An Ruchu was slightly stunned, with crystal tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and looked at Mo Chen in a daze, with some vague emotions rolling in her eyes.

"An An. When Mo Chen saw her expression, he was a little flustered, and explained: "An An, I need to know. ”

"Need to know?" An Ruchu suddenly woke up at this moment, her face changed suddenly, as if the person who was fragile and crying just now was not her, but now she had changed into a cold and indifferent appearance, and a smile on the corner of her lips was sarcastic, "As the father of the child, you don't even know? Are you embarrassed to ask me?"

"An An......" Mo Chen frowned, he didn't know how she changed her face so quickly, she was fine, he thought that she was finally willing to let go of those misunderstandings, and opened her heart to tell him, who knew that when she mentioned this problem, it was like touching her scales.

He also knew why she was so sensitive, as the father of the child did not know about such a thing, for her, it was already a kind of irony, or rather, a kind of distrust.

That's why she reacts so much and cares so much.

"Are you doubting or what?" An Ruchu looked at him coldly, his elegant face was dyed with frost and snow, and every trace of breath was cold, "If you don't want to admit it, no one can force you, but I am even more happy." ”

Mo Chen frowned in distress, "An An, you know I didn't mean that"

"How do I know what you mean?" An Ruchu hugged his arms and sneered.

Mo Chen pursed his lips, calmed down, and continued: "An An, I hope we can really have a good talk. I'll admit it's ridiculous that I don't know about this kind of thing, but I really don't, and you certainly do. It's not that I don't recognize Momo, but now that I know that Momo makes our children, then I should know the truth even more. ”

An Ruchu's face turned slightly pale, he turned his head, and his tone was still resistant, "I don't want to mention the previous things anymore, since you have already determined that Momo is your son, then the previous things are useless." ”

"An An" Mo Chen was anxious for a while, and roared out, "What happened at that time, why didn't you just refuse to tell me?"

An Ruchu covered his eyes with his hands and said tiredly: "I don't want to say, if you want to know, go back and think about it yourself, what did you do on that Qixi Festival six years ago." ”

"Qixi Festival?" Mo Chen was stunned, and vaguely noticed something unusual, "It's the day of Qixi Festival?"

An Ruchu has lost patience, "The words have come to this, I have said everything I should say, you go out"

Originally, this kind of thing was a kind of distrust and grievance for her, and when he asked like this, she was already very worthy of not beating him out, and now she also gave him a hint, which is already considered benevolent.

Perhaps, others will think that she is hypocritical, she has already said half of it, why not make it clear.

However, if your husband didn't believe that the child was his from the beginning, and later recognized him with an appraisal report, and then chased after him to ask when he was pregnant, wouldn't he feel humiliated to be suspected?

Mo Chen looked at An Ruchu with complicated eyes, and at this time she already knew that it was impossible to ask anything more, but since she had already given a hint, it was not completely fruitless.

"In that case, I'll go first. He pursed his lips, and before leaving, he suddenly turned around, "An An, I don't doubt you, Momo is our child, I firmly believe"

With that, he strode out the door without a word of superfluity.

Listening to him go out and close the door, An Ruchu turned around, let out a long breath, and sat down on the bed.

Sleepless nights.

Mo Chen spent the whole night thinking about what he did on the night of Qixi six years ago, and why he didn't have any impression at all.

Due to the long time of the times, after thinking about it for a night, Mo Chen didn't think of anything, and he got up in the morning when it was gray.

After washing, he naturally went to An Ruchu's house, he wanted to go to see her, pushed the door, but locked it and couldn't get in.

Mo Chen sighed, turned to Momo's room, and looked at the bedside for a long time before he reluctantly kissed Momo's forehead, went out of the room, and went to prepare breakfast.

Get everything ready, just half past seven in the morning.

Mo Chen looked at An Ruchu's door, there was no movement, probably still sleeping. He thought about it, but gave up waiting for her and went straight to work.

The first thing I did when I went to the company was to call Rong Xiang.

The phone rang for a long time, Rong Xiang answered, his voice was confused, probably he didn't wake up, "Hey, who still doesn't let people sleep so early in the morning"

Mo Chen's tone was cold, "It's me, hurry up and come over to my office to give you fifteen minutes"

"Ahh

"In a minute, I'll transfer you to Africa. Mo Chen finished his words coldly and hung up the phone.

During the time he was waiting for Rong Xiang, Mo Chen began to flip through the previous itinerary, but it had been too long, and he didn't find it here.

Six years ago, his personal secretary general was Qin Feng, and these things should have been arranged by him, but now that Qin Feng is no longer in the company, these trips can't be found.

And Qin Feng has disappeared since he was fired, and it is not easy for him to find Qin Feng in a short time.

In this way, the clue to this matter is broken, and the only thing that can be relied on is probably Rong Xiang, he may remember something.

Mo Chen pushed aside the pile of papers on the table with some irritability, pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache, and thought about what happened that day.

The past time is like a butterfly, fluttering in the long river of memories, too many fragments come masked, he stretched out his hand, but he couldn't grasp anything, he couldn't find anything.

Obviously, he has always remembered so well, and he remembers the things of his childhood clearly, but the events of that day, he seems to have never experienced it, and he has no memory at all.

All the memories are as if they have only taken away that day.

Mo Chen held his head irritably, crouched on the desk and pondered, the ground had already been thrown into a mess by him.

When Rong Xiang came in a hurry, he saw such a scene, if he hadn't seen Mo Chen still there, he would almost have thought that he had been robbed.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you in such a hurry?" Rong Xiang didn't even brush his teeth, his face was not washed, his chicken-like hair was comparable to that of Kill Matt, and the clothes on his body were also casual, and the buttons were up and down, and he was in a hurry.

Mo Chen raised his head when he heard the voice, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked tired, he looked at Rong Xiang, and opened his mouth in a hoarse and low voice, "Rong Xiang, six years ago Qixi Festival, did anything happen?"

"Qixi six years ago?" Rong Xiang's eyes widened instantly when he heard this, "Big brother, you called me over early in the morning just to ask me about this moldy thing?"

Mo Chen glanced at him unhappily, Rong Xiang touched his nose, and smiled sneeringly, "That, hehe, big brother, don't get excited, I'll just talk about it casually." ”

"Less nonsense. Mo Chen glanced at him coldly, "Say"

Rong Xiang rubbed his chin, "It's been so long since six years ago, where do I remember it so clearly, and it's Tanabata, I can't tell which beauty I'm spending time with, how do I know what you did?"

"Huh?" Mo Chen's face sank, and an eye knife flew over.

Rong Xiang pouted, "Okay, let me think about it first, it's been so long, who can remember it all at once, anyway, big brother, why did you think of this so suddenly?"

"If you want to, you think. Mo Chen was in a very unhappy mood today, and his face was gloomy and about to drip water.

Rong Xiang rolled his eyes, although he was reluctant, but he didn't dare to disobey, sat down on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, and reminisced, and muttered: "Let me think about it, six years ago, Qixi Festival...... Well, Tanabata is a special day, but it's nothing special for you, big brother, so it's normal that you don't remember. ”

Mo Chen narrowed his eyes, overflowing with a hint of danger.

Rong Xiang pretended not to see it, touched his chin, and continued: "Well, there is a special day that is better to recall, I seemed to spend last year's Qixi Festival with a young model of mixed Chinese and French blood, the year before last, it seems to be with a Korean singer...... The year before last, I don't want to think about it, ah I remember, the year before last, I was talking about life ideals with a domestic Internet celebrity, and you were caught working overtime before you entered the topic......"

Listening to Rong Xiang counting those flowery deeds, Mo Chen's face could no longer be described as difficult, it was simply about to turn black into carbon.

"Rong wants to pick the key point, I have no interest in your love history," Mo Chen gritted his teeth.

Rong Xiang smiled, "Big brother, you don't understand, I'm going to think about it step by step, and I slowly remember." Oh I just said that I went to France with a girlfriend five years ago, so six years ago...... Six years ago......"

At the critical moment, he suddenly stopped, bit his lip, and said nothing.

"How was it six years ago?" Mo Chen was about to lose patience, Huo Ran stood up and slammed the table.

Rong Xiang was taken aback, touched his heart, and said, "Big brother, don't worry, I seem to have thought of a little, but ......"

"But what?" Mo Chen's eyes swelled with excitement, and his eyes stared at Rong Xiang burningly.

Rong Xiang's eyes were a little strange, and his expression was evasive, "Don't be angry when I say it, you and your sister-in-law seemed to have a quarrel that day, and you were in a bad mood, and then you went to drink, and then ......"

"Then what?" Mo Chen looked nervous, but somehow in his heart, a picture gradually surfaced, as if he vaguely grasped some key.

Rong Xiang glanced at him with a subtle expression, and whispered: "You drank too much that night, and then, you opened a room with a third-tier star who didn't know where to come from...... Went to that......"

Mo Chen was stunned, "How can it be ......?"

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