"Jing Teng, I..."

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

"You don't say it, right?"

On the back of Mo Jingteng's hand, the blue veins burst out, losing patience, and the sharp tip of the knife passed through Xiao Wenqing's face that had changed due to fear. This time, she did not let out the sharp scream and fainted directly.

A blood mark suddenly appeared on her face. Mo Zixuan was shocked to see it. He instinctively stepped forward and grabbed Mo Jingteng, shouting tremblingly: "Dad, calm down, my mother has fainted. It's useless if you kill her now."

"Get out!"

Mo Jingteng's cold eyes swept over Mo Zixuan. Whether it was frightened or thrown by him angrily, his tall body took two steps back before he could barely stabilize his body.

Mo Jingteng did not stop because of this, waved the knife and wrote on Xiao Wenqing's face. He did not throw the knife until he finished writing a word, asking A Sen and A Cheng beside him to drag her down.

Mo Zixuan was stunned!

When Mo Jingteng's cold eyes were fixed on him, he felt like he was staring at by a cruel lion, and a bone-eroding coldness appeared on his back. He subconsciously straightened his back and shouted uneasily: "Dad!"

Mo Jingteng didn't say anything, but just looked at him coldly.

Time, every minute, makes people feel long.

The atmosphere was stagnant.

Mo Zixuan's heart sank little by little in Mo Jingteng's eyes, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, his legs were just instinctively supporting his body, without any feeling.

After a while, Mo Jingteng finally spoke, his voice was not as cold as a knife, and he stabbed Mo Zixuan's heart: "Tomorrow, go to the hospital with me and do a DNA paternity test."

"dad!"

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

His face looked like snow, and he couldn't tell whether it was pain or sadness.

His father actually asked him to do a paternity test because his mother was outside, and even his son denied it.

"Your mother has an affair outside for a day or two, not a year or two. If she doesn't explain clearly, you can go to the hospital with me and use medical identification to identify our relationship."

After Mo Jingteng finished speaking, Asen and Acheng had already returned, reported to him, and pulled Xiao Wenqing into the back room where someone was guarding her.

Mo Jingteng glanced at Mo Zixuan again, and took Asen and Acheng directly upstairs.

In the quiet living room, Mo Zixuan stood alone in front of the sofa, his mind seemed to be filled with mud, and he could not think at all, but just stood there stupidly, thinking nothing in his heart.

*

In the suburbs, a European-style villa, in the second floor master bedroom, the dark light filled the master bedroom with a breath of nostalgia. After a while of affection, Wen Ran fell asleep.

Mo Xiuchen was not sleepy, and his eyes gently stared at the sleeping people beside him for a long time. When the ringtone of his cell phone made a whimpering sound, he narrowed his eyes, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and took his cell phone to the study to answer.

"Hello!"

The voice that overflowed with thin lips was filled with the coldness and coldness of late autumn. Although the caller was a relative who gave him life, in his eyes, there was really not much affection.

He sat in the small sofa in the study, lit a cigarette and took a heavy breath. The smoke rings he spit out made his handsome facial features as hazy as a knife, only those deep eyes that looked like a pool, and the bottomless darkness.

"Xiuchen, have you fallen asleep?"

On the other end of the phone, Mo Jingteng's voice came through the radio waves, with a three-point depression, two-point apologies, and one-point unnatural disturbance in the middle of the night.

Now, it is already half past eleven, and he should actually call this phone tomorrow.

However, he couldn't wait for tomorrow. When he scratched Xiao Wenqing's face and was not sure whether Mo Zixuan was his own son, the only relative was Mo Xiuchen.

This person has suffered so much since childhood and has survived several times. He has been living in Xiao Wenqing's vicious conspiracy. But his biological father doesn't care about him.

To put it bluntly, if Mo Xiuchen was a little stupid or weaker, even if he had no friends around him, Gu Kai, Qin Mu, and Luo Haofeng, who were as close as brothers, he might not have lived today.

And those painful growth experiences were all thanks to his biological father. Even if he gave him the group, he would not make up for the harm he suffered.

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

"What's up?"

The moment he saw the call, the gentleness and warmth between Mo Xiuchen's eyebrows faded away like a tide, leaving only a hint of coldness and coldness. He could not do anything to Mo Jingteng, as warm as other fathers and sons.

He had seen Gu Kai's admiration for his father, Luo Haofeng's disgust when facing his father, and Qin Mu's faced with cold face in three words.

But no matter what form of their photos, they are father-son and family affection.

When he faced Mo Jingteng, some of them were just cold. It was not the same as the coldness. It was even more difficult to relieve the ice.

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

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

Mo Xiuchen knew at that time that what he guessed was right. Mo Jingteng had indeed become suspicious for a long time, so he went on a "travel" alone. He said it was a trip, but he was afraid he would go to collect evidence.

A trace of surprise flashed through his eyes, and soon, he returned to coldness and coldness, and couldn't help but mock him: "Why are you willing to move Xiao Wenqing? Isn't she your favorite woman?"

At that time, he not only ruined a happy family for Xiao Wenqing, but also killed his mother...

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

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

"You don't need 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 sharply by Mo Xiuchen.

The force of his pinched his phone was getting worse due to his anger. The cigarette between his fingers broke into two pieces and fell into the ashtray on the coffee table.

What he needs the least is apology!

"Cleaning the dust!"
Chapter completed!