After the divorce, the pregnant belly was discovered by the ex-husband

Mo Cong and his mother can be said to have reached the peak of their lives.

Mo Cong relied on the power of the Mo family to arrange several concubines outside and they gave birth to children one after another.

It was not until Mo Cong's wife found out that she also made a fuss, but the mother and son were fearless because they had the Mo family behind them.

Just like that, she became numb after a long time, and she brought back all the illegitimate children of the second wife one by one, and handed them over to Mo Cong's mother to teach and raise. Oh, now she is also called the old lady.

Now the second branch of the family is flourishing with many descendants, and all of them have the surname Mo.

Now Mr. Mo Cong is in his mother's room, and the mother and son are talking about Mo Chenzhou's two children.

Mo Songjin held the teapot and respectfully poured tea for his mother.

Sitting at the top was an old lady in her seventies with white hair. As she got older, her skin on her face became loose and her eyelids drooped. Her eyes, which used to be pretty, gradually became triangular due to her age. The skin on her cheeks also drooped, making her look a little mean.

"Mom, have some tea." Mo Songjin is very filial to his mother. It can be said that his current situation is entirely due to his mother's planning.

"You can sit down too. There's no outsider here." The old lady took a puff of the cigarette in her hand.

Mo Songjin sat down properly, "Mother, what do you think about this?"

The old lady brushed off the cigarette ash on her hands. She squinted her eyes and remained silent for a while, and no one knew what she was thinking about.

Mo Songjin knew that his mother had this habit, so he never disturbed her when she was thinking about something.

The old lady hesitated for a moment and said, "It's only a matter of time before the eldest wife has a child. We can't stop it."

“What mother said is true, but Mo Chenzhou already has an heir. When the old man dies in the future, our branch will have to separate from the Mo family.

You know, Mo Yizhi will not tolerate our family staying in the Mo residence. He is only patient now for the sake of the old man. If the old man is gone, we will be nothing. "Although people outside keep calling him the second master Mo, he knows his own business.

The first and third houses were just trying to save face for the old man. The old man liked to see the harmony in the Mo family. But they knew that even Madam Mo looked down on their family. Their status was very unstable.

"Hmph." The old lady snorted disdainfully.

Several decades ago, she was a second-class maid, but she managed to marry Mo Cong smoothly after her own calculations. After Mo Cong's death, she planned for her son to become the second master of the Mo family smoothly.

Their family had turned from servants into masters. What was not calculated by her? If she didn't calculate, who would bring good things to her?

Maybe because everything went too smoothly, the old lady always felt that she was in control and everything was under her control.

Isn't it? A servant turned over a new leaf and became the boss. Now her family is thriving. Most of her grandsons have good jobs and her adult granddaughters have married into good families. But her life has been too smooth. She is becoming more and more ambitious and dissatisfied.

She was waiting, and when the first wife couldn't give birth to a son, God helped her and the third wife gave birth to two girls.

As long as Mo Yizhi's family hadn't given birth to a male heir, then her chance would come. Since she could adopt her son as an adopted son, then it was not impossible to adopt a great-grandson to the eldest family.

Who will own the Mohist School in the future? When she thought of that outcome, she woke up laughing several times in her dreams.

But all this was ruined by that bitch named Fang.

She actually gave birth to a son for Mo Chenzhou, haha! Now that old woman Xu Wanbai must be very proud, right? They are all daughters of third-class noble families, and that woman is lucky enough to marry Mo Nanxun. I still have to rack my brains to get to where I am today.

She felt that she was much better than Madam Mo. If she were in Xu Wanbai's position, the King's Mansion might have been named Mo long ago.

Now that her plans of many years have been disrupted by Fang Qianxue, how can she be willing to accept this?

He crushed the cigarette butt and said, "Son, don't worry. The child has only been back for a few days. It's not certain whether he can be raised."

Mo Songjin's heart skipped a beat, "Mother, what do you want?

It's not easy for us to get to where we are today. If our father finds out, I'm afraid our family will no longer have a place in the Mo family."

Mo Songjin had no doubt that his mother could do it. He knew her too well. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he didn't dare. What kind of people were in the Mo family? They were all ruthless people, including Madam Mo.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent tens of thousands of troops to snatch other people's children.

This matter needs to be considered carefully. If you walk along the river frequently, you will get your feet wet. Mo Nanxun has been doing everything smoothly these years because of their old relationship, but if it harms someone's offspring, that would be a different matter.

The Mohist family turned a blind eye to other matters, big and small, because they did not touch the core interests and bottom line of the Mohist family.

Now that they finally have a son, the Mohist school will attach great importance to it.

Yu Suya knew very well what her son was worried about. She was not a reckless person, otherwise it would not have taken her decades to get to where she is today.

"Son, how many days has your bastard's son been born?" Yu Suya thought about it and came up with a great idea. It would be better than taking the life of that little bastard and alerting the enemy.

Mo Songjin stared at his mother You Suya with wide eyes, and the old lady also looked at him, and the mother and son exchanged glances silently. After so many years, who doesn't understand each other?

"Is it possible?" Mo Songjin licked his lips. He suddenly felt his mouth was very dry. His heart was beating like a drum. This was much better than killing the person and then adopting him.

At the very least, if the Mohist school had a child around, they would not think of anything else, and would never have imagined that someone would be so audacious.

"I asked someone to find out, and they said it was less than half a month.

Your grandson is only seven or eight days old. "You Suya narrowed her eyes. Fortune is sought in danger. If they succeed, the entire Mo family will belong to their second branch in the future.

"But, but will the children look the same? Won't they be recognized?" Mo Songjin lowered his voice again.

“The child is young and was just brought home, so the old man doesn’t remember a thing.

Babies born this month look different every day. In a few days, even if you hand them to their mother, she won’t be able to recognize them. "

Mo Songjin's eyes flickered, and then he nodded firmly. He trusted You Suya blindly because she had never failed before. Maybe it would work?

"Mother, then, after the change, are we going to keep that little bastard?"

"Tsk, are you stupid? Why would you raise a child for someone else for nothing? What if the truth comes out one day? It's better to cut the grass and root it out.

Even if the child of a concubine of our second wife is dead, no one will be curious and no one will ask. When the time comes, we can just say that the child died." You Suya looked like she was sure of victory.

"By the way, even if that bastard doesn't return to the Mo family, we have to find a way to deal with him now that we know about it. It's not easy to keep him around.

If the Mo family had no male offspring, then the bastard would be the Mo family's hope, but also a stumbling block for us. Now that he's back, it gives us a chance, and even God is helping us mother and son."

“Hahaha, haha.”

"Hehehe." The mother and son, who were in cahoots with each other, looked at each other and laughed out loud.

A small spoiler for my family members: the mother and son were killed by the heroine herself.