Chu Qingwan came to deliver medicine as usual, and Mo Jingyu asked for candy after drinking as usual.
Chu Qingwan said to him: "You are exactly the same as Tiantian. If you don't know, you will think you are her brother who lives abroad."
Mo Jingyu raised his eyebrows: "Brother?"
Chu Qingwan nodded seriously.
Mo Jingyu pressed his teeth against his back teeth, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Wanwan, are you taking advantage of me?"
Chu Qingwan said seriously: "Reasonable analysis."
Mo Jingyu said smoothly: "As the saying goes, a son resembles his mother and a daughter resembles her father. They are 99% alike, so I should be her father."
As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned.
Mo Jingyu has never received warmth since he was a child. No one taught him to love, and no one told him what it means to like.
But in the past few years when he was disabled, in order to prevent him from turning into a complete monster, Lin Yu would often find ways to make him happy, one of which was to collect novel storybooks for him to read.
In those wonderful stories, Mo Jingyu groped around in a daze, but it always felt like there was a layer of clouds and mist between them.
It wasn't until he met Chu Qingwan that he seemed to suddenly have his heart and soul opened, and suddenly understood the pathos in the storybook.
He never denied his affection for her, nor did he hesitate to show it to her, but he never thought about it, that he could say such things so smoothly.
It's like...that's how it should be.
Mo Jingyu was startled by this idea for a moment, but it was only for a moment.
What worried him even more at the moment was Chu Qingwan's reaction to this joke.
Mo Jingyu seemed to be observing unintentionally, but saw her lips pursed tightly, her brows slightly furrowed, and she almost had the word "unhappy" carved on her forehead.
Mo Jingyu's heart thumped and he licked his lips unconsciously.
Is she so disgusted?
Mo Jingyu became nervous and changed the subject with some frustration: "Today's medicine is bitter than usual, have you changed the prescription?"
Chu Qingwan didn't answer.
She is in a trance.
Mo Jingyu's words made her feel congested, but it was not because of emotion, but because it aroused her longing and guilt for her three children.
She still has no memory of what happened five years ago, so she cannot answer the three little ones' questions about their father.
When she returned to Kyoto this time, she was originally investigating what happened back then, but up to now, she still had no results.
The three little ones' desire for their father became more and more obvious after they met Mo Jingyu, but she couldn't even give them an explanation.
Now that they are away from home, she did not respond to the bullying they received in Kyoto. She is truly an unqualified mother.
Chu Qingwan bit her lower lip and suddenly asked, "When will we return to Beijing? Can we set off tomorrow?"
Mo Jingyu didn't expect that she was thinking about this. He was disappointed and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief and said, "We can come back if you want."
After interrogating Liu Fengyi, the matter here has basically come to an end.
As for King Fu, he will never succumb to this setback since he has been pretending to be stupid and keeping a low profile for decades.
Liu Fengyi's testimony is useful and he can be investigated logically. However, all the evidence has been destroyed. As long as he refuses to admit it, the matter can be minimized by relying on the stupid image he has accumulated.
Mo Jingyu was too aware of the filth involved, so he had no intention of confronting him head-on.
Chu Qingwan curled her lips in surprise: "Really?"
The person in front of him was smiling, and the gloom just now disappeared. Mo Jingyu couldn't help raising his hand, lightly scratching the tip of her nose with his index finger, and said lovingly: "Really."
The action was too intimate. Chu Qingwan blinked blankly, his ears feeling a little warm.
She turned her face away uncomfortably and said quickly: "Then I'll pack my things first!"
Before he finished speaking, the person had disappeared.
Mo Jingyu shook his head and laughed.
Not long after, Lin Yu came to the study and brought Liu Fengyi's confession.