Mo Xiran is gone again.

I left in the morning and said I wanted to go home to rest. At noon, Zhou Yanchen called her and turned off the phone.

I rushed back to Zhou's house and found that she had not come back, nor was there in the apartment.

After thinking about it, he drove to Xizhao County.

Liu Fengyan was surprised when she saw Zhou Yanchen.

"Yan Chen, why are you here? Is Xi Ran?"

"Have you not been here?" Zhou Yanchen asked, but his eyes subconsciously looked around.

Liu Fengyan shook her head and said anxiously: "No, what's wrong? Is Xiran missing?"

Zhou Yanchen nodded, thought again, and grabbed Liu Fengyan's shoulder, "I think, I know where she is, I'll go find her, don't worry."

"Okay, okay, Yanchen, you find her and call me."

"Um."

After leaving the Mo family, Zhou Yanchen drove to the cemetery.

At the dusk of the west, he found the petite and curled figure in front of Mo Jingguo's tomb.

She leaned against the tombstone, her slender fingers constantly rubbing against the black and white photos of Mo Jingguo.

It was almost dark, and she, a girl, was so brave that she dared to be here alone.

Thinking of it, Zhou Yanchen's heart was tingling.

He took out his cell phone and told Liu Fengyan that he had found her. He walked slowly over.

"Why run around?" Zhou Yanchen said in a deep voice standing behind her.

Mo Xiran turned to look at him, his eyes red, "Achen, I miss my dad."

Zhou Yanchen was sad when she said that, and squatted down. He spread his arms and hugged her, "Well, be good."

Mo Xiran leaned in his arms, grabbed his clothes and cried quietly.

She still couldn't accept it, and she accepted that she was not her father's daughter.

How is that possible?

How could such a bizarre thing happen to her?

She never dreamed of becoming a child of a rich family.

She loves Mo Jingguo and loves him very much.

Let her cry in her arms, and when she calmed down a little, Zhou Yanchen hugged her and stood up.

Mo Xiran gently broke free from his arms and walked towards Feng Yingxue's tomb.

The woman in the photo has a quiet and beautiful smile, but there is a hint of sorrow between her eyebrows.

Could it be that my mother feels sorry for her father?

"Mom, tell me why I am not Dad's child?"

It was getting dark, and Zhou Yanchen hugged Mo Xiran and left the cemetery.

When he got into the car, he asked her, "Go home?"

Mo Xiran shook his head.

Zhou Yanchen sought a hotel.

After checking in, he asked the hotel to deliver dinner to his room.

Mo Xiran had no appetite, so he put the food aside after taking a few bites.

Zhou Yanchen asked her to go into the bathroom to take a shower, took a few bites by herself, and simply packed up the things.

When she came out of the bathroom, he wiped her hair and then went to take a shower by himself.

She lay quietly and obediently in the quilt, leaving him a piece of space.

When Zhou Yanchen came out, she looked at him with her eyes tightly.

He curled his lips, walked over and lifted the quilt and lay beside her, reached out to hug her, and kissed her forehead, "Are you sleepy? Go to bed."

"I don't want to sleep." Mo Xiran said, shrinking deep into his arms.

"Miss Mo, please come in." The servant smiled and welcomed Mo Xiran into the door. Before she could ask, he told her first: "Miss is in the room upstairs."

"Okay." Mo Xiran nodded and gave the supplements in her hand to the servant and asked her to take them down.

As soon as I went upstairs, I heard a burst of laughter and joy before I could reach the door.

She paused, then curled her lips and smiled.

Taozi was able to live such a good life, which made her very happy for her.

"Dongdong." Knocking on the door softly, a female voice came from the door, which was Taozi.

"Come in!"

Mo Xiran pushed the door and called her with a smile: "Taozi."

"Xizi!" Taozi widened her eyes excitedly and reached out to her, "Come here quickly."

In the room, Shengxingwen, Little Baby, Tao Jianguo, Li Xiulan and Sheng’s mother were all there.

They are all family members, Mo Xiran felt a little embarrassed and walked over.

Taozi grabbed her hand and whispered, "Why did you come to see me for so long? I thought you didn't love me anymore."

"No." Mo Xiran subconsciously glanced at everyone and said softly: "Something is wrong."

"What's up?"

Mo Xiran did not answer and asked softly: "Is the baby okay?"

Taozi nodded and smiled: "You can eat and sleep."

"Let's go out and let their little sisters talk." Tao Jianguo said.

Everyone stood up, Sheng Xingwen picked up the baby, Mo Xiran looked at it, and shook the baby's little hand.

"It looks so good, very similar to you."

Taozi touched her face embarrassedly, "Does it look like it? Why can't I see it?"

"It's very similar to Xingwen." Mo Xiran said again.

Everyone went out, and only Taozi and Mo Xiran were left in the room.

"You said something is wrong, what's the matter?" asked impatiently, Taozi held Mo Xiran's hand, "Has Zhou Yanchen bullied you?"

Why do you think of this?

Perhaps in their opinion, she should live happily, who would have thought that she was experiencing such an outrageous thing?

"No, Achen is very nice to me."

"What else is there?" Taozi saw that Mo Xiran's expression changed, and subconsciously felt that this was a big deal that made her embarrassed.

What would that be?

Mo Xiran didn't say anything, Taozi was about to die of anxiety.

She was impatient, "Speak quickly, what else can we say between us?"

"Don't worry." Taozi was still in confinement, and Mo Xiran didn't want to tell her.

But apart from Zhou Yanchen, Taozi is her best friend, and she really doesn't know what to do.

"I, I may not be my dad's daughter."

"ah?"

After blinking his eyes, Taozi realized for a long time, "What do you mean? Why are you not your father's daughter?"

He told Taozi little by little about Jiang Jingtao. After listening to Taozi, he didn't know what to say for a long time.

After a long time, she pinched Mo Xiran's finger, "Actually, you already believe it in your heart."

No one said this to her directly.

Mo Xiran was stunned and looked at Taozi in confusion, "I, I..."

Taozi sighed and touched her cheek, "You believe it, but you don't want to accept it. I can understand you. I haven't appeared for more than 30 years and suddenly said it was your father, why!"

"Taozi, what should I do?"

"If you don't want to recognize me, don't recognize me." Taozi's words were simple, but strangely, which made Mo Xiran feel relieved.

She thought things too complicated.

This seems impossible, and is the most direct solution.

He has money, his own family, and he has everything.
To be continued...