He Wenhao's eyes shifted to Xiu'er, and he was even more shocked: "This child..."
Could it be that she gave birth?
He had long heard that Feng Shaojin had suddenly raised a child, and it was Mo Jinlan who brought it back. He Wenhao had always been skeptical about this matter.
He even asked Feng Yichen blatantly, but he didn't come to the conclusion that Feng Shaojin had an illegitimate child.
Or, it's because the matter is so important that the Feng family is hiding it.
Or, the news is fake.
Based on his understanding of Feng Shaojin, he felt that Feng Shaojin was not a man who was willing to raise children for others for no reason, and besides Mo Jinlan, there was no other woman around him in recent years.
On the contrary, some people saw that Feng Shaojin hadn't married He Jingshu for a long time, and wanted to put women beside him, but Mo Jinlan solved them all.
The outside world thinks that Feng Shaojin loves Mo Jinlan to clean himself up, but only they know the twists and turns.
But what He Wenhao never expected was that Mo Lingwei, who had finally left Yuncheng, returned to Yuncheng.
"Xiu'er is my brother-in-law's child." Mo Lingwei picked up Xiu'er and said with a faint smile, "A few years ago, I left without having time to thank Mr. He."
He Wenhao stared at Xiu'er's face for a while, seeing that Xiu'er's facial features were very similar to Mo Lingyuan's, his heart dropped.
"It's just a meager effort." He Wenhao raised his finger and pointed to the backyard: "I have reserved a wing room here, why don't we go sit down together and have a drink of tea?"
"Okay." Mo Lingwei nodded, and followed the direction directed by He Wenhao.
Looking sideways, he saw that He Wenhao was wearing a long gown, tall and thin, with steady steps, and a high-spirited expression on his brows, without the slightest trace of the depression and frustration he once had.
Mo Lingwei asked carefully: "Is everything going well with Mr. He?"
"It's okay." He Wenhao invited her into the yard, sat down at the wooden table in the middle of the yard, and ordered someone to bring snacks and tea, "Thanks to Mrs. Mo and Miss Mo, I can be considered a firm stand in the He family With the heels off, there is a place, and you can still walk like a normal person, and outsiders can't see the difference.
Great kindness and great virtue, unforgettable. "
Mo Lingwei picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into Xiu'er's hand, "It's also a fate, so you're welcome."
He Wenhao stared at Xiu'er: "Could it be that this child was brought here by Miss Mo?"
"Yes." Mo Lingwei smiled wryly, "The situation in Jincheng has changed, and you must be aware of it. Now that my brother and sister-in-law can't leave, I'm here."
"So that's it." He Wenhao smiled at Xiu'er: "Xiu'er, do you want to play with your Uncle Ninja? Uncle Ninja kicks the shuttlecock very well!"
When Ninja heard this, he took out colorful chicken feather shuttlecocks from his pocket, threw them into the air, and kicked them up, using various difficult postures, which made Xiu'er feel overwhelmed.
Renzhi waved at Xiu'er: "Young master, come and play, let me teach you, okay?"
Xiu'er was full of longing, and when she heard Ren Zhi calling him, she timidly turned her head to look at Mo Lingwei.
Mo Lingwei rubbed Xiu'er's head, looked at him encouragingly, and said with a smile: "Xiu'er, go, aunt is here, when you get tired from playing, come and find aunt."
With a slight smile on Xiu'er's cold and dull face, she slid off Mo Lingwei's lap, walked to Shinobi's side with her short legs...
Such a young boy is just at the age of being lively and active, but Xiu'er's every move seems to be particularly slow, not as clever and lively as children of the same age.
He Wenhao quickly noticed Xiu'er's strangeness, and asked uneasily, "Is Xiu'er a little shy?"