Although Mu Qian asked this, she had already rejected this possibility in her heart.
With Huo Jinxi's calm and cold temperament, what kind of woman could easily plot against him?
As she thought this, she looked up and found Mr. Huo looking at her.
"You are quite concerned about the origin of this child?" Mr. Huo asked.
Mu Qian stretched out her hand and tapped Mr. Huo's leg, "Grandpa, I don't care about this child, I care about you, the old man. I'm afraid you will worry about this matter!"
Mr. Huo raised his hand and knocked her on the head, "It's been six years since this happened. If I want to worry, I won't worry about it until now!"
"So where did this child come from?" Mu Qian asked quickly.
"Jin Xi brought it home one night six years ago." Mr. Huo said, "He said he picked it up on the road."
Mu Qian laughed out loud, "Thankfully he can say it."
Mr. Huo just looked at her with a serious and helpless expression.
Mu Qian gradually felt what was going on, and her expression froze slightly, "It can't be true, can it?"
Mr. Huo nodded.
This is indeed the case.
That night, Huo Jinxi Leng unexpectedly took a baby home and threw it to Aunt Lin, alarming the entire Huo family.
Huo Jinxi's explanation for this was: "I picked it up on the road."
The actual reason why he picked up the baby and went home was because he happened to be in a hurry to change clothes and didn't have time to send the baby to the police station. That's all.
He left the child behind, changed his clothes and hurried out, leaving the Huo family members bewildered by the child.
Firstly, this is a human life; secondly, this is inconsistent with Huo Jinxi's usual style; thirdly, Huo Jinxi only left a sentence of "picked up on the road", and no one can be sure of the ins and outs.
Before Huo Jinxi came back, the child stayed at the Huo family for a whole week.
"So this child was really picked up?" Mu Qian thought it was ridiculous, "And then Huo Jinxi adopted this child?"
"Do you think that child looks like Jin Xi?" Mr. Huo asked back.
Mu Qian nodded, "It looks like it. I didn't think so at first, but then the more I looked at it, the more I felt like it."
"At that time, the family looked at the child more and more like Jin Xi. Everyone almost believed that it was Jin Xi's child, so everyone accepted the child. Who knew that after Jin Xi came back, he still just said that the child was Jin Xi's child?
Picked up."
Mu Qian couldn't help but feel disappointed, "So the child was really just picked up?"
Mr. Huo cleared his throat, picked up the water glass and took a sip of water. Then he looked at Mu Qian and said, "Did you pick this kid up so that you are so disappointed?"
"Disappointed, very disappointed. I thought there was some good gossip..." Mu Qian sat on the sofa and suddenly thought of something, "No, if this child was picked up, why did he grow up with Huo Jinxi?"
So similar?"
"It's probably...fate." Mr. Huo sighed and said slowly.
Once you accept the setting that "Huo Qiran picked it up", this reason probably becomes the only explanation.
Mu Qian curled her lips and suddenly asked: "Then Qi Ran was born unable to speak?"
"Not really." Mr. Huo suddenly sighed heavily again, "When he was three years old, your Aunt Huo lost her temper and scared him. From then on, he lost his voice and will never speak again."
Mu Qian thought of Huo Jinxi's mother Cheng Manshu and couldn't help but sneered, "Aunt Huo's temper has indeed remained the same for many years."
But in this way, the child Huo Qiran seems to be even more distressed.
Just as Mu Qian thought of this, the doorbell suddenly rang at the door.
An ominous premonition suddenly arose in her heart. When she opened the door, she saw the distressed aphasic child standing at the door looking at her.