Zhu Wuwu held back his voice but didn't hold back his tears, raised his eyes to the pair of dark pupils, and said in a choked voice, "I...... Wonder...... When did you find out?"

Her eyes were beautiful, and the eyes washed by tears became clearer and clearer, and the crystal tears condensed on her eyelashes, suppressing the sparkle under her eyes.

Mo Sihan's heart was very involved, and he looked at her with pity, tenderness, and distress in his eyes.

He was extremely disgusted with physiological excrement, whether sweat or tears.

At this moment, his cleanliness seemed to be cured.

Mo Sihan couldn't help but reach out and touch the coldness on her face.

Zhu Wuwu stubbornly turned his head, with a faint bitterness on the corner of his mouth.

Mo Sihan was stunned for a moment, withdrew the empty hand, and said in a calm tone, "Probably not long after Grandpa's death."

"Do you know when I found out?" Zhu Wuwu snorted, trying his best to endure the pain.

Mo Sihan hummed and moved his lips: "After you escaped from the mental hospital, you went to Lizhen. Later, your mother, who had been missing for many years, went to Lizhen to look for you."

What Mo Sihan couldn't say was that in the past few years, he had almost searched all the places he could think of in order to find her.

Zhu Wuwu was surprised that he knew everything.

There was a layer of sadness in her eyes: it turned out that she was the last person to know everything.

Counting the past, she is obviously not a member of the Zhu family, but she married Mo Sihan by mistake.

Zhu Wuwu's mind suddenly remembered many people: the grandfather Zhu who loved her couldn't take care of her, and he couldn't rest assured that she was dying; and Old Man Mo knows her identity, but still treats her as his own; There is also a grandmother who doesn't care about her past suspicions, and when she is dying, she also handed over the people she loved during her lifetime (Mo Sihan and Xiaoqingtuan) to her.

Grandma's kind voice kept echoing in her head: Don't worry, if that person is you, grandma believes that you can take care of them, even if grandma asks you.

Wrong, all wrong.

A person cannot change his birth, he cannot choose his parents, he cannot deny the blood that flows in his body.

When there are some things that cannot be done, the only way to do it is to accept fate.

The corners of Zhu Wuwu's eyes were dyed with a layer of mist, the corners of her eyes were very sour, and her nose was also very sore, so sour that she almost couldn't bear it.

Mo Sihan sighed, and said in an unhurried voice, "It's not your fault. Although for a while, I was angry with you, and I did a lot of wrong things to you. But now, I am relieved and beg to be able to get your forgiveness."

Zhu Wuwu looked up at the man in front of him and looked up, "Really?"

She didn't seem to quite believe that he was relieved.

Mo Sihan bowed his head: "Grandma has a saying that is right, you gave birth to a little youth group for me, no matter how much merit is worth it."

The significance of Xiaoqingtuan and Mo Sihan cannot be described in words, and the anger on his body was worn off bit by bit in the process of accompanying Xiaoqingtuan.

At a certain stage of his life, the family affection that was missing because of fragmentation was found in the body of the Youth League.

As much as Mo Sihan hated that woman, he loved Xiaoqingtuan.

The most ridiculous thing is that Xiaoqingtuan's body still has a quarter of the woman's blood flowing on her body,

In this life, sometimes you have to believe in fate, and some things are destined.

Someone hurts you, someone heals you, someone takes revenge, someone repays kindness, everything has a fixed number, all are reincarnation.

The colic in Zhu Wuwu's heart did not stop, and his voice trembled slightly: "Can you tell me about them?"

The truth that should come will come sooner or later.

Escaping can't solve the problem, but facing the truth is the only way to do it.

Mo Sihan walked to the bookshelf, took out a few photo albums, and then sat down beside Zhu Wuwu.

The first album records the appearance of Mo Sihan's parents when they were young, as well as the happy picture of the family loving each other.

Zhu Wuwu saw Mo Sihan's appearance when he was a child in the photo: it turned out that he was also a boy who loved to laugh

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Looking at Mo Sihan, who is not smiling now, I wish you no worries and an inexplicable distress.

Maybe she never thought that what caused him to be what he is now would actually have her share.

She has always regarded herself as a victim, but she did not expect that she was also an abuser indirectly.

The photo turned page after page, and it is not difficult to see that Mo Sihan's parents once fell in love with each other.

Someone once said that love and cough can't be hidden, even if you cover your mouth and nose, love will still come out of your eyes.

But when I think of their later endings, these loving pasts are all ironic.

Mo Sihan closed the photo album and said in a flat voice: "My dad is a poor student, and my mom is a famous daughter. The marriage of a wealthy daughter and a poor boy may have been destined to be a tragedy from the beginning."

Men are afraid of getting into the wrong business, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man, the old saying is true.

"He's my dad, but I'm going to speak ill of him. He was lustful and unkind, and my mother wouldn't have suffered so much if it weren't for him."

Regarding Huang Yaowen, Zhu Wuwu has heard people mention him: the golden phoenix that flew out of the mountain nest, successfully entered the Mo family and became the son-in-law of the Mo family, with a romantic nature, lingering in flowers and so on. As for the cause of death, the relevant news found on the Internet said that he died of sudden cardiac death.

There was no superfluous expression on Mo Sihan's face, and he hummed a few words with his nose: "I think you also know that he died of sudden cardiac death, but what outsiders don't know is that he died in his lover's bed."

Lover? Could it be Mom?

Zhu Wuwu's pupils were shocked, and it would make her feel guilty even if she was alive to breathe.

"Of course, with the old man's public relations ability, such a scandal will naturally not be reported for a word." The corners of Mo Sihan's lips curled upwards in a vague arc.

Zhu Wuwu cautiously opened his mouth and asked, "Can you tell me, how did my mother know your father?"

Different people may come to different conclusions about the same thing.

For this, I wish you no worries.

Mo Sihan's face turned cold, and there was a hint of disdain in his tone: "Your mother may be the first group of people to eat crabs."

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"Mrs. Howe's crash course, sister-in-law of the king...... You've heard of that, right?" Mo Sihan's eyebrows were stained with a layer of coldness, and his voice hardened coldly, "According to the information I investigated, your mother met LURA soon after she came to Jincheng, and after she came out of the training class, she packaged herself as a tasteful and attractive woman. She frequented high-end establishments, and in a short period of time she met two well-to-do men."

"You should have guessed that one is Zhu Zaiyang, and the other is my dad. What I want to say is that Zhu Zaiyang already had a fiancée at that time, and my dad was a married man."

These words fell into Zhu Wuwu's ears like a thorn in it, and she almost couldn't even lift her head.

How she wished that the woman in his mouth was not her mother, but the truth was often harsh and cruel.

Mo Sihan added: "At that time, your mother already had you in her belly, and she must have been in a hurry to find her next home, with the intention of nothing more than to find a backstabber.

If it is a normal woman, she will generally choose to go to the hospital to have the child killed at this time.

The reason why her mother didn't want to beat it was because she considered that the child in her belly was the blood of the Lin family, and it might be useful to her in the future.

Her mother is really not an ordinary woman, her scheming and means are very comparable.

It's not an exaggeration to say that her mother is a high-class green.

Zhu Wuwu's lips were white and dry, and she felt that her whole body was not good: "What happened later?"

"Of course it's a lot of trouble. However, because the relationship between your mother and my father was in an ambiguous stage at that time, there was no substantive cheating, and your mother was full of acting skills and pretended to be innocent in front of my mother, so my mother forgave her."

Mo Wenwan has been well protected since she was a child, she is a simple person, and she is naturally not Weng Xiaomei's opponent.

Zhu Wuwu's eyes narrowed: he said this part of it was not much different from what her mother told her.

Mo Sihan took in the subtle expressions on her face, lips

Corner hook: "Don't be too happy, this is only the first half of the episode, and there is still the second half of the episode."

Zhu Wuwu closed his eyes in pain and sighed secretly: how good it would be if things ended here!

Seeing her ugly face and painful expression, Mo Sihan's heart ached.

"Are you going to keep listening?"

Zhu Wuwu took a deep breath: "I'm fine, you can say it."

"I don't need to say what happened next, you should know about it." Mo Sihan didn't say it, because he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to digest it for a while.

Zhu Wuwu insisted: "No, I want to hear it."

Mo Sihan was only halfway through the next episode, and an irrepressible low sobbing voice overflowed from Zhu Wuwu's throat, and she trembled and said intermittently, "Yes...... I'm sorry!"

She cried so sadly, as if she was the one who had done something wrong.

Mo Sihan's heart hurt fiercely, and he reached out to hold her in his arms: "It's okay, it's all over."

On the sofa, Zhu Wuwu's head rested on his shoulder and sobbed softly, everything around him seemed to be still, except for the crying, breathing, and the sound of each other's heartbeats.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!" Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

The two woke up in an instant and quickly separated, as if it wasn't the two of them who were huddled together just now.

Immediately afterwards, Steward Gu's deep voice came: "Young Master, the little master is crying and looking for you."

Zhu Wuwu lowered his eyes: "Can you let me stay by myself?"

"Okay." Mo Sihan got up, "I'll go with the Little Youth League."

When the door is closed,

Zhu Wuwu shed tears, flipped through the photo album, and felt depressed and complicated.

In later photos, Mo Sihan almost never smiled as a teenager.

Zhu Wuwu remembered what his grandfather said: Due to family changes, Si Han sat on the position of president at a young age. At that time, Si Han had to deal with old fritters who were dozens of years older than him all day long, and he was always vigilant to prevent the Mo family from falling into the hands of others.

In addition, he has to take care of his mother, who is mentally disturbed, and the second elder who is sick.

Those days were undoubtedly the darkest time in his life.

It seemed to be heard in my ears again, on the night of drunkenness, Mo Sihan cried like a woman's low sob, so fragile, helpless, and sad like a child.

Zhu Wuwu covered his face with his hands and cried in pain: "What should I do? What should I do?"

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