Wrong marriage! The black-bellied uncle wants a legitimate status every day

"Hmph, hmph." Mo Bozhao was very angry and snorted twice through his nose.

But he felt inexplicably happy.

His daughter should be strong like this, not a soft and weak girl.

Although that would make the child look more like his mother, Mo Bozhao still prefers this kind of child.

Just when the atmosphere was at a stalemate, the car door was opened and Mo Zheng jumped into the passenger seat.

"I've already apprehended the ringleader and questioned him." Mo Zheng reported impatiently, barely catching his breath. "It's him, indeed. He was the one who reported the fire department, gathered these people, and even invited the reporters."

Mo Bozhao asked sullenly, "What is his purpose? Who ordered him to do this?"

Mo Zheng shook his head. "I can't get any information out of him. I've tried threats and bribes, but he's still stubborn. I can only let him go."

"So... have you taken note of his identity and started with his social connections?" Lin Mingmo interrupted, "Or have someone monitor him to see who he contacts. If this attempt didn't work, there might be another."

Mo Zheng snapped his fingers and said excitedly, "Of course!"

He turned his head to look at Lin Mingmo and Mo Bozhao, raised his eyebrows proudly, and asked, "How was your reunion as father and daughter? Why didn't you cry? When I found out that Xiaomo was my sister, I was not calm at all."

Mo Bozhao and Lin Mingmo tacitly agreed not to talk about what had just happened.

"Let's go and take Xiaomo home."

Lin Mingmo turned her head to look at Mo Bozhao and thought, doesn't he ask her to keep a distance from the Zhao family?

No matter what, now that things have come to this, she still has to return to the Mo family.

In the Mo family mansion, Lin Mingmo met many people, most of whom were relatives of the Mo family.

After all, this is a big deal, and they rushed here as soon as they received the news.

Lin Mingmo became more and more comfortable dealing with these scrutiny. She greeted everyone calmly with a smile on her face.

Mo Bozhao proudly introduced to everyone: "Everyone, this is my daughter, Mo Bozhao!"

From the beginning, the smile on Mo Bozhao's face never faded, and Lin Mingmo knew that he had recognized her.

Perhaps the request made earlier was just a test.

Lin Mingmo inherited Zhao Wenjing's appearance. She was born beautiful and her every move was dignified and elegant. She received a lot of praise from everyone in the Mo family.

Everyone who sees her will sigh at the cruel fate, but fortunately there is still a chance for family members to reunite.

Some people also felt that Lin Mingmo looked familiar and seemed to have seen her somewhere.

"Eh...it seems like I was at the Sheng family before..." A woman walked up to Lin Mingmo, looked at her carefully for a long time, and then spoke.

Lin Mingmo amazed everyone at that charity auction evening with her graceful dancing posture. She left a deep impression on everyone. It was inevitable that some people with good memory would remember her face.

Lin Mingmo panicked at the moment and quickly thought of how to deal with the situation.

"Hahaha, little aunt, you must have made a mistake." Mo Zheng interrupted her, "Xiao Mo is a beauty, and beauties all have something in common. I think she looks a bit like you!"

"Ah? Really?" She touched her face and laughed, "A Zheng, you are so sweet!"

Mo Zheng joked a few more times and pulled Lin Mingmo away.

He leaned close to Lin Mingmo's ear and whispered, "I've already told the old man about your past experiences. He will ask the Sheng family to keep it a secret and not to talk nonsense."

"Thank you..." Lin Mingmo sighed softly.

The Sheng family will soon know her background. I wonder how those people will react then?

Maybe it will be exciting.

"Remember to keep your distance from the Sheng family in the future, and don't always show off in front of them..."

"Uh..." Lin Mingmo hesitated.

This is probably a bit difficult.

She opened her eyes wide and gave Mo Zheng an innocent look.

Mo Zheng paused, thinking for a moment, and suddenly frowned, "Could it be..."

Lin Mingmo closed her eyes and made up her mind, then boldly admitted, "Yes, I couldn't resist the temptation of beauty and got back together with Sheng Yuan, but I never found a chance to tell you. But now that you know, don't be angry..."

She spoke at the fastest speed she had ever spoken in her life.

Mo Zheng opened his mouth, but couldn't find a chance to interrupt her.

Lin Mingmo opened one eye and watched his reaction carefully.

Mo Zheng frowned, looking unhappy and helpless.

"Really?" Mo Zheng clenched his fists. "That boy Yuan has captured the hearts of so many innocent girls with just his looks. If you stay with him, you'll have a lot of trouble in the future!"

Mo Zheng deliberately grinned and warned Lin Mingmo.

"Just don't cry then!"

Lin Mingmo blinked and replied, "I... am not afraid."

Mo Zheng snorted, turned around and walked away, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

In the past, when he learned about Sheng Yuan's relationships with women, he would either bless them or tease them. After all, Sheng Yuan was his good brother.

But this time it's his sister...

Mo Zheng felt very upset and needed some time to accept it.

Looking at his back, Lin Mingmo sighed.

*

Shengshi Group Building.

In the chairman's office.

Sheng Changhong rubbed his swollen brows, his face filled with worry, and muttered, "How could it be... She is actually Bo Zhao and Wen Jing's child! How could such an outrageous thing happen!"

He had already watched the video of Lin Mingmo's speech at the entrance of Qianyi Building, and he also personally called Mo Bozhao to ask and confirmed that Lin Mingmo was indeed the child they thought was dead twenty years ago.

What on earth was going on? He had seen the child's body with his own eyes...

So where did this Lin Mingmo come from now?

She has been in Jiangjin for the past twenty years, and they didn't even notice?

Sheng Changhong also regretted not recognizing her the first time. Although he and Zhao Wenjing had only met a few times, he was still stunned by her appearance for a long time.

Compared to Mo Bozhao who was immersed in the joy of finding his daughter, Sheng Changhong had more things to worry about.

He called his assistant and asked him to find the contact information of the doctors and nurses in the hospital where Zhao Wenjing gave birth twenty years ago. He wanted to start from the beginning.

After all, twenty years have passed, and finding the people involved back then is a difficult task. The assistant also looked hesitant and hesitated for a long time before agreeing.

All Sheng Changhong could do was wait patiently.

The phone rang and Sheng Changhong picked up the phone. It was Old Lady Sheng calling.

"Mom, what's up?"

"Give A Yuan an ultimatum. If he doesn't break up with that questionable woman and come back, there will be no place for him in the Sheng family!" Old Mrs. Sheng's angry voice came out.

"She's just a little girl! I don't believe I can't deal with her!" Old Madam Sheng continued to complain, "How could there be such a scheming little girl? First, she used an old woman like me to sneak into the Sheng family, and then she used her beauty to seduce Yuan..."

"Mom, calm down." Sheng Changhong couldn't help but interrupt her, "That girl is Mo Bozhao's child."