Mo Ling opened the cowhide bag as she spoke, and the expression on her face was intriguing: "Really?"

Although the eggshell on Song Qianqian's head is very funny now, he doesn't have the extra energy to pay attention to it at all, he reached out and removed the eye-catching eggshell.

Song Qianqian nodded, and his eyes didn't even look at the document. Now she just wants to solve the cake matter quickly.

"Then what if I say that this is Ou Yixuan's DNA!"

"You bring it to me right away. ”

Without waiting for Mo Ling to finish speaking, Song Qianqian sat up as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and reached out to snatch the document that Mo Ling had just taken out.

Mo Ling looked at her with a smile, and he knew that she would be like this.

Seeing that she saw Ou Yixuan, although she pretended to be very cold, she actually wanted to find out more than anyone else whether Ou Yixuan and Lu Zihao were related by blood, and whether they were the same person.

Seriously, though, he'd love to see the results of the test as well.

"How's it going? What are the test results?"

Because Song Qianqian was holding the document, which just blocked his face, Mo Ling couldn't see the expression on her face.

Song Qianqian took the test results, her mood at this time was extremely complicated, she hoped that Ou Yixuan was Lu Zihao, but she didn't want him to be.

If Ou Yixuan is Lu Zihao, but he is already married to Cui Yaming, what should she and her son do? But if not, then where is Lu Zihao? She has to start a long and endless wait.

The hand holding the document was shaking more and more, and her heart was panicked, panicked and overwhelmed.

Slowly, my eyes moved to the bottom of the test results, and there were a few large characters written on them, and there was no blood relationship!!

Those words were like sharp arrows that pierced her chest and pierced her heart.

Song Qianqian's heart sank suddenly, like an elevator suddenly falling from a high altitude, and her internal organs were as uncomfortable as cracking.

"How's that? shallow, what's the result?"

Seeing that she didn't react, Mo Ling reached out and took the test results, and looked at it closely, and the words in her mouth were suddenly stuck in her throat, which was very uncomfortable.

"Brother Mo, it seems that you have been busy in vain. ”

Song Qianqian forced herself to show a wry smile, and for some reason, her heart suddenly seemed to be relaxed again.

Maybe she knew that Ou Yixuan was not Lu Zihao, so she didn't have to be so embarrassed, so helpless, and so nervous every time she saw him, and she didn't have to worry that he was Cui Yaming's husband, and how should their relationship be handled......

Mo Ling smashed the test results and threw them into the trash, sighed deeply and said, "Okay, then I will be at ease." ”

He looked at Song Qianqian, and his heart was mixed, "Qianqian, will you blame me?"

Song Qianqian shook his head, with a surprised face: "Why should I blame you? You are my eldest brother and Zihao's good brother, I know that you are doing this for my good, I am not a fool, I must understand your good intentions." ”

Mo Ling shook his head, the expression on his face was a little painful, "But I blame myself, if we don't do this DNA, maybe we still have a glimmer of hope in our hearts, but now it seems that we ......"

"Brother Mo, don't you do this, we still have to be confident, five years have passed, we haven't survived like this, believe me, Zihao will definitely come back." ”

Song Qianqian grabbed Mo Ling's hand, and her translucent eyes were full of determination. She has always believed that Lu Zihao is still alive in this world, and for so many years, she has always relied on this belief to support her life.

Mo Ling smiled bitterly, "Shallow, my eldest brother is not competent at all, I originally wanted to surprise you, but now it's good, but I want you to comfort me." ”

Song Qianqian smiled, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a strange look: "Brother Mo, we are friends, but also brothers and sisters, don't say polite words in the future." Otherwise, I'm going to be angry. ”

Mo Ling nodded, looking at Song Qianqian and smiling slightly.

The number of people on the street gradually increased, and the morning turmoil seemed to pass slowly, as if it had never happened.

Song Qianqian gave Master Wang a few days off, and closed the door of the store, since everyone has already said, let her close the store for a few days first, avoid the limelight, and continue to open in a few days. Then she will be obedient and close the store for a few days, anyway, she is a little tired, and she can go to the hospital to accompany Ye Xiaodi while she is free these days.

Tsui's Group

In the president's office on the top floor, there was silence in the room, and Cui Lao sat on a massage chair, holding a cigar in his mouth and looking out the window.

The man with glasses stood to his left, whispering what Elder Cui had arranged for him yesterday.

"In this way, the test results in Mo Ling's hands now are fake. ”

Cui Lao clamped the cigar between his two fingers, the whole person lay back, pressed the first button next to his right hand, and there was a buzzing sound on the massage chair, he moved his body and accurately lay down on the place where he massaged his waist.

The man with glasses nodded, with a respectful face: "Yes, Mr. Cui, the doctor who is with Song Yunfei, his wife works in the subordinate unit of our Cui Group, when I found him, he didn't know what to do politely before he explained his intention." ”

Cui Lao took a puff of the cigar and waited for the aroma of the cigar to remain in his mouth for a few seconds before he opened his mouth and exhaled deeply. As the saying goes, money can make the devil grind! What's more, human nature is greedy.

"Very well, well done, I will reward you well. But I hope no one else knows about it, you know what I mean?"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Cui, I understand. ”

The man in glasses bent over and nodded hurriedly.

"By the way, what's going on with the cake incident?"

Cui Lao gave the glasses man a look, and the glasses man immediately understood, bent down to pick up the remote control on the table, and turned on the hundred-inch LCD TV hanging on the wall.

I pressed a few channels and stopped at the one that was broadcasting the noon news.

The TV was playing the picture of Song Qianqian's eggs being thrown, and Cui Lao had a smug look on his face. Five years ago, Lu Zihao rejected his daughter because of this woman, and five years later, he was going to deliberately embarrass Song Qianqian in front of Lu Zihao.

Suddenly, his eyes turned cold, Lu Zihao, no, how could Ou Yixuan be in Song Qianqian's shop.

In the news, Ou Yixuan was blocking Song Qianqian with his coat, and hugged her tightly in his arms, as if he was protecting his extremely important person.

"Why is Ou Yixuan there?"

The man with glasses was startled, dragged the glasses on the bridge of his nose and quickly explained: "Mr. Cui, I don't know, I'll send someone to investigate immediately?"

"No need, what about Vice President Cui?"

Cui Lao waved his hand impatiently, this morning, he didn't see his daughter, and last night, she and Ou Yixuan didn't go home.

"I called Vice President Cui just now, she is still in the hotel, maybe she was drunk last night, and she is still resting. ”

Cui Lao shook his head, this kid always makes him uneasy.

His current body is not as good as before, if he leaves one day, he really doesn't worry about handing over his daughter to Ou Yixuan.

"Mr. Cui, do you want to call Vice President Cui?"

"Forget it, let her sleep. ”

"Is that the cake incident all there?"

The man with glasses looked at Cui Lao and asked softly.

"Forget it, how is it possible, you go to the reporters who have taken our money again, and ask them to do their best to make this matter bigger, the bigger the better. ”

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Cui Lao's eyes, Ou Yixuan likes to go to Song Qianqian so much, then he will let Song Qianqian not even have room to turn over this time.

Lu Zihao, five years ago, you worked against me, and five years later, I will work against you.

Cui Lao raised the remaining half of the cigar in his hand, and the man with glasses immediately understood, reached out and took the cigar and put it in the marble ashtray on the side.

Cui Lao closed his eyes, raised his legs, and placed them on the mahogany chair beside him.

"Mr. Cui, then you rest first, and I'll go out first. ”

Cui Lao didn't speak, just waved his hand.

The man with glasses turned up the temperature of the air conditioner a little, bent over and gently opened the door and walked out.

Song Qianqian walked on the street with a bag on his back, and there were still egg liquid residues on his clothes and head.

When Mo Ling left just now, she said with a disgusted face that she should hurry up, take a good bath, don't think about anything, and sleep comfortably. When I woke up the next day, it was another sunny and beautiful day.

She came to the store in a hurry in the morning, and it wasn't until just now that she remembered that her car was limited today, so she could only park her car on the side of the road outside the store.

Originally, she wanted to take the bus, but after thinking about it, she still didn't want to attract attention.

Looking up, God favored a taxi in front of her, and waited for the guests to get off before she bent down and sat in the car.

"Miss, where are you going?"

The driver looked back at her, and his eyes immediately became a little stunned.

"Excuse me, I'll go to the Jinjing community, thank you. ”

Song Qianqian understood that the driver had seen the stains on her body, but she didn't care.

Sitting in the car, she collapsed like a lifeless rag doll, her hands hanging at her sides, and her eyes were empty and terrifying.

Now she doesn't have to pretend to be strong, and she doesn't have to force a smile. Now she can be her truest self.

Some people say that the so-called maturity is when you should be crying, but you choose to smile without saying a word.

But who can know how much price and pain should be paid behind the so-called maturity.

In the past five years, some people have been praising her for being mature and becoming more and more sensible in front of Song Qianqian, but a few people will know how many times she cried in the dead of night holding Lu Zihao's photo, and a few people know how much she longed for Lu Zihao to suddenly appear when she was sad and sad, and hugged her into her arms as before, comforting her softly.

She didn't want her parents to worry, she didn't want her friends to worry, and she didn't want to be an unbrave mother in front of her son.