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Shen Congran gasped, after replying to the call, he hung up.

When Shen Congran woke up from his sleep the next morning, he didn't expect that Shi Yao would already be up and about in the kitchen. When he saw Shen Congran, he turned his head and smiled gently, telling Shen Congran to come over quickly for breakfast.

It had been a long time since Shen Congran had felt this kind of warmth, ever since he moved out of the Shen Family and didn't need a servant to take care of him. He wanted to hug Shi Yao from behind, but his actions suddenly stopped and turned into a light smile as he nodded, the relationship between the two of them had no choice but to maintain this kind of friendship.

Shen Congran knew more than anyone else that once they crossed that line, they would probably not even be able to choose to be friends anymore. They would only be strangers, and with Shi Yao's personality, she would probably never approach Shen Congran again.

After eating breakfast, Shen Congran sent Shi Yao to the company. When he got off the car, he was wearing a medical mask, worried that someone else would see through him with a glance before him. If there was someone inside, that person might have used up all of his mental energy to kidnap him.

"Miss Shi, may I ask if you are not feeling well with that mask on?" The man beside Shi Yao asked.

"Hmm, my face was hurt by the fire. It's not good to see people in fear of scaring them." Shi Yao looked at the man beside him and purposely spoke with his voice tight: "Listening to my current voice, I've long since burnt out from the fire. If I were to speak now, I would find it hard to listen to."

"How pitiful. From the looks of it, Miss Shi, your hand is definitely no older than 25 years old. At this age, you're a good age to be in love and ready to get married. How did you end up like this …?" "But don't worry. As your supervisor, I will take good care of you in the future and won't make things difficult for you."

Shi Yao bowed and nodded: "Thank you."

The next step was still very long, and many things would happen afterwards. Even Shi Yao had estimated that it would definitely not be light, so what exactly would the smoke wave that would slowly rise over time be like?

Shen Congran drove the group to the kindergarten. The group was very curious about the amusement park, and kept asking questions.

If it was anyone else, they would probably not have the patience to give the little fellow a reply, but for Shen Congran, he was always full of patience. It was as if answering a thousand more questions would not affect Shen Congran's mood at all.

Just at that moment, the car behind suddenly backed up, and with a sound, Shen Congran stopped the car and unbuckled his seat belt.

He did not expect that he would run into Mo Jintu on the wrong path.

Mo Jintu's expression was always cold and detached, and even when he saw Shen Congran, there wasn't the slightest bit of emotion in his eyes. "I didn't expect to meet you here, is this fate, or have you been observing me from behind my back the entire time?"

"If you want to be a follower of the President Mo, shouldn't you be more like one?" Shen Congran maintained the smile on his face: "I really never thought that the two of us could meet in such a manner, one after another."

"Yes, I didn't think about the identity of my enemy at that time. I thought that, no matter what, we would be lifelong friends."

Shen Congran took in a deep breath, unable to understand why Mo Jintu had to be so determined to not let go of what had happened all those years ago.

At that time, when Shen Qingqing kidnapped Tang Ziying, it was all because of helplessness. If not for the fact that she really liked Mo Jintu and refused to let go even for some stupid thing, she probably wouldn't be where she was now.

However, Mo Jintu didn't seem to be the type of person to appreciate favors on this matter, he still had that indifferent expression on his face.

"Get out of your way."

"President Mo probably forgot, now that you are the one who crashed into my car, I need to ask for reasonable compensation from the police." Shen Congran walked to the back of the carriage and looked at his beloved car's injuries, "It's not looking good, you'll probably have to repair this carriage with me."

Shen Congran could already see the unhappy expression on Mo Jintu's face, but it did not change as he looked at Mo Jintu with a smile that was not a smile.

Just at this time, the group walked over from the car, and looked at the man who was pulling Shen Congran's hand with hostility, and took a few steps back.

Then, he made a face at Mo Jintu.

Mo Jintu was startled, then he suddenly felt that the child beside Shen Congran looked somewhat similar to him when he was young, but Mo Jintu was not sure if it was an illusion. It was because of the illusion that he felt this strange feeling.

"Whose child is this?"

"Mine."

Looking at Mo Jintu's arrogant appearance, the regiment leader curled his lips and tightly grabbed onto the corner of Shen Congran's clothes: "Uncle, you can tell that this person isn't a good person. Is he trying to bully us?

"It's alright. You go back to the car first. Uncle promises you that he'll settle this matter soon, okay?"

Looking at Mo Jintu's face, the ball of light hesitated for a moment before obediently nodding and taking two steps back. There was still hesitation in its eyes, and it looked as if it was baring its teeth at Mo Jintu like an angry puppy.

Shen Congran looked at the ball of leaves, and then repeated the words he had just said.

The group nodded, then looked at Mo Jintu who shouted "Big Scoundrel" before running back to the car.

Mo Jintu frowned, looking at the figure of the ball of hair, not only did he feel that the ball of hair looked somewhat similar to him, at the same time, he also felt that the ball of hair looked similar to Shi Yao, especially those eyes, which were red like Shi Yao's eyes.

Mo Jintu originally did not plan to waste his time with Shen Congran, but when he thought about the group of people's faces, he could not help but ask.

"Whose child is that?"

"My family, didn't you hear him call me uncle? The child of Mo Jintu's Shen Family shouldn't have anything to do with you! Especially since we are now in such an awkward and hostile relationship, I really don't know what to say to that. "

Mo Jintu frowned: "Right now, you don't have to hide anything from me, right? There's no benefit in doing this to you at all. I think a smart person like you probably don't like doing meaningless things."

"What kind of answer would you like me to give you? President Mo, you just need to say it. I'll see if I can deceive you for a bit to satisfy your feelings. "

Shen Congran was still smiling the same gentle smile, it was just that for a moment, Mo Jintu felt like his heart was blocked even more.

Mo Jintu took out his purse, and directly wrote a cheque and gave it to Shen Congran.

"I think it should be able to compensate you for the loss of this car. I hope you don't have to pester me like a mad dog from now on. It probably won't be beneficial to either of us."

After saying that, Mo Jintu nodded and smiled at the face before leaving.

Shen Congran took a deep breath. He truly did not understand what was going on. The relationship between the two was no longer as simple as estrangement.

Shen Congran opened the door and got on the car, the ball of energy had already been fastened up and was sitting on the front seat, hesitating as he looked at Shen Congran, he could not help but cough lightly.

"Is that uncle my father? I heard from my mom that you and dad were friends, and then we had a big fight over some small things. Is it that guy? "

Shen Congran also didn't know how to respond. In the end, he simply didn't nod his head or even shake it, and didn't even give any sort of answer to the other party's words.

The ball of regret twitched its mouth, and looked extremely pitiful. Shen Congran wanted to raise his hand to rub the ball of regret, but the ball of regret dodged him.

"If uncle doesn't speak, then that person should be father. Uncle, do you really hate father? Do you not wish for father to be able to recognize mother?"

"No, it's just that this is not the time for you to meet."

The eyes of the group lit up. "Is that person father?" "It's great, I've met father. When can mother meet father?"

Shen Congran looked at the ball and took a deep breath. He really didn't think that the little guy would actually try to trick him into saying something like that.

However, looking at how happy the group of people were to know that they had just met their father, Shen Congran's heart started to soften. He did not care that the things that happened between him and Mo Jintu could at most be considered a personal grudge, he shouldn't be involved in this mess.

When Mo Jintu's car drove into the company, he was a little at a loss along the way. His mind was filled with a bunch of people and Shi Yao's figures, as if they really could merge together.

Just then, the secretary walked into the house, knocked on the door, and brought Mo Jintu back to reality.

"President Mo, Boss Fang said that he wants to meet you."

"That I don't have the time right now."

"But Boss Fang said that she wanted to see you to talk about something very important. Are you sure you don't want to see her?"

Mo Jintu impatiently furrowed his brows, "In the end, it's me who paid you to marry that Fang Junting. Even if I said I wouldn't see you, how long are you going to keep saying these words to me?"

The secretary quickly lowered his head and apologized. Mo Jintu took a deep breath and waved it off.

If Shen Congran had not met the child beside Shen Congran today, Mo Jintu would not have been so confused about this matter. Now that he thought about the other party's face, his mind was in a mess, and he did not even have a way to think clearly.

It was called Uncle Shen Congran, but according to Mo Jintu's knowledge, the other person really didn't have any relatives or a sister that was that close to him. The only sister that could give birth to a nephew was still in prison, looking like it wouldn't be easy to get out of it in a short period of time.

The more he thought about it, the more confused Mo Jintu became. He was filled with confusion regarding the things that happened afterwards, he bit his lower lip, thought about it and picked up the phone on the table, his fingers quickly pressing a few keys.

"I have something I need your private investigator for. Sorry for the trouble."