"Got it, President." Chen Mo hung up the phone.

"Honey, what happened?" Jian Yimo only understood half of what she heard. She hadn't figured out the details of her kidnapping since she came back from the hospital.

But when she was kidnapped, she already suspected that it was Ye Shuyu.

"Ye Shuyu committed suicide. She was the one who kidnapped you." Mu Tinghuai said.

"I guessed it was her. Who would do such a crazy thing? But I didn't expect she would choose to die." Jian Yimo guessed the beginning but not the ending.

"Wife, she deserves it. She used you to threaten me and asked me to go to the hotel with her." Mu Tinghuai said this and looked at his wife, "But don't worry, I didn't touch her, not at all."

Jian Yimo was really amused when she saw him explaining seriously. It was such a serious matter, but she couldn't help but smile, "Hubby, I don't know about others, but you and I will definitely believe it."

"The most basic thing between husband and wife is trust. My husband is not that kind of person. If he were, I would have nothing to do. She knew you earlier than I did." Jian Yimo said again.

"Actually... I knew you earlier than her." Mu Tinghuai said.

"Huh? You knew me earlier than her? Why can't I remember when?" Jian Yimo frowned slightly, thinking seriously.

Mu Tinghuai hooked her little nose, "Your mother is a well-known painter. She retired after marrying your father. By chance, your mother and mom met. At that time, Mu Tingting liked to paint. Your mother saw that she was very talented, so she often came to teach her to paint, and she brought you with her at that time."

Jian Yimo listened with great interest, as if she remembered something. "When I was a child, that little brother who always looked mature, wasn't it you?"

Mu Tinghuai said sullenly, "Wife, I'm not old, I'm just smart and don't want to do childish things."

"Hahaha, that's precocious." Jian Yimo couldn't stop laughing.

Someone had a gloomy face. In his wife's impression, he turned out to be this kind of person!

"Husband, I thought this little brother was very handsome at that time." Jian Yimo quickly flattered her husband.

When he heard her say that she was pretty, a smile appeared on Mu Tinghuai's face.

"Husband, you didn't pay attention to me when you were a child, did you?" Jian Yimo asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Mu Tinghuai admitted without any concealment.

"No way, you're already liking someone at such a young age?" Jian Yimo widened her beautiful eyes.

"Actually, the time I really fell in love with you was when you... attended my mother's funeral, which was when I was 11 years old. You cried so sadly at that time, and I watched you from afar, thinking that when I grew up, I would definitely marry you, protect you for the rest of my life, and never let you be sad." Mu Tinghuai felt sorry for her when he recalled that time.

"Husband, I always believed that mom is innocent. She is a good mother and a good woman. She can give up her career for dad and will not cheat on her husband with another man." Jian Yimo was very excited, her eyes slightly red.

Mu Tinghuai hugged her in his arms distressedly, "Now that I'm here, you don't have to worry. I will find out everything about mom and clear her name."

"I kept looking into it, but I was still young at the time and I didn't understand a lot of things." Jian Yimo was only 9 years old at the time, and she had no idea where to start for many years.

"Leave it to me. I will never let the person who harmed my mother go unpunished." Mu Tinghuai promised.

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