Take care of a stiff, look at the son so sharp eyes, although young, but the child's eyes are very penetrating, inside the cold people dare not look directly.

She pondered a little and said softly, "son, this is an adult's business, and I want mommy to come by herself."

"That's why he upset you." Mo Mo said: "I guess right."

"Son." Gu Hao was surprised, "you are still young, some things you do not understand."

"I understand everything." Mo Mo said: "you are not willing to take me to see him, because he is not good enough."

Gu Hao was startled again and looked at his son in amazement. "How can you think so?"

"Mommy, can you be real? Don't feel embarrassed. Am I right? "

Gu Hao was helpless. Facing her son's sharp eyes, she could only answer truthfully: "I'm sorry, mummy didn't deal with it well. It's me who handled this matter badly."

Gu Xiaomo looked at Gu Hao for a long time and then said, "is it true that I want to see him and make mummy embarrassed?"

Take good care of a Leng, eyeground glances a wipe of apology: "baby, Mommy tells you so, I can't be together with him."

Ink and ink a Zheng: "other people's quality is not good, right?"

Gu Hao shook his head: "he is your father, not bad character, but I and he have strong personality, we are not suitable together."

"I see." Mo nodded and stretched out his hand: "Mommy, let's go to dinner."

"Good."

Mother and son came out.

Outside, Xiao Zhu, Chi Jingxi and he Jingting are all looking at their mother and son. No one talks, just looks at them like this.

Gu Hao pulled his lips and said, "sorry, have a meal."

Chi Jingxi glances at Gu Hao, a little worried.

Take a seat and have dinner with them.

He Jingting's eyes stare at Gu Hao, and his sight falls sharply on Gu Hao's neck. There is an obvious mark, red and purple. You can see what it is.

He Jingting was stunned and his eyes were deep.

He quietly put vegetables to Gu Hao: "eat quickly, not hungry?"

"Thank you." Gu Hao saw a table full of vegetables, very rich, six dishes and a soup, the weight is very sufficient.

Xiaozhu also noticed the wrong atmosphere, looked at her sister, a little worried.

Gu Hao has been eating with his head down.

The atmosphere of the meal was silent.

After dinner, Mo Mo pulled he Jingting into his room.

He Jingting looked at the little guy's posture and asked with a smile, "go ahead, what do you want me to do?"

Mo Mo first looked at him, staring at his eyes, asked: "uncle he can keep secret?"

"Yes." He Jingting said with a smile, "who am I? You don't know?"

"Well, I'll believe you this time." Ink and ink way: "I want to paste stool on a website, you teach me, how to black in, OK?"

He Jingting a Zheng, eyes light a pick, way: "child, I'm afraid this is a bit difficult."

"You will." Mo Mo said directly: "I know uncle he has this ability."

"Boy, don't put a high hat on me. I'm not as good as you think."

"You're so good." Mo looked at he Jingting: "if you don't help me, I'll ask someone else to help me. At that time, we are far away from each other. Don't rely on me for being ungrateful. I'm the first person to think of is he uncle you."

He Jingting looks at the little guy lazily. Don't guess, the child also knows something.

He went to Mo Mo's bed, sat down, looked at him and said, "who do you want black?"

"Wind Yi Chen." Mo Mo road.

"Do you know him?" He Jingting said.

"Yes, I know him." Mo Mo said: "the man who provided the other half of the gene is him. He is my father."

He Jingting was surprised. Although he guessed that Mo Mo knew the news, he Jingting was still very surprised to hear him say so.

Especially when the child said that Feng Yi Chen was his father.

For the first time, he felt the strangeness of consanguinity. Even if he didn't recognize each other, he had a bold and upright manner.

That's his father.

"So you don't have to worry about my breaking the law. I was also a child of several years old. I just wanted to give my mother a voice." Mo Mo way: "you help me or do not help me?"

The child is straightforward.

He Jingting looked at his innocent face, laughed and said, "so you think that even if your father's company website is hacked, you won't be prosecuted."

"Yes." Ink little head, "I think so."

"You know, you are so black, he must have known your existence." He Jingting road."I wanted him to know." Mo Mo said: "I'm five years old. He doesn't know. If I don't fight, no one will pay attention to me."

"Looking for a sense of presence?"

"I think so."

He Jingting listened to the child say so. He took a long breath, reached out and kneaded his hair and said, "OK, I'll teach you."

"Thank you, uncle he." Mo Mo said: "if my mother really does not look up to me, I will approve my mother to marry you."

He Jingting was stunned and Chuchi was happy. "Are you betraying your mother?"

"Uncle he, don't pretend to me." Ink has been seen for a long time. "In fact, I know how you feel. You just like my mommy, otherwise you won't always come to my house to eat and live."

"Er!" He Jingting laughs bigger, in the heart exclamation this child is too clever, anything can see: "you think too much."

"Don't deny it." Mo directly opened his mind: "if you don't admit it, I won't help you."

"Boy, what's the use in my own eyes? Your mother's heart is not on me." He Jingting sighed. If he had a good mind on him, he would have said it directly.

However, every time, after the trial, they were taken care of and sent back directly.

He Jingting knows very well that Gu Hao doesn't have that kind of mind to him.

Lang is affectionate, but sister has no intention.

This is difficult to do. He doesn't want to force others into difficulties. In the end, a gentleman should not do this.

Ink wrinkled a small face, way: "that you work hard."

"I want to work hard, too." He Jingting regretfully said, "the fire can't arrive."

"Indeed." The little guy agreed with this: "my mother's mind is not on you at all now, and it's useless for you to try hard. Then you can continue to pretend like this. I won't expose you."

"Stinky boy." He Jingting rubbed his hair: "come on, I'll teach you how to paste stool. Are you sure you want to paste stool?"

"Well!" Ink and ink seriously nodded and said, "but also the kind of steaming."