Seeing Lu Mo outside the door, Shengge and Ji Yuting looked at each other, obviously not expecting that it was him.
Lu Mo was too wet.
He didn't want to go in and wet the carpet, so he still stood by the door, his cold eyes locked on Shengge.
Shengge didn't quite understand, but remembering what happened at Lu's house a few days ago, she asked coldly: "Why did you come here without an umbrella? Is it urgent?"
After Lu Mo adjusted his breathing, he said: "Girl, my second brother hasn't come to see you these days because he is being watched. Tomorrow is the return party, so I can only get rid of the surveillance and come here secretly."
Shengge's heart softened for a moment, and she turned to look at Ji Yuting, "Brother, bring me a thick bath towel and make some ginger soup to ward off the cold."
"good."
Armed with a thick bath towel, Lu Mo squeezed the water from his body half dry before entering the living room.
Ji Yuting went to make ginger soup, and Shengge sat on the sofa.
"Second brother, if you want to say anything, just say it."
Lu Mo nodded, he never liked beating around the bush.
"Although Qin An is my master, I don't fully trust his paternity test, so I brought this."
He took out the paper handkerchief lining the suit, which contained Lu Shaoyuan's hair.
Shengge was slightly surprised and looked at him carefully, "But second brother, it's already late at night. Even if you use your connections to send him to the hospital for testing, it won't be too late tomorrow."
Lu Mo shook his head, "I can't trust anyone else. This time, I will come in person. All you need to do is provide me with silver staining reagents and polyacrylamine gel electrophoresis."
"Okay, these two things should be available at the Ji family medical team. I'll ask Si Nian to send them over."
Lu Mo nodded and quickly lowered his head. After careful consideration, he asked: "Girl, I didn't express any opinion on the day my father had the accident. Do you...do you blame me?"
Shengge gets angry when this issue is mentioned.
God knows how helpless she felt that day, facing a group of close relatives who didn't trust her at all.
To say that I'm not angry at all would be a lie.
It’s also not in line with Shengge’s temperament.
She glared at Lu Mo coldly and arrogantly, approached him, and hit him on the shoulder moderately.
"Of course I have blamed you. I even thought about ignoring you in the future and just pretending that I don't have this brother."
Hearing what she said, Lu Mo lowered his eyes sadly, feeling extremely guilty inside.
Shengge continued: "However, now that I have called you back, I am not angry anymore. I forgive you."
Lu Mo's eyes regained their luster. He grabbed her wrist and continued to hit his chest with her fist.
"It doesn't hurt or itch you this time. It's like being scratched by a kitten. It's not enough to vent your anger. Please give me a few more strokes."
Shengge was amused and withdrew her hand, "Okay, I'm not angry anymore, really."
Lu Mo reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly remembered another thing, and his expression became serious.
"Girl, I've been taking care of dad these past few days, and I found something in his room, and there's someone in the house who's... very strange."
Shengge saw the complexity in his eyes and became serious again.
She listened quietly to Lu Mo's statement, her heart getting heavier and colder.
...
Lu Mo told her everything he had discovered in the past few days. Seeing that her expression was very bad, he quickly persuaded her.
"Girl, this is just my conjecture. It's not completely certain yet. We can't accuse him directly. You have to listen to his explanation at tomorrow's return banquet."
Shengge was not an irrational person and nodded immediately.
Knock knock——
There was a knock on the villa door again.
Shengge looked at the time and was a little surprised, "It seems like the year has passed so quickly. I just finished sending him the message, and I collected the things so quickly."
She got up and opened the door, and Lu Mo followed her.
The door opens.
The man outside the door was dressed in wet clothes again, and his chest was heaving violently. He had obviously climbed over the wall and ran in.