Chapter 275： Isn't she your favorite woman

Chapter 275 Isn't She Your Favorite Woman?

"Jing Teng, I..."

Xiao Wenqing didn't know how to explain it, but Mo Jingteng wanted to settle the old accounts with her.

"Don't you tell me, are you?"

On the back of Mo Jingteng's hand holding the fruit knife, the blue veins burst and he lost his patience. The sharp tip of the knife ran across Xiao Wenqing's face that had changed because of fear. This time, she didn't make that sharp scream, and she fainted. Died in the past.

A blood stain suddenly appeared on her face. Mo Zixuan was shocked when he saw it. He instinctively stepped forward and grabbed Mo Jingteng, and quaked, "Dad, calm down, my mother has passed out. You are now It's useless to kill her."

"Go away!"

Mo Jingteng glanced over Mo Zixuan coldly, not knowing whether it was frightened or angered by him. His tall body took two steps back before he could stabilize his figure.

Mo Jingteng did not stop because of this, brandishing the knife and scribbling on Xiao Wenqing's face. He didn't throw the knife until he finished writing a word, and let Asen and Acheng beside him drag her down.

Mo Zixuan looks silly!

When Mo Jingteng's cold gaze fixed on him, he felt as if he was being stared at by a cruel lion, and a layer of bone-eroded cold appeared on his back. He straightened his back subconsciously and shouted uneasyly: " dad!"

Mo Jingteng did not speak, but looked at him coldly.

Time, one minute and one second, makes people feel long.

The atmosphere is suffocatingly stagnant.

Mo Zixuan's heart sank a little in Mo Jingteng's eyes, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, his legs just supported his body instinctively, without any feeling.

I don’t know how long it took, Mo Jingteng finally opened his mouth, his voice without a hint of temperature, cold as a knife, and pierced Mo Zixuan’s heart: "Tomorrow, follow me to the hospital for a DNA paternity test."

"Dad!"

Mo Zixuan took two steps back in disbelief, almost falling to the ground.

His face is as snowy, in his heart, he can't tell whether it is pain or sorrow.

His father even asked him to do a paternity test, because his mother was outside, and he even denied it as a son.

"Your mother is not affair outside for a day or two days, nor is it a year or two. If she doesn't explain clearly, you can go to the hospital with me to medically identify our relationship."

Mo Jingteng finished speaking, Ah Sen and Ah Cheng had already returned, reported to him, and dragged Xiao Wenqing into the utility room at the back, where someone was watching her.

Mo Jingteng glanced sharply at Mo Zixuan, and took Ah Sen and Ah Cheng directly upstairs.

In the quiet living room, Mo Zixuan stood alone in front of the sofa, his brain seemed to be filled with paste, unable to think at all, just standing there stupidly, thinking of nothing in his heart.

*

In the suburbs of a European-style villa, in the master bedroom on the second floor, the dim light filled the master bedroom with a scent of love. After some lingering, she fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Xiuchen was not drowsy. He gazed softly at the sleeping person beside him for a long time. When the phone rang and vibrated, he squinted, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and took the phone to the study to answer.

"Hey!"

The voice overflowing with thin lips, with the coldness and coldness of the late autumn season, although the caller is a relative who gave him life, in his eyes, there is really not much family affection at all.

Sitting on the small sofa in the study, he lit a cigarette and took a heavy sip. The smoke ring he exhaled obscured his handsome facial features, only those deep eyes that looked like a pool, and the deep darkness that couldn't be seen. .

"Xiuchen, are you asleep?"

On the other end of the phone, Mo Jingteng’s voice came through the airwaves, with a depressed mood of three points, two points of apology, and one point of unnatural interruption late at night.

Now, it’s half past eleven. He should actually make this call tomorrow.

However, he couldn't wait for tomorrow. When he scratched Xiao Wenqing's face and was not sure whether Mo Zixuan was his biological son, the only relative was Mo Xiuchen.

This person has suffered from childhood, escaped several times, and has been living in Xiao Wenqing's vicious conspiracy. However, his biological father does not care about him.

To say something unpleasant, if Mo Xiuchen was a little stupid, weaker, or even if there were no three brothers like Gu Kai, Tan Mu, and Luo Haofeng around him, he might not live today.

And those painful growth experiences are all thanks to his biological father, even if he gives him the group, he can’t make up for the injuries he suffered.

It is a miracle that Mo Xiuchen can still be so normal.

"what's up?"

The moment he saw the call, the gentle warmth between Mo Xiuchen's eyebrows faded like a tide, leaving only the slightest coldness. He couldn't do it to Mo Jingteng, like other fathers and sons.

He has seen Gu Kai’s admiration for his father, Luo Haofeng’s scorn when facing his father, and Tan Mu’s cold face when facing his father.

But no matter what kind of way they get along, they all have father and son affection.

He faced Mo Jingteng, and some of them were just full of coldness. Frozen three feet is not a cold, and it is even more difficult to break the ice.

"Xiu Chen, I have already returned, Xiao Wenqing was locked into the utility room by me, and tomorrow, I will take Zixuan to the hospital for a paternity test."

A few days ago, Mo Xiuchen called him. He said that he had his own opinion and would come back to deal with it within a week.

Mo Xiuchen knew at the time that what he guessed was correct.

Mo Jingteng really had been suspicious a long time ago, so he went to'tourism' alone, saying it was a tour, but he was afraid that he would go to collect evidence.

There was a slight stunned under his eyes, and soon he recovered from the coldness and coldness. He couldn't help but ridicule, "Why are you willing to move Xiao Wenqing, isn't she your favorite woman?"

At the beginning, he ruined a happy family for Xiao Wenqing, not to mention, he also killed his mother...

Now, he actually told him that he had locked up Xiao Wenqing and wanted to take Mo Zixuan for a paternity test. Mo Xiuchen not only found it funny, but also felt very sad.

Hearing his ridicule, Mo Jingteng was silent for a few seconds before speaking again, and the apology in his tone became stronger, "Xiuchen, I'm sorry, at the beginning, I was blind to..."

"You don’t have to tell me these things. If you want to apologize, you can apologize to my mom when you see her. You owe her."

Mo Jingteng didn't finish speaking, but was interrupted sharply by Mo Xiuchen.

The strength of his holding the phone continued to increase due to anger. The cigarette between his fingers broke in two at some unknown time and fell into the ashtray on the coffee table.

The last thing he needs is an apology!

"Repair the dust!"

Mo Jingteng did not dare to say those apologetic words again.

just called Mo Xiuchen's name with difficulty, hoping that he, for the sake of their father and son, forgive him.

(End of this chapter)