Tangbao pursed his lips and reluctantly handed over the phone.
Mu Jianjian took it over and took a look. At this time, Feng Mo had hung up the phone. On the screen, Tangbao, Libao and her family photos popped up.
"Sugar baby, you've been playing with your phone a lot lately. Tell mom, who have you been in contact with lately?"
"I...I'm with my netizens." Tangbao muttered.
She didn't dare to reveal Feng Mo's confession, so she just made up a lie.
"Internet friend?" Mu Jianjian frowned slightly, "Sugar baby, the Internet is virtual. You don't know who the other person is through the screen, and you are still so young..."
"I am no longer young, and the other person is a child like me. He is as old as me."
Not only are they the same size, they also look the same.
Of course, sugar babies dare not say this.
Listening to Tangbao's soft mouth, Mu Jianyan, who was pretending to be angry at first, was really angry now.
She knelt down, returned the phone to Tangbao, and then said earnestly: "Tangbao, listen to your mother, the Internet is a virtual world. In this world, everyone appears with a false identity. In the false world
Under the identity, there is no truth in online interpersonal relationships, and they are always full of distrust. You think the other person is a child, but what if the other person is a liar? "
Tangbao lowered his head and looked at his toes, saying nothing.
But I silently said in my heart, "The other party is not a liar, the other party is Mo Mo."
Woo woo woo...
Because he couldn't tell the truth, the sugar baby could only swallow this grievance in his stomach.
Seeing Tangbao's aggrieved expression, Mu Jianjian knew that her words had been harsh. She sighed and gently held Tangbao in her arms, "Mom, you sounded harsh just now. I apologize to you. It's just Tangbao. You are still young, so don't
It’s easy to trust those people on the Internet, do you understand?”
The sugar baby nodded muffledly, "Yes, I understand, mom."
When she pressed the screen again, the call was hung up at some point. On the other side, Feng Mo silently held the phone, feeling some subtle emotions surge in her heart.
Dad never cared about who he contacted every day.
Sure enough, Mommy's thoughts are more delicate than Dad's.
DNA test, when will it be available...
…
On the other side, Uncle Zhou returned to his old house after chatting with Feng Yebei.
In the living room, the lights are brightly lit.
Mr. Feng sat on the sofa, holding a cane in his hand, looking at Uncle Zhou with a stern expression, "Then the boy agreed?"
"Yes." Uncle Zhou nodded slightly and said respectfully: "As you expected, the young master did not agree at first, until he mentioned that person..."
"snort!"
The old man snorted coldly, and he knew it! That boy Feng Yebei's wings were stiff, he no longer listened to him, and even opposed him at every turn.
When the old man thought about it, he became very angry and said angrily: "Just agree."
Uncle Zhou looked at the old man without wanting to speak.
"So what?"
"It's nothing," Uncle Zhou lowered his eyes, "I just think that Master Feng is no longer what he used to be, and he is not as easy to deceive as before."
"Hmph, if he is still the same Feng Yebei as before, how can he be out of my control?" Mr. Feng felt panicked when he thought of this.
Obviously there were only two of them in the living room, but Uncle Zhou was still afraid that the wall had ears and looked back to make sure no one was there before whispering: "You forgot, someone once cheated him, and he broke his limbs and threw them into an African slum.
He went there. Those slums are not a place for people. I heard that the man contracted the disease and died soon after."
The wrinkles on the old man's face have been marked by the years and cannot be smoothed out. After hearing Uncle Zhou's words, the wrinkles became even worse and he even trembled faintly.
"What? Is it possible that he can throw me, a handful of old bones, to Africa?"
"Hmph! Okay, it's been so many years, and I don't even know whether that girl is dead or alive. Since he's waiting eagerly, and if we don't take advantage of it, could it be that he's waiting for the opportunity to scheme against us?"
The old man waved his hand nonchalantly, "Since I can't find anyone, I might as well make good use of it. The eldest lady of the Bai family is not a hundred times better than that country bumpkin star doctor!?"
When I thought about it, Feng Yebei actually fell in love with an ordinary doctor, especially when he was a single mother who couldn't stand up on the stage.
She got pregnant out of wedlock, was poor and stupid, how could she be worthy of joining their family?
He would never allow such a woman to enter their Feng family!
It is even more impossible to make Feng Yebei feel better!
Don’t want to cooperate with the Bai family? It’s not up to him! Oh, so what if the wings are stiff, aren’t they still under his control in the end?
After thinking about it, the old man's face softened a lot. He stood up and said, "I'm tired. You should rest early."
"yes."
…
The next day.
When Mu Jianjian got up, she was awakened by the smell of rice. After she got up and washed up, she came out and saw busy figures in the restaurant.
"Brother He Yi, what are you doing today..."
Mu Jian looked at the breakfast on the table, it was too rich.
For those who didn’t know better, I would have thought that there were more than a dozen people in their family waiting for dinner.
"Oh, I got up early and had nothing to do after running, so I just wanted to help with something." He Yi smiled heartily, then put the plate in place, "Where's the sugar baby? Is she awake?"
"No, she goes to bed late, so I usually wake her up after cooking."
Today, He Yi made breakfast in advance, which saved her a lot of trouble.
"I'll call her." Mu Jianjian turned around and walked upstairs.
He had just taken two steps when he was stopped by He Yi.
"Simple." He Yi's affectionate eyes had already converged the moment Mu Jianyan turned around, "I may have to stay in China for a while, but it's not convenient to live here. I'm going to move out today."
Mu Jianyan groaned and nodded, "Okay, I understand."
He Yi saw that her expression was indifferent, and she didn't seem to show much reluctance to what he said, and her eyes dimmed a bit.
A sense of loss just surged up in his heart, but before this sense of loss had time to settle, he suddenly saw Mu Jianjian come back to his senses, and a faint hint of hope came to his heart.