Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

How can you not remember.

Lin Feng is a man Luo Min will never forget in his life.

Not because of deep love, but because of regret!

Back then, when Luo Min and Lin Feng got married, Lin Feng concealed his own background. She thought that Lin Feng was just an ordinary, ordinary man, and he also had Lin Yinran who was a fool.

How could she endure such a hard life?

She was arrogant and wanted to cling to Gao Zhi, so she divorced Lin Feng and left behind her child.

However, it was only after the divorce that Lin Feng revealed his true colors!

Such a magnificent villa seemed to rise from the ground, straight into the sky. She had already remarried, and she didn't believe it at all when she heard the rumors in the streets and alleys.

How could it be possible for an ordinary man to have such an amazing villa?

She didn't believe it, so she went to watch. When she saw the scene of Lin Feng walking out of the villa with his son and daughter, and went to enjoy the flowers in the garden, the scene of joy and harmony still pierced her eyes.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be... true!

She pursued glory and wealth, and wanted to marry into a noble family, but she never thought that she would miss it out like this!
She went to beg Lin Feng in a low voice several times, but Lin Feng refused to see her, but instead was scolded by Qiao Yushu's father who later remarried.

At that time, every time she was beaten or scolded, she hated only one person more and more.

It was Lin Feng!

Now, the man standing in front of him has only a pair of eyes that are more and more similar to Lin Feng, and nothing else.

"Who are you?" Luo Min asked with a trembling voice.

"Who do you think I am?" Mo Shu asked without answering.

Luo Min looked at this person carefully, "You..."

Mo Shu snorted softly, pulled away the chair and sat down, "Since you remember Lin Feng, you must also remember Lin Yinran."

When Luo Min heard this, his pupils suddenly dilated violently.

Her fingers trembled.

"You...you are...impossible!"

As early as that time, the fire burned the bones of Lin Feng, Lin Yinran and his son to ashes.

Mo Zhu chuckled, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Why is it impossible? Actually, you've already thought of it, haven't you?"

The only blush left on Luo Min's face has completely disappeared, and his face is ashen.

"You... Lin Yinran? Impossible!" Luo Min yelled in horror, "Aren't you dead? Aren't you burned to death?"

The fire was so fierce that it burned half the sky red.

Even if she recalls it now, she can recall that day, that place, and the pungent smell she smelled when she passed by.

Mo Shu's eyes suddenly turned dark.

This look almost made Luo Min gasp.

Mo Shu looked at her coldly, "I'm not dead, are you unhappy?"

"How could I be unhappy?" Luo Min said, "Your father finally has a son."

Mo Shu curled the corners of his lips mockingly, stood up, and put his hands behind his back, "Aunt Luo, I don't care about the harsh treatment you have treated my sister these years. Even if you have a little conscience, you should treat her well now."

Luo Min nodded hastily, "I've always been nice to her, the same as Yushu..."

She noticed the look in Mo Shu's eyes, and shut her mouth suddenly.

same?
This kind of lie, I'm afraid only she can tell it.

Luo Min laughed twice, "The main reason is that I have been in a mental hospital for the past few years, even if I want to take care of it, I am powerless..."

Mo Shu interrupted her, "She used your hair to make DNA firm, you know?"

"what?!"

Luo Min suddenly thought of the last time after being beaten to calm down and fell asleep, could it be that time...

"This Qiao Zhinuan is learning more and more insidiously! How dare she use this method!"

"Aunt Luo, it seems that you haven't learned how to speak during the years in the mental hospital."

Luo Min hurriedly changed her words, "I'm sorry for Qiao Zhinuan, I swear, after I go out this time, I will treat Qiao Zhinuan well, but the paternity test..."

"The results of the paternity test have come out. You are not her biological mother. She will know about it sooner or later. Let alone a biological mother with a blood relationship, you have not even fulfilled the duties of a foster mother," Mo Shu said, " I came to you today just to make you keep silent about what happened back then."

"Okay, okay, if you don't let me say anything, I won't say anything!"

Mo Shu nodded, "You'd better be smart, Aunt Luo."

Luo Min watched Mo Shu leave, and rushed to the door desperately.

"Lin Yinran! I can promise you, but you...you want to rescue me! You release me from the mental hospital!"

Mo Shu stopped in his tracks, turned his head and glanced at her.

"In a few days, Zhi Nuan will come over."

Luo Min watched Lin Yinran leave, and she clasped the door and window with both hands, "You say it's true? She already knows that I'm not her real mother, and she will come to care about my life?! Hey!"

Mo Shu had already stepped onto the elevator. Hearing Luo Min's frenzied words, he sneered and said to himself, "Do you think... everyone is like you?"

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The Nursing Center did not contact Qiao Zhinuan, and Qiao Zhinuan was always concerned about the paternity test.

On the day Mo Siting was discharged from the hospital, she went to the paternity test center first, but was told by the nurse that the paternity test report had been taken away.

"Who?"

"It's Dr. Zhong, who said he would take it away for you first."

Qiao Zhinuan paused.

Zhong Ze took away the paternity test report, which means that Mo Siting...must have known about it.

Qiao Zhinuan thanked her, left the paternity testing center, and walked in the corridor with a slight slowness.

When she reached the door of the ward, she still stopped in her tracks.

She stopped silently, turned around and got off the elevator again.

Mo Siting was in the ward for a long time, and Lu Bei became a little impatient.

"Why did Miss Qiao say she was here early in the morning, but she hasn't arrived yet?"

He checked the time several times, and an hour had passed.

Mo Siting stood in front of the window, looking out from the window glass.

In front of the inpatient ward, facing a small garden.

At this time of season, the small garden is full of foliage and green trees, and many patients are strolling in it.

He saw a light green figure.

Ordinary people wearing light green will only look tacky.

But now, Qiao Zhinuan was wearing a light green T-shirt, feeling refreshed.

He turned around and opened the door, and told Lu Bei: "Pack up your things and go to the car and wait."

Qiao Zhinuan stood in front of a thick green cypress and stopped.

The trees are thick and thick, with luxuriant branches and leaves.

She looked up, and there were a few stars of golden sunlight leaking out of the sky.

Not far away, there was a middle-aged man holding the hand of a little girl.

The little girl's face was porcelain white, and she looked like a doll.

The middle-aged man put the little girl on a stone bench aside.

"Dad, look, little bird!"

Wings fluttered on the branches, and a few sparrows flew up.

The middle-aged man nodded, "Yes, little bird."

"I'm so envious of them, they can fly freely." The little girl's big eyes were shining brightly.

"When you recover, I'll take you to the plane."

"Really?" The little girl squinted her big eyes, "Can my illness really be cured?"

"Yes, the doctor said."

The little girl nodded solemnly, "Okay! Then I won't be afraid to go to chemotherapy! It hurts every time."

Qiao Zhinuan looked at the father and daughter. When the father turned around with his daughter in his arms, she saw him turning his head secretly and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

She thought of her father.

Footsteps approached slowly behind him.

Mo Siting held her hand.

"How did you get down?"

Mo Siting was wearing black casual clothes. He had recovered from his illness in recent days. He also looked much thinner, with slightly angular cheeks.

"If you don't come up to see me, I have to come down to find you."

Qiao Zhinuan lowered her head, looking at the toes of her shoes.

"You...you already know."

As for what to know, it goes without saying.

Mo Siting hummed.

Qiao Zhinuan lowered her head silently, looking at the soft soil in the tree pit.

She didn't ask, and Mo Siting didn't say anything, just stood quietly by her side.

"Is it?"

It took a long time before Qiao Zhinuan opened his mouth.

"No."

Although it was an endless question, Mo Siting gave an answer.

Qiao Zhinuan let out a long breath.

Although deep in her heart, she had already expected it, but when she heard the negative answer from Mo Si Ting, her heart felt light and heavy, with mixed feelings.

What's easy is that Luo Min's different treatment of her and Qiao Yushu can finally explain the difference between closeness and closeness.

And the heavy thing is... who is her biological mother?
Mo Siting turned around, stretched out his hand, and lifted Qiao Zhinuan's chin.

Qiao Zhinuan kept her head down, but now her face was raised, and her cheeks were covered with tears.

Mo Siting held her in his arms, and reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, "Why are you crying?"

Qiao Zhinuan, who had been forbearing all this time, burst into tears when she heard these three words.

She opened her arms and hugged Mo Siting's waist.

"I... I've always known it before, and I've always been used to it. She is not good to me. If you compare it, even the neighbors say that I picked it up, and Qiao Yushu is her own. But now I...she is not mine. Mom...it's really not..."

"I don't have a mother...I don't have a home."

Her tears poured down, and all of them rubbed against Mo Siting's clothes. Feeling bad, she clutched his clothes.

"Your clothes are expensive, I rubbed my nose on them."

Mo Siting laughed.

"It's not as expensive as you."

Mo Siting stroked her back, "You don't have a mother, but you have a family and you have me."

He leaned down and kissed her eyelashes.

"Jojo, I am your home."