【618 With a son like this, what more could a mother ask for】
Xiaoyu was furious, stood up, snatched the cups from the hands of the two people, glared at them and yelled at each other, "It's just a discussion, and the strategy is lonely. It's just an ordinary meeting of game friends, drinking coffee, chatting and eating.
Isn’t that great? It actually cost me tens of millions of dollars in business. It’s all money, your sister! This is the real no, zuo, no, die, okay?”
The two looked at each other, but their eyes were unified again -----
How meaningless would such an ordinary encounter be to them?
Ozawa's heart -------
Mommy, tomorrow I will take you to count how much money I have earned over the years and Mo Yu’s total capital. Otherwise, you will think that our family is very poor and that our millions are just a drop in the bucket, okay...
Seeing through the young master's heart---------
Will you save money for your family? Do you think of yourself as the hostess?
Well, I'm very pleased.
"Whose idea was it to have an appointment here at the mansion?" Xiaoyu asked again, "Why did you choose to have an appointment here?"
Then he turned to Nangong Tou, "Since you only received a brief message from Ozawa and were not sure of the time, why were you able to come early?"
"After investigating these days, I found that this is the intersection of all suspicious places, so I guessed that this is the location of their black terror center. Coupled with the legends and investigations here, most of those crazy people are actually related to their black terror research.
Drugs are related, so we sent people to detect it in advance and found that the tombstone in the mansion was related to the Brando family, so we confirmed the direction here."
After Nangong Tuo finished speaking, Xiaoyu suddenly remembered that the beginning of the surname on the tombstone he had found in the mansion was indeed related to Black Brando's surname.
"As for being able to clearly understand the time and place..." Ozawa said, jumped down, walked to Xiaoyu, pulled out a rough-looking cross from her pocket, and handed it to her.
, "Actually, it's because of this."
"This?" Xiaoyu frowned, picked it up and looked at it.
This was the amulet that the driver casually gave to her. She put it into her pocket without even taking a closer look. Could it be that there was another mystery behind it?
"This is a sensor. The location where Mommy appears will be automatically transmitted to the Nangong family's location monitoring computer. This is something I made out of boredom in City A some time ago. I wasn't very skilled at that time, but it was taken over by Nangong.
I found that it was a material that could be made and could be given some advice, so I took it away. I didn't care. I didn't want to, but he made improvements and added automatic tracking, alarming, and monitoring programs. I was also counting down the time.
When I saw the edge of the cross exposed in Mommy's pocket, I was sure that Master Nangong would definitely follow, so he confidently delayed time with Brando to help them defuse the bomb."
Ozawa said, turning back and smiling at Nangong Tou.
Nangong Tou nodded and touched his head.
The movements are very skillful and the postures are very intimate.
They have known each other for many years, and have been together for many years. The surging sense of immediate vision of the resurgence of various father-son blood relationships fills every angle in the car...
This is a perfect plan.
This requires no communication at all, just a few hints and baits to achieve perfect coordination.
Brother Ze and Master Tou are so witty that they have no friends and can only be friends with each other.
After asking all these questions, Miss Yu felt that the topic had come to an end. Seeing that the car had arrived in front of Nangong German Villa, without saying anything, she ordered the car to stop, grabbed Ozawa, and was about to jump out -----
"Miss Yan."
After being stopped safely, Mr. Tou ordered the car door to be locked, raised his long legs slightly, squinted his handsome eyes, looked at her and asked word by word, "Now, it's time to discuss our problems, isn't it?
"
"What...what's the problem?" Ji Ji stuttered again, "There is...no problem...between us...and I want to thank you...for saving me...and my son...ah... no! That...
...Don't get me wrong, he is my son...not...yours...it has nothing to do with you...he is...five and a half years old this year, at that time..."
Miss Yan, because of her panic, was already a little incoherent.
So Tou Shao took out a few pieces of paper from the back of the car, handed them to her, and asked, "So, can you explain what this is about?"
The little fish lowered his head to see -----
That is a DNA identification certificate.
The appraisers are obviously Tou Shao and Ozawa.
At the very end, one of the English letters is very eye-catching------
match.
Match.
…***……**…
…***……***…
Match...
How to explain?
How to explain?
"You...you...are fake..." She couldn't control it and continued to stutter. Miss Yan felt that she was already Brando No. 2. "And...I don't believe it...this must be what you did for
It was deliberately made to lie to me...and my son...he is five years old..."
Before she even said half a word, the second pile of information was thrown in front of her.
Xiaoyu looked down and was shocked------
This is exactly the hospital information she left behind when she delivered Ozawa in the United States!
The time, place, and birth record above are all clearly recorded!
It can no longer be hidden!
However, Xiaoyu didn't understand... Ozawa's birth record in the hospital, just in case, had been completely destroyed by him. Later, he deliberately used FBI privileges to check all the hospital files, and made sure that even the electronic files were deleted.
I feel relieved...
Now...how could it appear in Nangong Tou's hands?
She doesn't understand!
Don't understand at all!
"In the birth record, you gave birth to an Asian baby boy in this hospital. It is recorded that all parts of the body functioned well. The time when you gave birth to the baby boy was exactly nine months after the explosion, after you survived.
"Nangong Tou continued with a firm tone, his eyes always looking at him with a slight look at him.
"That...that's not him, that's..."
Xiaoyu hurriedly explained and wanted to defend, but Nangong Toujing continued, "I found the pregnant woman who lived in the same ward with you at that time. Because she is not Asian, her memory is very clear. The first time you saw this baby, she
Call him Ze, name him Xiaoze. When she asks you about your meaning, you tell her that it is a choice and a choice."
This sentence made Xiaoyu speechless.
Xiaoyu couldn't have imagined that he destroyed all the information and neglected the pregnant woman who was in the same room with him at the time and didn't speak a total of ten sentences.
Perhaps, this is fate.
Otherwise, how could she have done so and still be found out by Nangong Tou?
Xiaoyu pursed her lips, lowered her head, and waited for a long time before answering and admitting, "Yes, his name is Xiaoze, and he is the child I gave birth to. It was the explosion, and with misunderstanding and resentment towards you,
The child born with Anger, his real age this year should be nearly five years old... It’s just that he was born precocious, grew up quickly, and was tall. Maybe it’s because of your Nangong family, maybe it’s because of my Jian family
The reason is that whether he learns words, moves, or does anything, he is much earlier than others. It is not an exaggeration to call him several times the average child..."
"Why did you change his age?" he asked, his voice quiet, "Is it just to prevent me from recognizing you and him by going to all this trouble?"
"..."
Xiaoyu was silent and didn't answer.
No one could explain the misunderstanding back then. She had killed so many people and caused such a massacre. Whether it was hatred or something else, she would be shameless in this life and did not want to return to Nangong.
Now, maybe he will be angry, maybe he will get angry, but Xiaoyu doesn't know how to explain it.
Nangong Tou didn't say anything.
But not angry.
He just raised his hand, touched her head, whispered, and sighed, "Fool..."
Xiaoyu looked up in shock, but what he didn't expect to see was the guilt and guilt on his face.
To this day, he still feels that it was his shame and his fault that he didn't protect her well back then.
"Doing this does not represent my hatred. I have other meanings." Xiaoyu answered, his voice soft and slow, "Don't blame anyone for what happened five years ago. It was my fault...
…Who made me a member of Jane’s family…”
"No." Nangong Toutou looked at her seriously, and then said with some finality and command, "You are mine, you have always been."
Xiaoyu wanted to refute, complain, and refuse...
Then, looking at Nangong Tou's eyes and Ozawa's expression, she suddenly couldn't say a word.
What right does she have to refuse the recognition of a father and son?
After all, this child Ozawa is sensible and has always been sensible. Otherwise, when he knew the truth so early, he would not say anything to protect her and to accommodate this ignorant mother.
Now, Nangong Tou has never been called daddy...
She sighed, raised her hands, admitted and surrendered, "Okay, I admit, Ozawa is your child. I just changed Ozawa's age to prevent this day from happening, to confuse the public and make you confused.
, it’s that simple.”
Then, he apologized to Ozawa, "I'm sorry, Ozawa, I have lied to you for so many years. If you blame Mommy, just blame it. This is Mommy's fault, and Mommy must be responsible for her lies over the past five years."
.”
"Mommy did this to protect Zhuangzhuang." Ozawa said clearly, as mature as an adult, "I don't blame you, Mommy."
Needless to say, I have already guessed her original purpose, and she is indeed Ozawa.
Xiaoyu nodded and pinched her face. He was not only happy for Zhuangzhuang and Yaya, but also happy for himself.
With a son like this, what more could a mother ask for?
"What's going on with those two DNA reports?" Xiaoyu remembered something, turned around and asked Nangong Tou, "The two of them cannot be related to you by blood..."
"Fake." Mr. Tou spoke directly. As he spoke, he picked up the birth file information on the table and said, "This is also fake."