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

Inside the lounge room.

Cheng Zhuo didn't make any detours, and directly said the words that had been buried in his heart for a long time to Qi Mo.

"Mr. Qi, actually, I suspect that your wife is my sister."

Qi Mo's black eyes were as deep as fog, and suddenly tightened.

Cheng Zhuo: "This is just my one-sided guess, but it's true...Sister Sheng and my mother are so similar, with crooked eyebrows and dimples when they smile."

As if to confirm what he said, he clasped his hands together and added:

"My brother also has pear dimples, and I am the only one in our family who has grown crookedly, and the pear dimples have become dimples."

Qi Mo frowned.

Relying on pear vortex to recognize relatives, what kind of routine?

The elder brother that Cheng Zhuo mentioned, no accident, should be the current president of Equation Group, Cheng Xin.

The young businessman who was only 34 years old had a firm foothold on Wall Street.

In just five years, the Equation Group has grown from an unknown small company to a top [-] company in the United States.

Cheng Zhuo would suspect that Sheng Mumu was from the Cheng family, not only because of his looks.

He fixedly looked at Qi Mo.

Perhaps it is because of the same career success and success in starting a business at a young age.

He felt that there were subtle similarities between Qi Mo and his brother's temperament and expression.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy.

Her lips twitched a few times, and finally told the man she met for the first time about the past of the Cheng family that had been unknown for many years.

"22 years ago, my family lived in a small city in the south. One day my parents heard that there was a new theme park opened in the next city, and they took our three children to play."

"There were so many people in the amusement park that day. My brother was clamoring to play on the pirate ship. I coveted the cotton candy in the hands of the children next to me, so I walked in one direction."

Cheng Zhuo lowered his eyes with self-blame, "It was at that time that my mother and sister were holding hands, but they were scattered by the crowd... my sister got lost."

"My parents were so anxious that they tried all the methods they could think of, but they still couldn't find my sister."

Qi Mo's eyes moved slightly, and in a very imperceptible comforting way, he said lightly: "In those days, many places were not covered by surveillance."

"Yeah." Cheng Zhuo raised his head, "Finding a six-year-old girl in the vast crowd is like finding a needle in a haystack."

"After that, my mother blamed herself very much. No matter how my father comforted her, she always blamed herself for her sister's separation and was depressed all day long."

"In order to let Mom not indulge in self-blame, Dad made up his mind and immigrated the whole family to the United States, hoping that in a different environment, she could get better." Cheng Zhuo's tone was a little choked, and his shoulders sank, "But it didn't take long after the emigration. Years, mom still left."

"Dad turned gray all night, but after a few years, he also went with mother."

A few years, a great change.

From Cheng Zhuo's mouth, it was just a few words.

But it left an indelible mark on the hearts of everyone in the Cheng family.

"Afterwards, it was my brother who became a brother and a father who brought me up..."

Cheng Zhuo adjusted his mood, looked directly at the silent man opposite him, and spoke faster.

"Until a few months ago, I saw a photo of Sister Sheng and her staff on the promotional website of Yueji Greenhouse."

"It's so similar. I found out after a search that even the age is exactly the same as my lost sister. What surprised me the most is that there is a word 'Mu' in her name."

After hearing Cheng Zhuo's words, even a rational and indifferent person like Qi Mo was touched, and his brows frowned slightly.

After a few seconds of silence, reason finally prevailed over sensibility, and he said in a deep voice:

"Apart from the similar looks and the same age, do you have any evidence to prove that Mu Mu is from your Cheng family?"

Cheng Zhuo's eyes dimmed, and his lips pursed into a straight line.

"No."

Hearing this, Qi Mo's jaw, which had been tense all the time, relaxed a little.

He narrowed his eyes to hide the complicated emotions in his eyes.

He sensed it clearly.

At this moment, a despicable thought emerged in my heart.

Have to admit.

When he heard Cheng Zhuo say "no", he was actually a little lucky.

Happiness is born of fear.

He was afraid that Cheng Zhuo really had evidence to prove that she was from Cheng's family.

If the Cheng family wants to find her.

Will she immediately file for divorce and terminate the agreement.

He has no reason to keep her in the Qi family.

Qi Mo has never faced the dark side of his heart like this.

He clearly said that she is free.

She clearly said that as long as she wanted to leave, she could leave at any time.

Why, would suddenly not want to let go.

Cheng Zhuo couldn't tell the emotion from the frowning man on the opposite side, he was still talking:

"I've been debating whether to tell Sister Sheng directly, but I also feel that this is very abrupt, and I want to investigate secretly."

Cheng Zhuo: "I thought about whether I should just get a lock of hair for a paternity test—"

As soon as the words were finished, Qi Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched his palms again, and his knuckles were faintly white.

Cheng Zhuo found out that something was wrong with him, and quickly explained: "I didn't do that."

It is a very shameful act to collect other people's hair for identification without permission.

"I think, wait for the right opportunity to tell Sister Sheng in person, and with her consent, we can go for an appraisal together."

The man who had been silent for a long time finally let out a muffled "um" from his chest, and the sharpness in his eyes restrained.

Cheng Zhuo leaned forward a little, with a slight frown:

"When the time is right, I will explain everything to Sister Sheng. Mr. Qi, can you not tell her what happened today."

Qi Mo looked directly at Cheng Zhuo, and responded in a deep voice:

"can."

Even if Cheng Zhuo didn't specifically explain it, he wouldn't let such unproven things affect her.

affect them.

Cheng Zhuo showed a grateful smile: "Thank you, Mr. Qi."

Qi Mo looked away, and said in a flat tone, "You don't need to thank me."

After Cheng Zhuo left, Qi Mo stayed alone in the lounge for a long time.

The light in the private room was very dark, and there was a bottle of red wine in hand.

The man's deep pupils were dimly stained by alcohol.

The line of sight seems to be out of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Outside the window, thousands of lights are on.

I don't know what happened suddenly.

He loosened his tie irritably, approached the sofa lazily, and looked away.

I don't want to look out of the window anymore at the lights that represent every house.

Just then, the screen of the phone on the table lit up.

Taking advantage of the gap between going to the bathroom, Sheng Mumu sent several complaint messages in succession:

"Mr. Qi, your mother came here suddenly, and now I'm at her house, she won't let me go, she insists on letting me learn how to cook your favorite dishes."

"Help, ah, sos, what crime did I do to learn how to cook at night, [crack.jpg]"

"You'd better like to eat, otherwise I've wasted so much time playing the role of a virtuous daughter-in-law. Thank you very much."

……

The screen shimmered on the man's delicate face.

There was a silent smile in his deep eyes, and he pressed reply:

"wait for me."