"Jing Teng, I ......"

Xiao Wenqing didn't know how to explain it, Mo Jingteng wanted to settle the new accounts and old accounts with her.

"You don't say it, do you?"

Mo Jingteng pinched the back of the fruit knife, the green tendons were violent, she lost her patience, and the sharp tip of the knife slashed across Xiao Wenqing's face that had changed out of fear, this time, she didn't let out that sharp scream, and fainted directly.

On her face, a blood mark suddenly appeared, Mo Zixuan was shocked when she saw it, instinctively stepped forward and grabbed Mo Jingteng, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Dad, calm down, my mother has fainted, you just kill her now, it's useless." ”

"Fuck off"

Mo Jing Tengsen's cold gaze swept over Mo Zixuan, I don't know if he was frightened or thrown by him angrily, his tall body took two steps back before he could stabilize his figure.

Mo Jingteng didn't stop because of this, brandished the knife and scribbled on Xiao Wenqing's face, until he finished writing a word, he threw the knife and asked Ah Sen and Ah Cheng next to him to drag her down.

Mo Zixuan looked stupid

When Mo Jing Tengsen's cold gaze fixed on him, he had a feeling of being stared at by a cruel lion, and a bone-eating coldness appeared on his back, he subconsciously straightened his back and shouted uneasily: "Dad"

Mo Jingteng didn't speak, just looked at him coldly.

Time, every minute and every second, makes people feel long.

The atmosphere was suffocating.

Mo Zixuan's heart, in Mo Jingteng's eyes, sank little by little, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, his legs were just instinctively supporting his body, and he didn't feel anything.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Jingteng finally opened his mouth, his voice did not have a trace of temperature, it was as cold as a knife, and stabbed Mo Zixuan's heart: "Tomorrow, follow me to the hospital and do a DNA paternity test." ”

"Dad"

Mo Zixuan took two steps back in disbelief, and his body almost fell to the ground.

His face was as white as snow, and in his heart, he couldn't tell whether it was pain or sorrow.

His father actually asked him to take a paternity test because his mother had someone outside, and he even denied his son.

"Your mother is cheating outside for not a day or two, not a year or two, if she doesn't explain clearly, you will go to the hospital with me and use medicine to evaluate our relationship."

After Mo Jingteng finished speaking, Ah Sen and Ah Cheng had already returned, reported to him, and pulled Xiao Wenqing into the utility room at the back, where someone was guarding her.

Mo Jingteng glanced at Mo Zixuan sharply, took Ah Sen and Ah Cheng, and went upstairs directly.

In the silent living room, Mo Zixuan stood alone in front of the sofa, his brain seemed to be filled with paste, and he couldn't think at all, just stood there stupidly, thinking about nothing in his heart.

In the suburbs, in a European-style villa, in the master bedroom on the second floor, the dim light filled the master bedroom with a loving atmosphere.

Mo Xiuchen didn't feel sleepy, his eyes gently stared at the sleeping people around him for a long time, and when the mobile phone rang and vibrated with a whining sound, his eyes narrowed, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and took his mobile phone to the study to answer.

"Hey"

The voice overflowing with thin lips, with the coolness and coldness of the late autumn season, although the person who called was a relative who gave him life, but in his eyes, there was really not much family affection at all.

He sat on the small sofa in the study, lit a cigarette and took a heavy breath, the smoke ring he spit out hazy his handsome facial features, only those deep eyes like a pool, and the bottomless darkness.

"Xiuchen, have you slept?"

On the other end of the phone, Mo Jingteng's voice came through the airwaves, with three points of suppressed emotions, two points of apology, and one point of unnaturalness of being disturbed late at night.

Now, it's half past eleven, and this call, he should actually call tomorrow.

However, he couldn't wait for tomorrow, when he scratched Xiao Wenqing's face and wasn't sure if Mo Zixuan was his biological son, the only relative was Mo Xiuchen.

This has suffered a lot since he was a child, escaped death several times, and has been living in Xiao Wenqing's vicious conspiracy, but his biological father doesn't care about him.

To put it mildly, if Mo Xiuchen was a little stupid and weak, and even, if he didn't have Gu Kai, Qin Mu, and Luo Haofeng, the three friends who were like brothers, he might not be able to live today.

And those painful upbringing experiences are all thanks to his biological father, even if he gives him the group, he can't make up for the injuries he suffers.

It's already a miracle that Mo Xiuchen can still be so normal.

"What's the matter?"

The moment he saw the call, the gentle warmth between Mo Xiuchen's eyebrows faded like a tide, leaving only a trace of cold and cold, he couldn't do it to Mo Jingteng, like other fathers and sons.

He had seen Gu Kai's admiration for his father, and he had also seen Luo Haofeng hang up in the face of his father, and Qin Mu had a cold face when he faced his father.

But no matter what kind of photo they take, they all have a father-son relationship.

He faced Mo Jingteng, some of them were just full of coldness, freezing three feet is not the cold, and it is even more difficult to break the ice.

"Xiuchen, I'm already back, Xiao Wenqing was locked in the utility room by me, tomorrow, I will take Zixuan to the hospital for a paternity test."

A few days ago, Mo Xiuchen called him, and he said that he had his own ideas and would come back to deal with them within a week.

Mo Xiuchen knew at that time that what he guessed was right, Mo Jingteng really had been suspicious for a long time, so he would go to 'travel' alone, saying that he was traveling, but he was afraid that he was going to collect evidence.

A slight stunned look crossed his eyes, and soon, he regained his coolness and coldness, and couldn't help but mock: "How can you be willing to move Xiao Wenqing, isn't she your favorite woman?" ”

At the beginning, for Xiao Wenqing, he ruined a happy family for the sake of Xiao Wenqing, not to mention, he also killed his mother......

Now, he actually told him that he had locked up Xiao Wenqing and wanted to take Mo Zixuan for a paternity test, Mo Xiuchen not only felt funny, but also felt that he was very sad.

Hearing his ridicule, Mo Jingteng was silent for a few seconds, and then spoke, and the apology in his tone became even stronger: "Xiuchen, I'm sorry, at the beginning, it was I who was blind to ......"

"You don't have to say these words to me, if you want to apologize, just wait until you see my mother, and then apologize to her, that's what you owe her."

Before Mo Jingteng finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Xiuchen sharply.

The strength of his grip on his phone increased with anger, and the cigarette between his fingers broke in two at some point and fell into the ashtray on the coffee table.

The last thing he needs is an apology

"Dust Repair"

Mo Jingteng didn't dare to say those apologetic words again, but just shouted Mo Xiuchen's name with difficulty, hoping that he, for the sake of father and son, would forgive him. (Markor Literature-)