?"
Mo Wei frowned and said, "I don't want you to worry about it, just get out."
Wen Ruyu frowned. She was always like this, hiding her thoughts and saying nothing, treating him as an outsider.
He stared seriously at her slightly red eyes and said: "If you don't tell me, I will send someone to monitor your every move for twelve hours. I am doing it for your own good, lest you do anything ridiculous again." p>
Mo Wei was silent, not in the mood to argue with him, her eyes were a little vacant, as if she was in a daze.
Wen Ruyu slowly stood up, sighed softly, and prepared to leave.
"Wen Ruyu." Mo Wei suddenly called him out.
Wen Ruyu paused and calmed down.
"My father is not Chu Jingmao." Mo Wei's tone was very calm, and she suddenly mocked, "I don't know whose child I am..."
Wen Ruyu was silent for a moment, looking at her hanging head, and wanted to reach out to comfort her, but paused in the air, and wanted to wipe away the tears on her face with her hands.
After hesitating a few times, he just patted her back gently.
