where are you baby

He Jingyi walked into Mo's house with two file bags. From afar, he saw Qi Fengyu playing badminton with Mo Siyuan. The more I live, the more I go back, and I can play so hard with a six-year-old child.

He Jingyi walked behind Qi Fengyu, stretched out a finger and poked Qi Fengyu who was bouncing on the spot while holding a badminton racket.

"Who is it?" Qi Fengyu suddenly turned his head, rolled his eyes when he saw He Jingyi, and said to Mo Siyuan, "Xiaoyuan, let's continue, let's ignore the blame, come on, I'm going to serve, you have to catch it Okay."

Mo Siyuan immediately clenched the racket with both hands with a serious face: "Uncle Fengyu, I'm ready."

"Come on, it's ready." Qi Fengyu bent down, pointed the badminton at Mo Siyuan's racket, and patted it lightly.

The corners of He Jingyi's mouth couldn't help twitching again, coughed lightly expressionlessly, reached out and snatched the racket from Qi Fengyu's hand, before Qi Fengyu jumped up and exploded, he slapped two thick file bags on Qi Fengyu's chest: "Take it to the study To the boss."

"Damn it, why don't you take it up yourself?" Qi Fengyu hurriedly caught the document bag that was sliding down.

He Jingyi pushed his glasses and threw the badminton racket back to him: "I still have business to attend to."

Qi Fengyu glared at He Jingyi, picked up the file bag and looked through it: "What is this?"

"You'd better not look at it." He Jingyi said coldly.

"Have you seen it? Why can't I watch it?" Qi Fengyu was very dissatisfied.

He Jingyi just gave him a cold look, turned around and left.

Qi Fengyu got angry, slandered He Jingyi a few words, looked down at the file bag in his hand several times, but although he was curious, thinking of the expression on He Jingyi's face when he said that sentence, he finally suppressed his curiosity.

Qi Fengyu turned his head and said to Mo Siyuan: "Xiaoyuan first go to the hall to sit and rest for a while, after Uncle Fengyu handed over the information to Dad, he will come back to accompany Xiaoyuan to continue playing badminton."

"Okay!" Mo Siyuan nodded, and obediently ran into the hall.

Qi Fengyu went upstairs with the document bag in his hands. When he walked into the study, he saw Mo Shaoheng leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, he put the document bag on the tea table in front of Mo Shaoheng and said: "He Jingyi just brought it, he He said he still had business to deal with, so he went back first."

Mo Shaoheng opened his eyes, looked at the document bag on the coffee table with a straight posture, nodded and said: "There is a project that has just started, and he wants to watch it personally."

Qi Fengyu nodded, and looked at the file bag curiously.

Mo Shaoheng looked at Qi Fengyu's expression, and said calmly: "Do you really want to see it?"

Qi Fengyu quickly shook his head: "No, no, I don't want to watch it at all. Xiao Yuan is still waiting for me to play badminton with him. I'll go out first. Boss, take your time."

After Qi Fengyu finished speaking, he ran away without forgetting to close the door.

Mo Shaoheng looked back indifferently, picked up one of the file bags, and took out all the thick stack of documents inside.The first page of the information is impressively full of detailed personal information of a person, and this person is none other than someone who has passed away for many years - Ning Xue!

Mo Shaoheng's gaze went from top to bottom, and finally stopped at the word "unmarried", his pupils suddenly dilated, and his brows slowly frowned.He can be 100% sure that Mo Siyuan is Ning Xue's own son, but this document says that Ning Xue has never had a marriage contract, but the person who helped him investigate this document, he absolutely trusts, it is impossible for such a thing to happen Big mistake.

Mo Shaoheng immediately flipped through the information, which was very detailed, covering almost all of Ning Xue's life stories from birth to death, including those close to Ning Xue, who were also investigated in detail.

The more Mo Shaoheng looked back, his heart was beating more violently, and even the hand that was flipping through the materials couldn't help shaking.Up to now, many things that violated the harmony before have finally been reasonably explained. No wonder that when the Ning family suffered a huge change, only Ning Xue's wife was missing. It turns out that there is no such person in this world. Xue has never been married from beginning to end.

Mo Shaoheng raised his hand to cover his eyes, and a deep laugh slowly overflowed his lips.

At this time, there was the sound of the doorknob turning outside the study, Mo Shaoheng withdrew his mind, immediately put away the materials and put them in the drawer of the coffee table, stood up and was about to walk to the door, when the door opened.

Mo Siyuan kicked and ran in, rushed forward and hugged Mo Shaoheng's leg: "Father, brother Huanxi is here."

Mo Shaoheng lowered his head and stared at Mo Siyuan's small body. His lowered eyes covered the complexities in his eyes. He tried his best to control his trembling hands, squatted down gently, and hugged Mo Siyuan tightly in his arms. Pressing the back of Mo Siyuan's head, he buried Mo Siyuan's small head into his chest.

Mo Siyuan put his face on Mo Shaoheng's chest obediently, and always felt that his father hugged him very hard today, and his father's mood seemed a little strange. He had never seen a father whose mood changed so much. In my heart, whether my father is happy or sad, his face has no expression.

"Father?" Mo Siyuan stretched out his tender little hand, pushed Mo Shaoheng's chest that was extraordinarily broad and firm to him, brought his small face in front of Mo Shaoheng, stared carefully at Mo Shaoheng's eyes, "Father, Brother Huanxi is here, what's wrong with Dad?"

Mo Shaoheng stared at the immature face that was close at hand. Countless people outside were guessing Mo Siyuan's identity, not only because Mo Siyuan's eyes and nose were very similar to his, but also because of his admiration for Mo Siyuan. In the past, he never took this matter to heart, even if he directly said that Mo Siyuan was his son, he never defended it.

In his heart, Ning Xue is the only person in this world that he cares about and never forgets. Ning Xue has passed away, and he will raise the child for Ning Xue.From the moment he adopted Mo Siyuan, Mo Siyuan was his Mo Shaoheng's son, the only son in his life.

Now he finally understands why his heart ached so much when he first saw Mo Siyuan, and he would be so angry when he knew that after Ning Xue passed away, Mo Siyuan suffered all kinds of humiliation in Ning's house.Only at this moment did he deeply understand that this is the bond of blood, and Mo Siyuan is his own flesh and blood of Mo Shaoheng.

"Uncle Mo?" Tan Huanxi saw Mo Shaoheng's obviously out-of-control expression, and his heart skipped a beat. He stepped forward and walked in front of Mo Shaoheng, put his hand on Mo Shaoheng's shoulder, and asked softly, " Uncle Mo, what happened?"

Mo Shaoheng felt the slight weight on his shoulder, he subconsciously grasped the hand on his shoulder, and held it tightly in his palm.

Tan Huanxi was stunned for a moment, but he didn't struggle. He let Mo Shaoheng hold it, and asked softly again: "Uncle Mo, what's wrong?"

Mo Shaoheng stood up slowly, watching Tan Huanxi closely.

There was an emotion Tan Huanxi couldn't understand in his eyes, as if he was trying his best to suppress something, and it seemed that something was about to break through the ground and take root in his heart.He knew that at this time, he should avoid the other party's fiery gaze that seemed to burn him, but his eyes seemed to be captured by the soul, and he couldn't move at all.

It wasn't until a long time later that Mo Shaoheng felt a small hand gently pulling the corner of his clothes before he came back to his senses, let go of Tan Huanxi's hand, bent down and picked up Mo Siyuan, and put Tan Huan in his arms. Xi's shoulder, leading him to sit on the sofa: "Are you coming to see this?"

Tan Huanxi breathed a sigh of relief, and took the document bag from Mo Shaoheng.

"You guessed it right, the clues of the car accident were basically destroyed, so it took a few more days." Mo Shaoheng put Mo Siyuan on the ground and let Mo Siyuan play in the study by himself. Leaning close to Tan Huanxi, he lowered his head and stared at the fair and delicate side face in front of him.

Tan Huanxi forced himself to focus on the document in front of him, but Mo Shaoheng's gaze on his face was so focused that he could hardly ignore it.From the moment he stepped into this study, he felt that Mo Shaoheng's attitude towards him today was different from before, and there was deeper emotion in his eyes.

Especially Mo Shaoheng's expression when he hugged Mo Siyuan just now made Tan Huanxi very concerned. It was a kind of shock and excitement that he tried his best to suppress but couldn't control. Could it be that Mo Shaoheng already knew something?Otherwise, it would be hard for him to imagine what happened to make Mo Shaoheng so out of control?What's more, the reason for losing control is obviously because of Mo Siyuan.

Tan Huanxi took a deep breath, no matter whether Mo Shaoheng knew something or not, judging by Mo Shaoheng's attitude, even if he knew that Mo Siyuan was the son he gave birth to Mo Shaoheng, Mo Shaoheng probably would not marry him Treating Mo Siyuan as a monster, he will only redouble his efforts to love Mo Siyuan.

Thinking of this, Tan Huanxi calmed down instead, and carefully looked through the documents in his hand.

The car accident that Yuanchen encountered a few months ago was caused by two vehicles colliding. The speeding driver died directly in that car accident.

On the surface, it looked like a very simple car accident. The cause of the accident was very clear, and the driver who caused the accident was already dead, so there was no need for further investigation.

Tan Huanxi also asked Aunt Li after he woke up. The driver who caused the accident had been drinking with his friends in the bar until dawn the night before. He didn't know what he was doing at all, and he drove back alone. Not long after the car drove, it hit Yuan Shen's car who was rushing to the airport early in the morning to attend a concert abroad.

Tan Huanxi touched his chin thoughtfully: "That road is the only way to go to the airport from Qin's house, and the bar happens to be on that road. This person has a record of drunk driving. According to the investigation of the driver involved in the accident in this document, this man is a rich second-generation idler who only knows how to hang out with cronies all day. Fighting and making trouble is like racing cars."

Tan Huanxi pointed to the documents in his hand and motioned Mo Shaoheng to come over and take a look.

Mo Shaoheng leaned towards Tan Huanxi and looked down at the direction of his finger.

Tan Huanxi's neck shrank subconsciously, and Mo Shaoheng leaned very close, his scorching breath sprayed on his neck, which made him feel a little itchy, his heartbeat stalled slightly, and a faint rosy color crawled up his neck.

Tan Huanxi tried to stay calm, and continued: "I don't know if this is a coincidence? Among the people who drank together that day was someone that Tan Cong'an knew, and it happened that this person invited them to drink in that bar together. Originally, the group of them planned to Go racing in the mountains, I heard that there is a luxury car club there, usually few cars pass by, it is a gathering place for rich second-generation racing people."

Mo Shaoheng nodded: "So the plan was suddenly changed?"

Tan Huanxi gave him a strange look: "Hasn't Uncle Mo read this document?"

Mo Shaoheng said calmly, "I just got this information before you came."

Tan Huanxi didn't suspect him, so he handed the information to Mo Shaoheng and said, "If the truth is just like this, there is really no way to catch Tan Cong'an, not to mention that we still don't know what Tan Cong'an said to that person. I just changed my original plan to go racing and went to the bar to drink instead. But this way there is a lot of inductiveness, everyone knows that the dead rich second generation likes racing when drunk, as long as that person grasps Time, intentionally or unintentionally or more directly throwing the car keys everywhere, let the rich second generation see, the rich second generation who drank too much naturally couldn't control their emotions. Everyone was drunk afterwards, and they have long forgotten these details , that person also picked himself out very well.”

Tan Huanxi paused and continued: "It's just that the probability of success in this matter is very low. If Tan Cong'an really did it, maybe he was just trying to carry out this plan, but once this plan succeeds, no one will suspect him at all. Whether it's the dead rich second generation, or the person who changed the drag racing plan, called everyone to drink, took out the car keys at the right time, and lured the rich second generation to drunk and fast, they can be taken out of the whole thing very well. "

This Tan Cong'an, really can't underestimate him.

Mo Shaoheng said thoughtfully: "It's not very low, as long as you know the time you go out, you can accurately calculate the time you passed the bar, and he ran into your car not long after leaving the bar. Have you checked that car?"

Tan Huanxi suddenly opened his eyes wide: "What Uncle Mo means, is there a possibility that someone tampered with that car beforehand?"

Mo Shaoheng nodded: "Because he was driving drunk and speeding, the entire car was almost scrapped and he died, so no one will investigate further, let alone check whether his car has been tampered with."

Tan Huanxi narrowed his eyes: "This Tan Cong'an is really careful, maybe even the rich second generation will die, he has already figured it out, if the car has been tampered with beforehand, once the rich second generation dies, Tan Cong'an will be there There is no need to worry about it anymore.”

"Do you need me to investigate further?" Mo Shaoheng raised his hand to stroke Tan Huanxi's hair.

"Okay, if you search carefully, you will always find evidence that he didn't wipe it clean in time and ignored it." Tan Huanxi put the documents back into the file bag and put them on the coffee table and said, "The documents are still kept with Uncle Mo. Don't let those in the Tan family know about it, especially grandpa. Grandpa doesn't want me to intervene in these matters. No matter who planned the car accident at the beginning, I'm safe and sound now. Grandpa probably doesn't want me to pursue it anymore, old man It's still heartbreaking."

Mo Shaoheng embraced his shoulder and patted him lightly: "You still have me, no matter what you want to do, I will help you."

Tan Huanxi turned his head to look at Mo Shaoheng, the two looked at each other, he nodded involuntarily, and said after a moment of silence: "By the way, I have to attend Fu Zecheng's banquet tonight. Yang agreed, let's go together tonight, do you want to come with us?"

Mo Shaoheng said: "Well, I will accompany you."

Tan Huanxi smiled, and turned his head to see Mo Siyuan sitting quietly in front of the computer, holding the mouse in his small hand, with a very focused and serious expression on his face, he knew he was playing a game at a glance.No wonder they chatted for so long, the little guy didn't make a sound at all, probably because he was so immersed in the game that he couldn't extricate himself.

Tan Huanxi got up and walked behind Mo Siyuan, immediately picked him up from the chair with a face full of helplessness, pressed him into his arms and rubbed him vigorously: "How dare you play cards at such a young age!"

Mo Siyuan was very calm, put his arms around Tan Huanxi's neck and dawdled: "Brother Huanxi, have you finished talking with Dad?"

"Don't deliberately change the subject and say, who taught you how to play poker?"

"No one taught me, I played by myself... Brother Huanxi, I was wrong, I will never play again."

"Did you finish your homework today? Have you practiced the violin piece I taught you yesterday?"

"No, no, no, I'm going to do my homework and practice the violin. Brother Huanxi, I was really wrong..."

"No, I must punish you well today, practice one more page and learn one more song..."

Mo Shaoheng smiled and followed the two figures, one big and one small, to leave the study room, with unprecedented tenderness in his eyes.