Young Master Mo has a long way to pursue his wife

Chapter 911 She is not our little wish at all!

Chapter 911 She is not our little wish at all!
Listening to what the girl said, Ning Zitong kept wiping away tears.

Thinking of how hard her own daughter had been through the past 18 years, her heart felt as if it was on fire.

It hurt her more than when she had angina.

Mu Jingheng frowned, and raised his wise eyes.

"Then why did you keep refusing to go home after you found out? But you secretly contacted Ah Tong?"

"I dare not go home, and I have no way to face brother Xi..."

The girl lowered her head slowly as she spoke.

"I know that Brother Xi is married to a girl named Yan Xinxin and has a child. That girl is very beautiful, and Brother Xi loves her very much, and now I..."

As she spoke, tears fell even more.

"How can a hostess who sells alcohol at the bar all day be worthy of brother Xi..."

"Xiaoyuan, mom doesn't allow you to belittle yourself like this. In mom's heart, you are the best and most perfect. That Mo Chuxi doesn't matter! Mom and dad will find you a better man in the future!"

Ning Zitong held her hand as a promise.

"Xiao Yuan, let's go home with mom!"

Ning Zitong begged, looking at the girl eagerly with teary eyes.

The girl shook her head.

"A lowly bartender is not worthy of being the eldest lady of the Mu family. Mom and Dad, Xiao Yuan is contented to see you all alive in this life. Xiao Yuan wishes Mom and Dad good health, and I hope my brother is well."

She sighed softly as she spoke.

"Mom and Dad should be Xiaoyuan who died 18 years ago."

She said she wanted to get up and leave.

"Xiao Yuan, you can't do this! You are too cruel to mother like this, mother misses you every day, mother... hiss!"

Ning Zitong was talking excitedly, and suddenly stretched out his hands to cover his heart in pain.

"mom!"

The girl hurriedly bent over to Ning Zitong, but just as she passed, she also shrank suddenly, her right hand clenched into a fist and pressed to her heart, as if she also had angina pectoris.

Mu Jingheng hurriedly got up and walked to Ning Zitong's side to ask about it.

"A-Tong, how are you, A-Tong!"

"I am fine."

Ning Zitong shook his head, but was more nervous about the girl who also had angina.

"Xiaoyuan, it's mom's fault. Mom didn't take good care of you, and gave you the same genetic disease as me. Xiaoyuan, mom, please, go home together, okay?"

Seeing Ning Zitong's pleading eyes, the girl seemed to hesitate.

After a few seconds, she suddenly raised her right hand and put it behind her head. Looking at this movement, she seemed to be pulling out her hair.

Sure enough, she reached out and took a hair and put it on the bed.

"I know that my father still has doubts about me. This is my hair. Mom and Dad, you can use it for identification. When my father is willing to believe that I am Xiaoyuan, I will go home."

She said standing up.

"Mom, take good care of your body. Don't be too tired or excited. Xiaoyuan still has work and has to leave. I hope to see my brother next time we meet."

"Little Wish..."

Seeing the figure of the girl turning and leaving, Ning Zitong was very reluctant to let go, but Mu Jingheng still watched calmly as before.

"Calm down, Ah Tong, she's already gone, and she's not our little wish at all!"

"She can tell the story of breaking the vase when she was five years old, which is enough to prove that she is Xiaoyuan! If you still don't believe me, Xiaoyuan's hair is left here, and you can use it for identification immediately!"

After Ning Zitong finished speaking, he turned around and chased after him.

"Xiaoyuan! Xiaoyuan!"

She hurriedly ran to the road, the sky was dark, and among the crowds and vehicles, she could no longer find that white figure...

(End of this chapter)

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