You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

Cheng Zhuo was troubled.

Recently, the relationship between him and Qiao Li has been getting closer a little bit, which belongs to the stage where the window paper is only a layer away.

Several times, he almost expressed his heart to Qiao Li.

At the critical moment, he flinched and stuffed the words back into his stomach.

It's not that he has no courage.

Rather, he felt that one thing must be clarified before that - whether Sheng Mumu was his own sister or not.

If so, he can happily find his sister, and call her "sister" with peace of mind.

If not, he would happily call her "cousin" along with Qiao Li in the future.

Obviously he has not successfully confessed to Qiao Li, but he has already rehearsed several rounds in his heart, how to call the members of the Qi family.

For a long time, he wanted to confess his conjecture to Sheng Mumu, always looking forward and backward, afraid of being abrupt, and afraid that the result would not be what he thought.

I can only probe carefully, hoping to find more small evidence that can prove that "Sheng Mumu is his sister".

Now, because of emotional reasons, it has finally become the last help to push him to admit his relatives.

He couldn't wait any longer.

……

It was the third day after Sheng Mumu returned to Beijing.

Cheng Zhuo knocked on her office door during lunch break.

"Please come in."

Hearing the response from inside, Cheng Zhuo took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and asked straight to the point:

"Sister, are you free to have dinner together tonight? I have something very important to tell you."

Sheng Mumu was signing the document. Hearing this, she stopped writing and looked up, "Is it very important?"

Cheng Zhuo nodded heavily: "Yes!"

Sheng Mumu blinked, "It's so important, why don't you say it now?"

Sheng Mumu's curiosity was mobilized, and he couldn't wait for dinner, so he wanted to know now.

Cheng Zhuo hesitated for a few seconds: "...uh..."

With this hesitation, Sheng Mumu's eyes suddenly lit up.

Sheng Mumu: "!!!"

Hey, does this kid want to confess about his relationship with Li Li?

No, I can't hold back.

Now I want to hear the love story of the stinky couple.

It's too late to say.

Sheng Mumu strode up behind Cheng Zhuo.

Before Cheng Zhuo could react, he pushed him into the office, pressed his shoulders and forced him to sit on the small reception sofa.

Cheng Zhuo looked bewildered: "?"

Sheng Mumu seemed not to notice, and got busy on her own.

First, he dialed the internal number and asked someone to bring a pot of tea in.

Then I took out a bag of potato chips and a bag of melon seeds from the small refrigerator in the office.

Tear open the package and put it on the small coffee table for the reception.

After making all the preparations, she finally sat down opposite Cheng Zhuo.

Blinking his eyes quickly twice, revealing a gossipy smile, he said:

"What's important, let's talk about it."

The movements are smooth and well-prepared, just like the ladies in the villa area gossiping about afternoon tea.

Cheng Zhuo was obviously surprised by her smooth operation.

What was planned to be said at dinner at night had to be said in advance.

Facing Sheng Mumu's expectant eyes, Cheng Zhuo couldn't help but tie his mouth:

"... Sis, I might..."

Sheng Mumu encouraged him with her eyes, "Well, what can you do?"

Speak up, speak up!

Tell me all about your love life.

Cheng Zhuo's lips were straightened, his fists were clenched, and he said:

"Sister, I may be your long-lost brother."

"???" Sheng Mumu said, "Ah???"

After the words were out of his mouth, Cheng Zhuo just kept on doing nothing.

Regardless of Sheng Mumu's idiot-like expression, he clenched his fists and poured out all the words he had been holding in his heart for a long time.

"Sister, I told you before that I have a sister who is the same age as you and has the word 'Mu' in her name."

"Actually, I didn't say it several times. My sister... was separated from her family when she was young."

Sheng Mumu hadn't pulled away from the suspicion of "feeling that Cheng Zhuo's brain is out of order", and looked at him with a complicated face.

Cheng Zhuo faced her suspicious gaze and continued:

"The first time I saw your photo was the photo taken by the media when you and your brother-in-law attended a reception."

"At that time, I was stunned. You and my mother looked alike when they were young, and they were exactly the same."

"From media reports, I know your name, and I secretly followed your news. I knew you opened a flower shop, so I came to apply for the job..."

"Wait—" Sheng Mumu interrupted him, "Let me stroke it."

"You mean, because I'm the same age as your lost sister, have pear dimples, and the word 'Mu' in my name, so I'm your sister?"

"Yeah." Cheng Zhuo's eyes were frank and burning, and he nodded: "Don't you think so many similarities can explain the problem?"

"This..." Sheng Mumu still felt a little hasty and didn't answer Cheng Zhuo's words.

Her mind is in a mess.

I thought it was a gossip game, but it suddenly turned into a family recognition game.

The mentality has not changed.

"It's okay, if you think my guess is too absurd, there are other supporting evidence." Cheng Zhuo said.

Sheng Mumu looked at him seriously, "What evidence?"

Cheng Zhuo: "The last time your bastard brother smashed the flower shop, I saw him, he didn't look like you at all. It stands to reason that if you were his sister, there would be no reason for you not to look the same, right?"

"—Also, I asked you the other day if you grew up in Beijing, and you said no. Coincidentally, our family lived in a small southern city before we immigrated."

Sheng Mumu was stunned.

She remembered that on the day the flower shop was smashed, she did have a few conversations with Cheng Zhuo.

Thinking of the experience of the original owner, when he was a child, he lived with his parents and Sheng Lei in a small southern city.

Thinking of this, Sheng Mumu's expression gradually became serious.

In the original book, the description of the original owner is only a few sentences, and there is no mention of a secret life experience.

But combined with what Sheng Lei said and did to her, it was indeed not like treating her own sister.

Sheng Mumu pursed her lower lip and looked straight at Cheng Zhuo.

Convinced by Cheng Zhuo's conjecture, she pursed her lower lip and spoke slowly:

"Then... what's going on now? To test?"

According to the usual novels and TV dramas, at this point, it is time to enter the DNA test link.

Hearing this, Cheng Zhuo's heart that has been hanging has finally relaxed.

With uncontrollable joy on his face, he nodded heavily, "Mmm! Check!"

After saying that, Cheng Zhuo smiled and said frankly:

"Sister, to tell you the truth, I actually thought about pulling out your hair secretly before."

Sheng Mumu frowned suddenly.

Cheng Zhuo didn't see her expression, and continued to confess:

"However, I checked on the Internet. To do a genetic test, at least fifteen hairs with hair follicles must be used. If you really pull it out, it must be very painful."

Shocked, Sheng Mumu covered her head subconsciously.

Just listening to Cheng Zhuo's description, I already hallucinated that my scalp was in pain.

As we all know, everyone has three thousand worries.

But as they grow older, many people will gradually become [-].

one thousand……

Then five hundred...

She didn't dare to think any further, she glared at Cheng Zhuo, and said leisurely:

"Cheng Zhuo, congratulations."

Cheng Zhuo looked puzzled, "Congratulations?"

Sheng Mumu: "Congratulations on your escape. If you really take advantage of my unpreparedness and steal fifteen strands of my hair, this kiss, even if you admit it, you will have to break it."

Cheng Zhuo: "..."

Sheng Mumu: "You may also be beaten severely."

Cheng Zhuo: "..."