1120. Chapter 1120 The good show is finally on the stage
"No."
Before An Moran could reply, Mo Ran had already taken the initiative.
There was no birthmark on An Moran's palm at all, he was sure of this.
Even Gu Qianqian was slightly startled and shook her head after hearing Ou Zexi's words.
She didn't know that Mo Ran wasn't lying. She had forgotten many things before. She was not sure if An Moran had a birthmark on her palm...
"she has."
In a somewhat tense atmosphere, Gong Shaoming's determined voice was like a colored light that penetrated the high voltage and reached everyone's ears.
Everyone's eyes turned to him for an instant, but Ou Zexi, after hearing his determined tone, not only was he not happy, but he seemed a bit sullen.
Looking at Gong Shaoming's hand holding An Moran tightly, his eyes raised a strange light...
The top priority is to make An Moran accept his true identity. He can tolerate the rest.
"Well, it turns out I do have a small birthmark on my palm."
An Moran obediently followed Gong Shaoming's words and answered softly.
After she finished speaking, she pursed her lips and said nothing more.
There was a trace of shyness on his face.
On the other hand, Gong Shaoming's handsome face lit up with a hint of pain and happiness.
"When we first got together, she accidentally burned the palm of her hand to prevent me from working too hard to learn how to cook. The burn was so severe that a piece of the skin on her palm was peeled off."
There were no birthmarks at that time. Not only that, she also had an ugly scar on her palm. Gong Shaoming later spent a lot of effort to make her scar fade away.
From that time on, Gong Shaoming took over all the kitchen work and was determined not to let her have the chance to cook again.
A man who should be standing at the top and guiding the country has developed good cooking skills for the woman he loves.
After Gong Shaoming finished speaking, An Moran's head hung lower and lower in embarrassment, wishing he could bury it in the sand like an ostrich.
But he grabbed An Moran's hand and gently spread the palm of her left hand on the table. The place where the birthmark was originally was the new flesh that had grown out later. Although it was repaired well, it could indeed be seen that it was different from the surrounding ones. The colors are not the same.
It was night when Ou Jinyue saw An Moran, so it was normal if he couldn't tell.
"Based on just a few photos and a disappeared birthmark, you concluded that Xiao Ran is the daughter of the Qiao family?"
Mo Ran asked coldly.
Anyone who wants to slander An Moran for not being the eldest lady of the Mo family can use this kind of thing!
"I also have her DNA test report. Scientific methods can't fool anyone."
"What a joke, I have the same inspection report!"
"That's the problem."
Ou Zexi said in a cold tone, sat upright from the back of the chair, raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Ran, "Don't you think it's strange? If the DNA test reports are true, then it can only mean that the people who tested those two reports , not the same person at all!”
Ou Zexi was very sure that An Moran was the posthumous son of Qiao Wei and his wife, so who was the eldest daughter of the Mo family?!
"..."
Mo Ran's suddenly tightened eyes proved that he had thought of the key to the matter, and he frowned, "I would rather believe that the report you have is false."
"Knock knock knock——"
Just after Mo Ran finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the reception room.
Qi Mingye, who had been silent all this time, raised the corners of his evil lips, tapped his long fingers on the table, ignored Mo Ransen's cold gaze, and slightly opened his thin lips, "The show is finally here, I'm tired of waiting."
