Mo Nianhua's sentence Xuan is not the kid surnamed Han. Mo Wushuang is like a slap in the face, in fact, her father knows everything, and she can't hide it if she wants to.

"No, it's not surnamed Han, he's my Mo Wushuang's son," Mo Wushuang's face was stubborn, looking at Mo Nianhua's face as if he were at home.

Mo Wushuang's answer, Mo Nianhua knew that he had guessed. He was so angry that his face turned blue, his daughter was really not ordinary capable, she raised her son alone for three years, and she hid it so well. Not only is the child well hidden, but this child is also the species of the Han family that he dislikes the most.

Mo Nianhua had to admit that it was providence that made people, when he thought of Han Zinian's face, Mo Nianhua had an indescribable anger. It seems that both father and son are the same, both of them are eels using the means of inferiority. At least, that's what it seems to Mornian, and he's already defined for them.

"It's really not that kid from the Han family. Mo Nianhua asked Mo Wushuang with a dark face, Mo Wushuang was still calm on the surface, and his heart was already overturned. Looking at her father's terrible face, she knew something was wrong.

"No, it has nothing to do with him," Mo Wushuang still insisted like this, it was really for the sake of a dead duck's hard mouth.

"Then who cares about it. Mo Nianhua was holding on to this question, and he didn't give Mo Wushuang any room for quibbling. Mo Nianhua knew that this daughter was spoiled by himself, and what he did now really made him fall through his glasses.

"Dad,,, don't force me," Mo Wushuang was coerced by Mo Nianhua, and used coquettish and cheating methods.

"Forcing you. I was deceived by you, deceived for three years, and said that I forced you. Wushuang, it's useless for you to be coquettish, you have to make this matter clear," Mo Nianhua was really angry, moved his real character, and his face was dark.

Mo Wushuang rarely added such a darkness to her father, she could only pretend not to see her father's expression.

Mo Wushuang was questioned again and again by Mo Nianhua, but she chose to be silent, and it really confirmed the statement that silence is golden.

Mo Nianhua knew that Mo Wushuang didn't know anything now, so he took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Han Mingchao.

"Give me the phone number of the kid surnamed Han, I'll go find him now,"

"Dad, what the hell do you want to do. I told you that it has nothing to do with him, Mo Zixuan is my Mo Wushuang's son, and it has nothing to do with others," Mo Wushuang looked at her father excitedly, she didn't want Han Mingchao to know that she had given birth to a child.

"Your own business. Your own son. Mo Nianhua looked at Mo Wushuang with a serious look on his face in disbelief, and Mo Wushuang faced his father's eyes without flinching.

At this time, Mo Wushuang was stubborn and serious.

"Yes, it's my business alone," Mo Wushuang remained uncompromising, his eyes full of stubbornness.

Mo Nianhua looked at Mo Wushuang like this, and he really couldn't cry or laugh. How did Mo Zixuan become her son. Mo Nianhua had to admit that his daughter was a classic.

Mo Nianhua picked up Mo Zixuan's photo and handed it to Mo Wushuang, "Look for yourself, Zixuan's eyebrows are the shadow of the kid surnamed Han, but you said that it has nothing to do with him, who will believe your words,"

"Believe it or not is your business, anyway, I said it has nothing to do with it, you don't have to worry about my affairs in the future," Mo Wushuang said with a stubborn face, she felt that she had the right to handle her private life.

"Wushuang, you talk to your father like this. Let me leave your business alone. Mo Nianhua looked at Mo Wushuang with a serious face, and there was anger in his eyes.

"Yes, don't worry about it, I don't care what kind of holiday you have with the Han family, but please don't blame me for all the grievances. I have my own life, I'm not interested in knowing everything you had at the beginning, I just want to live our life with Zixuan, even if you are my father, please learn to respect me," Mo Wushuang said with a serious face, with a cold expression in his words.

Mo Wushuang vaguely felt that the Mo family and the Han family had a lot of entanglements, but he didn't want to get involved.

Mo Nianhua fell into contemplation because of Mo Wushuang's words. Yes, the Mo family and the Han family have a lot of entanglements, can these entanglements really leave them as children.

Similarly, Mo Wushuang's few words about me don't care about my affairs really chilled Mo Nianhua's heart. It seems that his daughter has always deliberately kept a distance from him, so there are things that he only found out about three years after she gave birth to her son.

Mo Nianhua was so angry because of Mo Wushuang's words that people were trembling. However, he tried his best to control his emotions.

"Wushuang, your future affairs, Dad will never ask again, you can go back to Paris, we don't care about each other's affairs in the future," Mo Nianhua looked at Mo Wushuang, and after thinking for a long time, such words burst out from the corners of his mouth.

After Mo Nianhua's words came out, Mo Wushuang knew that his words just now were serious. She wanted to say sorry to her father, but many words choked up in her throat.

"Uncle, that's not what you mean, you know her character," John sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, so he tried his best to help Mo Wushuang play the round, he knew that Mo Nianhua was angry.

However, John also thought that what Mo Wushuang said just now was a bit impulsive.

"John, I'm not angry, my daughter is older, I can't control her anymore, and I can't talk about her. I don't even know that she gave birth to a child, and she still thinks I'm nosy, and it seems that I'm too old to control her. Go back to Paris, it's really out of sight," Mo Nianhua looked out of the window, and loneliness drifted through his eyes at this time.

"Mo, you say sorry to your uncle, look at your personality, now your uncle is angry," John was still playing hard, but nothing went wrong. Mo Wushuang still stood there very stubbornly, and his body never moved a little.

After a long time, Mo Wushuang said to John: "I'll go upstairs to pack my luggage, since I'm not welcome here, I'll go back to Paris immediately, I think Zixuan, you can stay here if you like,"

After Mo Wushuang finished speaking, he went upstairs with a slump.

Mo Nianhua sat on the sofa, so angry that he was about to break out. Just now, he was also angry, and he didn't expect that the stubborn Mo Wushuang was really going to Paris.

"Uncle, I don't think it's a joke, don't mind," John was still trying to explain, and Mo Nianhua knew that the stubborn daughter was not angry, and would really go to Paris immediately.

After a while, Mo Wushuang pulled the trolley box down, glanced at his father and John, and walked out of the house.