Chen Motong was sitting on a bench in the church. It was only early autumn, but she felt as if she had been transported into an ice cave.
"I was chosen by the Gattuso family..." She subconsciously played with her hair. Chen Motong was not a flower vase. Her innate talent made her extremely sensitive and thought of some bad things.
There was something unclear in Gullweger's eyes. As the former matron of the Gattuso family, she knew very well the extremely low limits of the Gattuso family and the importance they placed on outstanding heirs.
In her opinion, it is completely reasonable for the Gattuso family to find a fiancée for Caesar, just like she did with Pompeii.
"But I didn't know Caesar at all before I came here, and I didn't fall in love with her because of the Gattuso family." Chen Motong said categorically.
But Ander shook his head. In an unscientific world, love is like clay, which can be reshaped and changed in ten thousand ways.
"You may think that I think you are a woman who has ulterior motives for getting in touch with Caesar." Ander tapped his fingers on the table in an unexplained rhythm. "But Miss Chen Motong, have you ever thought that your love was actually caused by someone else?"
Manipulative?"
"What do you mean?" Chen Motong rubbed a strand of hair irritably. "I love him, there is absolutely no lie."
"Don't be so sure." Ender stopped tapping his fingers. "You have to know, as far as I know, there are hundreds of ways to make two strangers fall in love, especially if the two people have different hardware conditions.
under poor circumstances.
This is especially true for mixed-race people. That kid in the psychological counseling room, Toyama Masashi, can give people psychological hints.
Let alone falling in love with a handsome guy or a beautiful woman, it’s no problem if you fall in love with a pig or a dog.”
Ander leaned closer and stared into Chen Motong's eyes with his yellow vertical pupils: "Tell me now, are you still sure that your love is completely false?"
Of course Chen Motong knew about Masashi Toyama, a psychological counselor who used hypnosis and was responsible for counseling students with psychological problems or deleting the memories of irrelevant people.
If memories can be rewritten, then what is impossible about your own feelings.
"I don't understand." Chen Motong was like a helpless little girl at this time. "What's the benefit of this... I mean, what does the Gattuso family want in me? Can I shoot a gun, race a car, or drink?"
"
Chen Motong didn't understand why the Gattuso family chose her. No matter how she looked at it, she didn't seem to be a good candidate for a family matron. She would only cause chaos to a family like Gattuso.
"The Gattuso family does not need a mistress." Gurweger spoke. She looked at Chen Motong as she looked at herself back then: "In other words, the Gattuso family only needs you to be able to give birth. You
The bloodline itself is what they value."
Nuonuo was silent. This answer had been hidden in her heart until Gullweger ruthlessly broke it.
"That's right." Ender nodded. "You don't think your father gave birth to so many children just out of boredom. That's what those mixed-race families are like. They keep interbreeding and mixing, and in the end the bloodline becomes stronger and stronger."
"This is really..." Chen Motong put down his hand, and his arms drooped down feebly:
"I always thought I was a human being, but it turns out I am just a sow giving birth to cubs.
Even if you get to Kassel, you can't run away."
Gurweger gently hugged Chen Motong and glared at Ander angrily. Sometimes being too straightforward can hurt people.
She gently stroked Chen Motong's head. This girl was very strong, or in other words, very stubborn. Tears rolled in her eyes several times, but they never fell, leaving only a low sob.
"Okay, this is the first thing." Ender clapped his hands and motioned for the two people opposite to look over. "As for how to solve it, you should discuss it with Caesar yourself. I will not get involved in your affairs."
"Mr. Ander" Gurweig was a little angry: "Don't you ever know how to read the atmosphere?"
"Oh, please forgive me, but in my opinion this is just a trivial matter." With that said, Ender took out a folder: "Actually, what comes next is the serious matter."
Chen Motong pursed her lips and stared at the folder that Ander took out. A trace of pain flashed in her eyes. She took a few breaths and then said: "Tell me, Mr. Ander, I can bear it." There was a hint of pain in her tone.
It's a bit decisive.
"Don't be nervous, Miss Chen Motong." Ande waved his hand to calm her down: "This matter is a small matter for you, but it is still relatively important to me."
"I adopted a child before, well, in theory it's an adoption." Ander touched his chin, looking like he was going to have a long speech.
"She is a girl with ruby-like eyes and rose-colored hair. Due to some reasons, she cannot go out, but don't worry, her illness will be cured soon, and she can get to know you then..."
"I think we should get straight to the point," Gurweig emphasized. She knew how nagging Ander was: "Nono needs some time to recover."
"Okay, okay," Ender reluctantly compromised: "In short, the child looks very similar to you, so I secretly did a paternity test for you two. What do you think?"
Chen Motong hummed in a low voice, and she replied without thinking: "It's another 'work' of my father. I have another sister, ha."
"No, no, no," Ender pulled out a stack of reports from his document bag: "Actually, you two can only be considered distant relatives through your paternal line, but according to the results of the mitochondrial gene test, your mother is the same person."
Chen Motong took the appraisal report, looked at the results written in bold font at the end of the report, and raised his head to stare at Ander.
"What's that girl's name?" Chen Motong gently touched the page of the report, feeling that this child seemed to be another self in the world. Somehow, an inexplicable emotion suddenly surged up, like envy, or perhaps
It's jealousy.
"Lu Li, she is a good child. Although she is a little rebellious when she grows up, she is still a good child in general.
But what I want to ask is..."
"You want to ask where my mother is?" Chen Motong interrupted Ande. "You care about her very much. I can see that you also care about her feelings."
Ender frowned: "I hate it when others interrupt me. It makes me feel bad."
"It doesn't matter, I'm already in a bad mood anyway." Chen Motong didn't care. She recovered quickly. The little witch from the past seemed to be back again.
"Actually, Mr. Ande." Chen Motong sat up straight: "My mother is not a real mother. According to my father, I am a test-tube baby."
"So in his eyes, my mother is a tool responsible for pregnancy, so if you want to know who my real mother is, you have to go find him."
Chen Motong did not hide his disgust at all, and Ande could see more from his expression.
"You want me to have a conflict with the Chen family?" Ander asked, "Have you ever thought that this might lead to something worse?"
Chen Motong showed a smile, like a witch brewing poison.
"Nothing can be worse than now, Mr. Ender, if you can, remember to punch him a few more times, preferably to break that self-righteous face."