Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

Xiao Ziqing looked at Feng Yiran in disbelief, "I don't know... I'm in a mess right now, I don't know what to do, it all happened so suddenly..."

She even felt that Sherlock's words were like a fairy tale, with twists and turns like listening to a story, and she couldn't believe that she was actually the protagonist in the story!
After arguing for a long time, she turned out not to be a child of the Xiao family, but the elders of the Xiao family treated her kindly, which made Xiao Ziqing deeply moved.

What moved her the most was that she never realized that she was neglected in the Xiao family.

On the contrary, no matter it was Xiao Jingwen, Xiao Boxuan and Dong Wan, they all treated Xiao Ziqing very well, and raised her as the apple of their eye.Xiao Ziqing's food, clothing, housing, and transportation since she was a child are better than many of her peers, and they are definitely the best conditions they can give her.

Now that he knew the truth, Xiao Ziqing really felt a sense of nothing to repay.

She is very grateful that the Xiao family has kept the secret for so many years, and did not make her feel inferior or pity because of her life experience.

"How about, let's go home first and see if we can get any news from Grandpa? As for whether we should settle the score with Mo Zhenhua, we can discuss it later. Do you think this is okay?" Young Master Feng asked in a good-tempered manner wife's opinion.

Sherlock silently watched the interaction between the couple, and kept shaking his head, "It seems that you two are really as loving as the rumors say! But I have one thing, after you read it, maybe you will have a plan."

Xiao Ziqing stared blankly at the curly-haired guy, thinking that this guy was like Doraemon, who could throw a blockbuster *bomb* out of nowhere, shocking the audience to the point where they couldn't react at all.

If the heart's ability to bear is not strong enough, he will probably be scared to death by him!

After giving Sherlock an angry look, Xiao Ziqing said weakly, "Let me rest for a while to digest! We'll go and see what you said after dinner."

The spirit began to be in a trance, and Mrs. Feng even hypnotized herself: I was just dreaming, it must be like this... This is just a dream, don't take it too seriously...

Feng Yiran held Xiao Ziqing's hand tightly, and said in a low voice, "Everything is up to me, so don't worry."

No matter what they were about to face or what would happen in the future, it was all the same in the eyes of Young Master Feng. Anyway, the word "fear" did not exist in his dictionary.

Apart from losing Xiao Ziqing, nothing can break him down.

Because of something on her mind, Xiao Ziqing didn't have much appetite when eating. She just mechanically put what Feng Yiran put in her mouth, and she didn't even know what she ate.

Seeing her like this, Young Master Feng only felt distressed, so he could only softly coax her to eat as much as possible.

The sweet couple also noticed that something was wrong with Xiao Ziqing, and Wen Ya asked with even more concern: "Sister Ziqing, are you feeling well? I think you are not in good spirits, should you go back to your room to rest first, and we will prepare it for you later?" food?"

After all, this is also Sang Haoyang's home. As the young master's new girlfriend, she should also show concern for the guests, right? ?
But her opening gave Xiao Ziqing a chance to joke.

She looked at Wen Ya with a smile, "Yo, how long have you been together? Soon you will look like a future hostess, you are fast enough to enter the role state!"

There were also several elders present, being ridiculed by Xiao Ziqing like this, Wen Ya had the urge to run away.

What a shame! !
Sang Haoyang raised the corners of his lips triumphantly, and held Wen Ya's hand under the table to prevent her from escaping.The eyes they exchanged were full of unresolved affection.

Xiao Ziqing ate very little this meal, not even half of his usual amount. Under Feng Yiran's coaxing, he reluctantly drank another bowl of corn soup, and refused to eat any more.

Knowing that she was thinking about that matter in her heart, Sherlock didn't intend to keep it secret, so he took the initiative to go to Feng Yiran's guest room after dinner.

In his hand, he held a yellowed diary.

It was left by Mrs. Mo.

There are actually not many contents in it, and it was only recorded in the year before Mrs. Mo's death. Maybe it has something to do with her pregnancy, or maybe it's because the diary I wrote before is in other places.

"After your biological father passed away in a car accident, my father took this diary away from your house under the pretext of revisiting the old place to mourn. As for the other things, Mo Zhenhua searched them all. I reckon, some Things that are valuable or beneficial to your family should have been destroyed by Mo Zhenhua long ago." Sherlock said softly.

He had read the diary, and had no intention of violating the privacy of the deceased, but merely wanted to find some clues from it.

But Mrs. Mo's diary is very ordinary, as ordinary as any woman who is going to be a mother in the world, and her expectations for the baby in her belly are revealed between the lines.

Mrs. Mo made detailed records of every check-up, and she even started talking to the baby in the diary in the form of dialogue.

She will imagine what the baby will look like when it is born, and look forward to the wonderful time of growing up with the baby in the future, until the baby grows up and gets married.

Until Xiao Ziqing's [-]th day, the diary records are full of warmth and happiness.

All the good things came to an abrupt end on the day Xiao Ziqing disappeared. Mrs. Mo hadn't written a diary for a long time. She was probably sick in bed at that time, tormented by illness and longing for her daughter.

After more than half a year, Mrs. Mo picked up the pen again, but it is not difficult to see from the handwriting that she was already extremely depressed at this time, and the words she wrote were extremely scribbled.

Even the contents of the diary are messy and disorganized, and some of them are out of order.

Only the piercing lovesickness for her daughter comes from the heart, and people can't help but feel their eyes burn when they see it.The mother's affectionate call for her child is so sincere, but she is disappointed because of repeated searches but no results.

The more times of disappointment, the will will be eroded, and gradually, I dare not have any expectations anymore-although Mr. Mo and his wife still did not stop looking for their daughter.

But they have neither offended anyone, nor have they insisted on a life-and-death rivalry with them. Even if they called the police, the police could not do anything.

The missing baby at the Hundred Days Banquet has become one of the local unsolved cases in Nice, and there are no clues.

There were a lot of people entering the hotel lounge to watch their children that day. When Mrs. Mo went to the bathroom, Xiao Ziqing disappeared and was carried away in that empty space.

In addition to the servants, there were many guests, everyone was suspected, but after the police asked each one for their statements, they were all ruled out.

Moreover, among those who participated in the Hundred Days Banquet, no one had heard of anyone having an extra baby at home. Besides, what could someone do if they stole their daughter? ?

In the end, the police could only characterize the case as abduction, inferring that someone might have taken the opportunity to sneak into the hotel and took the child away.

In Mrs. Mo's diary, she also mentioned that her daughter's name is "Ziqing", and she specially made a four-leaf clover pendant with these two words engraved on the back.

"But I don't have the slightest impression of this pendant! I haven't heard it mentioned by my grandfather or parents, so why would they give me such a name? Is it just a coincidence?" Xiao Ziqing was confused and muttered to himself.

Feng Yiran sat on the armrest of the sofa, let Xiao Ziqing lean on him, and after reading the diary together, he also fell into deep thought.

After a while, he suddenly raised his head, "I think, grandpa and parents may be afraid that you will ask about the origin of the pendant, and they don't want to lie to you, so they just hide it from you. Or, call back Ask grandpa for verification? You will have to face this matter sooner or later."

Now that I already know so much, I don't care about knowing more details.

Xiao Ziqing nodded, and immediately dialed Xiao Jingwen's number, no matter what time it was in the United States, she was eager to know everything!
The old man's voice was still full of sleepiness, "Calling at this time, is there something serious about burning your butt? I'll hang up if it's nothing, and I'll call you when I wake up!"

In order to make it easier for everyone to communicate together, Xiao Ziqing turned on the speakerphone.

But Xiao Jingwen came up with such a trick, which stunned the two men present, and they also looked at Xiao Ziqing in unison.

Sure enough, close ink is black.

Even if they are not related by blood, the living habits of Xiao Jingwen and Xiao Ziqing's grandfather and grandson are strikingly similar. They both love to sleep, and they both have the urge to get up after being woken up.

"Grandpa, I want to know how you found me in the first place? Where did you pick it up, or did you adopt it in an orphanage? When you saw me, did I have any tokens with me?" Xiao Ziqing didn't intend to be devious at all, and went straight to the point. Just throw the subject out.

This time, the old man was shocked.

He sat up from the bed in a jerk, "What nonsense are you talking about?? What was picked up, what was adopted? Are you confused?? Don't you remember that your surname is Xiao??"

Xiao Ziqing rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Grandpa, I already know the truth, even who my biological parents are. Are you going to continue lying to me? I need your help, Grandpa! "

Xiao Ziqing felt regretful when she thought that she had no chance to be filial in front of her biological parents, and that she didn't even know the real cause of their death.

Perhaps the only thing she can do now is to find out the real facts and seek justice for her biological parents.

Hearing that something was wrong with her voice, Xiao Jingwen's heart became more and more heavy, "What happened to you? Or... what happened to your biological parents??"

"Grandpa, are you finally willing to admit that I'm not a child of the Xiao family?" With the old man's confirmation, even Xiao Ziqing's voice trembled.

Xiao Jingwen sighed heavily, "Oh, you are really picked up by us. At that time, you looked about 4 months old. Your birthday every year is the day we found you. Except for that pendant, you There is nothing on your body to prove your identity, so we took you to the hospital to deduce your age."