"At first, I didn't believe it either...... It wasn't until I got the paternity test that I had to believe in this fact. Mo Sijue raised his eyebrows slightly, and said everything calmly, "My biological mother is Chinese, and my father is the king of a country in the Middle East...... And with me. ”

"Then your mother, because your father left her, chose to abandon you?" Mo Sichun bit her lip, her little face turned crimson, she wanted to know everything about the Dao immediately.

"Shut up!" Sakura Yaruo pushed the little daughter sitting next to her, and looked up at Mo Sijue nervously, "Child, don't listen to her nonsense, there must be a reason for this, you take your time." ”

Mo Sijue's handsome face barely showed a smile, and a kind of sadness came out of his heart, "My father left my mother in a hurry because he had to deal with some important things, and at that time, I didn't know that I already had me...... My mother died in childbirth because she gave birth to me, and my uncle didn't know the actual situation of my father, and he didn't have the ability to raise me, so he put me at the door of the orphanage...... Later, when my father settled the matter and came back to pick up my mother, he learned that his mother had passed away and that he had me...... Every year, he would send people to City A to look for me, but there was no news. ”

Sakura bowed her head apologetically.

There was no news, and it was also because of her that she asked someone to secretly block all news about him, so that their father and son could recognize each other after many years.

Sin! Sin!

"It seems that God still favors you very much, and after so many years, you still have your father and son recognized." Leng Xin'er, who was sitting on the sofa in the corner, looked at him with a smile.

How similar their fates are, they are so lucky to find their roots, their relatives.

That kind of wandering and lonely mood has been filled with happiness since then.

"But how did you meet you?" Mo Sichun asked curiously, turned around with a smile, and tried his best to avoid the range that Sakura Yaruo could reach.

Mo Sie took a sip of coffee and gently put the cup on the coffee table, "My classmate who studied in the United States, he is from there, I was invited to his wedding, and I met the king at the wedding, we hit it off at first sight, and he also warmly asked me to visit his palace, and said, I am very similar to him when he was young...... Unexpectedly, the closer he talked, the more he finally became his son. ”

Leng Xin'er moved her lips, wanting to ask, is he going to return to their country in the future? Or stay here, after all, I still didn't ask.

Looking down at the glass of milk that belonged to him, he had no appetite at all.

"Toot-" The landline next to the couch rang.

Mo Sichun stood up quickly, picked up the receiver, and heard his father's voice on the other end of the phone, very anxious, "Are you all at home?" Something has gone wrong here, the dinner has been cancelled for the time being, I'll talk about it when I get back. ”

Before she could answer, the phone hung up.

"Brother, this time you're in trouble, Dad doesn't know what to do, the joke you made with him is coming back in a hurry!"

It's over.

The joke is too big, he won't be really angry with himself, right?

"Don't worry! Son. Sakura encouragement, "Your father, I won't really be angry with you!" It's too late for him to be happy when he sees you now! Shou reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

Son.

Although he is not his own flesh and blood, he has always raised him as his own son, and sometimes he even surpasses Mo Sichun, and the child he brought up single-handedly, no matter what he becomes, he is still his own son.

There is a good saying: adoptive relatives are older than biological relatives......