Chapter 944 The Longest Confession

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In view of the fact that old man Bai lost his temper in the morning, Bai Mo knew the current affairs and rushed back to the Bai mansion on time to have dinner with the old man.

But at the dinner table, Bai Mo didn't see Yuan Duoduo who was sticking to the front and back of the old man like brown sugar, pouring tea.

Could it be that Yuan Xiaoqiang was really pissed off by what he said in the morning? Doesn't this fit Yuan Xiaoqiang's rough-skinned and thick-skinned character?

Old man Bai was sitting alone at the huge dining table eating dinner.

There is no servant of Bucai around.

The sumptuousness of the dinner highlights the loneliness of the diners!

"Old man, where's your beloved sweetheart Duoduo? Why didn't you see her waiting on you!"

Bai Mo washed his hands and walked over, serving the old man with soothing soup, while looking around to catch Yuan Duoduo's figure.

After taking a leisurely sip of the Anyan God Soup prepared by his grandson Bai Mo, Old Man Bai calmly opened his mouth.

"I've driven her back! You're still right: keeping her in Bai's house is a waste of rations!"

"..."

Bai Mo was taken aback for a moment: Is what my old man said ironic? Or irony? Why does it sound so frightening! It means which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted!

"Old man, are you scolding my grandson in disguise? All right, all right, I accept any criticism from you!"

Cooperating with the words, Bai Mo stood up and took a pose that was going against the wind, "As long as your old man feels comfortable! Let the storm of criticism come more violently!"

The old man Bai glanced at his grandson who was playing live treasures, and sighed slightly, "Grandpa wasn't joking with you, I really drove Duo Duo back!"

After a slight pause, old man Bai began to explain seriously:

"I was thinking about it. The child in her womb didn't come for no reason, and she took care of me so considerately... If she has bad intentions, she will leave the family business to her while I am soft-hearted and hot-headed. It would be terrible with the child in my belly! In order to avoid such a low-level mistake by myself in a moment of foolishness, I drove her back in advance!"

Seeing his old man's serious and serious appearance, he didn't intend to joke with him at all, Bai Mo was also taken aback.

"Grandpa, with Yuan Xiaoqiang's stupid appearance, he doesn't have such a high IQ to covet our Bai family's property, right?"

"It's hard to say! Know people, know face, but don't know heart! Didn't I almost want to give her the entire real estate of the pedestrian street! So, it's better to be careful and prevent it before it happens!"

In fact, Bai Mo was not happy when he heard his grandfather say that about Yuan Duoduo.

"Grandpa, why did your old man suddenly... think of Yuan Duoduo so much?"

"Grandpa was inspired by what you said in the morning! I always feel that this girl is kind to a bad old man like me for no reason, and she must have other plans!"

Bai Mo twitched the corners of his lips, as if he didn't agree with what Old Master Bai said.

"Old man, I can assure you: Yuan Duoduo is approaching you and serving you, at most she just wants to get some labor rewards... As for you saying that she wants to covet our Bai family's family business... I believe she will never! She also Not so courageous!"

Old Man Bai stared at Bai Mo, his grandson who had been exonerating Yuan Duoduo from suspicion, with scrutiny, and then he let out a long sigh.

"Oh... It's a good thing I drove her away. If she stays in the Bai family again, I think our Bai family will soon change their surname to Yuan!"

"Grandpa, you, what do you mean by that?"

"Yuan Duoduo, girl, almost coaxed me to pass the test, and now even you are almost fooled by her to favor her... Terrible! Terrible!"

"Grandpa! Dodo is not the kind of girl you think! Although she is greedy for cheap things, she treats you sincerely! She has a big belly to serve you from front to back, which even my own grandson can't do." !"

"That's the scary thing about her! First, she was moved by her meticulous care, and then you will be recognized for her filial piety to me, and then she will start calculating our Bai family's fortune..."

"Grandpa! Stop talking!"

Bai Mo would rarely stop old master Bai just because an outsider came to contradict him, "Yuan Duoduo is really not the kind of girl you imagined!"

"Then what are you talking about, how did the child in her belly come about?"

"... Test-tube baby! Didn't Yuan Duoduo confess to you from the beginning?"

"I don't think it's that simple! Which woman is willing to be stupid and give birth to a pair of children who have no blood relationship with her!"

"Yes! Yuan Duoduo is that kind of fool!"

Bai Mo's voice became much higher.

Feeling his gaffe, he exhaled slowly to calm his heart.

"Grandpa, you have traveled more bridges than your grandson... How could you think that idiot Yuan Duoduo is treating you well just to covet the property of our Bai family? You think of her so much... yes She's so unfair!"

After a slight pause, Bai Mo fell silent, bit his lip, and dryly moved his Adam's apple.

"Grandpa, hello! I'm going to rest first!"

Looking at his grandson Bai Mo's angrily and depressed back as he got up and left, there seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of old man Bai's lips.

After a series of ideological struggles, old man Bai called Dean Shen.

"Dean Shen, Mr. Bai would like to ask you for a favor."

"Mr. Bai, you're being polite! It's a great honor to have someone from Shen who can help!"

"I would like to ask: Will there be any potential harm to the five-month-old pregnant woman and fetus by taking a small amount of amniotic fluid?"

"As long as the operation is done carefully, there will be no harm at all."

"Then Dean Lao Shen will find a doctor with excellent medical skills to perform this operation on Yuan Duoduo! Make sure that the pregnant woman and the fetus are safe!"

"Okay, Mr. Bai, I'll tell the doctor to do it."

"Not urgent!"

Old Man Bai paused slightly, "Let's wait until the fetus is a little older!"

"That's fine! Mr. Bai, what do you think: how about waiting until Ms. Yuan's routine check-up next time?"

"Okay, that's it."

*****

It was late at night.

After Feng Xinglang settled his wife and children, he controlled the smart wheelchair to move towards the study by himself.

The hard disk data sent by Yan Bang was played quickly.

Feng Xinglang wanted to find clues about the real murderer from these videos.

In fact, Feng Xinglang already had a real murderer in mind, but he still needed to find out the real murderer's motive.

Lan Youyou mentioned that she didn't know the V-face masked man who put her under house arrest.

If the real murderer is really that person, then it's impossible for Lan Youyou not to know him!

Or maybe, Lan Youyou lied?

Or did they kidnap their sons Lin Nuo and Lan Youyou, two groups of people in the first place?

There is another situation: the real murderer did not come forward in person! A subordinate, or a pony boy, can make Lan Youyou unrecognizable!

Motivation?

It makes sense to blame Yan Bang, so that Hetun misunderstood Yan Bang, and became famous as a teacher, except for him;

But kidnapping Lan Youyou and releasing Lan Youyou...

Just for her to say to herself, 'The game has just begun'?

There is one point that Feng Xinglang hasn't quite understood until now: why did the real murderer fight Yan Bang to kill each other?

If the real murderer is smart enough, wouldn't it be more reasonable to join forces with Yan Bang to kill Hetun first?

Or do you want to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, so it's just a fisherman's profit?

What a vicious cycle of headaches!

Two hours later, after drinking the milk that Aunt An brought up, Feng Xinglang fell into a deep sleep.

A ghostly figure flew in from the window of the study, and quietly approached the sleeping Feng Xinglang.

Because the qi and blood in the injured leg were not flowing smoothly, Feng Xinglang's handsome face was covered with a tired and sickly look.

After staring briefly, the visitor's eyes fell from Feng Xinglang's handsome face to his injured left calf.

The ghost crouched over, as if checking on Feng Xinglang's injured leg.

Perhaps in his plan, he never considered that Feng Xinglang would be injured!

He was already very careful, but as soon as he touched the corrective steel lining, the sleeping Feng Xinglang let out a painful moan.

The ghost immediately stopped the movement of his hands, and picked up the dropped blanket from the floor.

Seeing the muscular Feng Xinglang curled up in the wheelchair, he was very uncomfortable, and made a snorting sound;

After seeing the sofa behind him, Ghost Shadow Ring came close to him and lifted Feng Xinglang's heavy body from the wheelchair...

It's really hard!

In the past few months, this guy has been patronizing to gain weight, right?

It was with great difficulty that Feng Xinglang's body with heavy hands was placed flat on the sofa without hurting his sore legs; the ghost was just about to pull his arm away from the bend of his leg, but he didn't expect Feng Xinglang's one The strong leg came straight over and rested on his ghostly shoulder!

It's not the first time I've seen Feng Xinglang's savage sleeping posture, ghost image; it's just unexpected that Feng Xinglang, who now has a wife and son, still sleeps in such a domineering posture, wouldn't he worry about hurting his own wife and children?

The ghost image maintained a squatting posture, and this height was more suitable for Feng Xinglang on the sofa to fall asleep.

It wasn't until Feng Xinglang on the sofa fell asleep soundly that Ghosting slowly moved the strong leg on his shoulder to the sofa; and pushed a wheelchair across the side of the sofa to prevent Feng Xinglang from rolling off Second injury.

Quietly staring at Feng Xinglang who was soundly asleep, time seemed to stand still for a moment.

Slowly, a curled index finger stretched out, and scraped across Feng Xinglang's straight nose...

Until, Ghost Shadow heard faint footsteps coming from the stairs of the study.

When Butler Mo entered, the ghost had already disappeared, and only the Second Young Master Feng Xinglang was sleeping soundly on the sofa and covered with a blanket in the study.

"Second Young Master... Second Young Master... Shall I help you sleep on the bed? It will be more comfortable on the bed!"

Butler Mo asked tentatively, but what he got was Feng Xinglang's sound of snorting.

Butler Mo could only shake his head, and tucked the blanket over Second Young Master's body again to ensure that his injured leg would not be squeezed or pressed.

After Butler Mo turned off the lights and left, the ghostly figure reappeared.

He stood quietly beside Feng Xinglang's sofa, as silent as a thousand-year-old sculpture.

It wasn't until around three o'clock in the morning that he left the study with such attention and companionship.