Mr. President, Love Without Restraint!

Chapter 1423: Youyou, you are the child I gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy (Additional Update 1)

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Passersby were all shocked.

How could a child not recognize his own mother and instead call the mistress who bullied his own mother 'mom'!

Youyou seemed to be able to sense the surprise of others. He slowly raised his head and looked at the onlookers.

Finally, the gaze is fixed on the face of the eldest sister who was the first to stand up and "uphold justice".

"You are all wrong, she is my mother..." He pointed at Xinluo.

"She is not." He pointed at Wan Weiwei again.

Wan Weiwei, who was pointed at by Youyou, began to struggle in pain, moaning "ahhhh", but because her chin was pinched by Xinluo, she couldn't say a word.

Youyou turned back calmly, his cold gaze falling on Wan Weiwei's face.

Seeing that face, which was extremely similar to my mother's, but made me want to vomit.

A hint of disgust flashed across Youyou's dark and slightly cold eyes.

"Mom..." Youyou looked up at Xinluo, "Mom, let her go. I have something to say to her."

Xinluo was slightly startled, but when she met her son's calm eyes, she let go of Wan Weiwei's chin without asking anything.

As soon as she let go, Wan Weiwei immediately cried, "Youyou, Youyou... Don't listen to her, I am your mother! I am Tang Xinluo, I am your mother..."

"Mom went through ten months of hard work to give birth to you. You are a piece of flesh that fell from my body. How could I abandon you? Youyou, you can't let this woman brainwash you and not acknowledge me. I had my reasons for leaving you..."

Because Youyou didn't stop her and didn't let anyone else do anything, Wan Weiwei cried out the lines she had memorized countless times without any hindrance.

She cried and protested her injustice, telling Youyou and everyone present how forced she was to leave.

When everyone heard Wan Weiwei's words, they finally understood.

No wonder this little boy doesn’t recognize his biological mother. It turns out that his biological mother has not been around since he was a child and has been brainwashed by the mistress.

"It's so tragic. The child was only six months old and he lost his memory in the explosion... He was forced to leave his own son so early. I don't know how sad he must be."

"That's right. Her husband is so sinister. In order to kick out his original wife and make way for his mistress, he actually ignored his wife who disappeared in the explosion."

"Tsk, that's nothing. Let me tell you, I saw some information online, that the explosion was planned by her husband himself. In addition to getting rid of his wife, he also wanted to put the blame on former president Shi Weizheng. As a result, because of the explosion, no one investigated the cause of death of the former president."

Passersby shared the gossip they had heard.

Just as they were discussing heatedly, the protagonist of the topic, Youyou, the biological son in the fake Tang Xinluo's mouth, said something with a cold expression that surprised everyone.

He said—

"Ten months of pregnancy? Humph, you are really lying. I was a premature baby, born seven months premature. As my biological mother, don't you know that?"

Wan Weiwei's miserable and sorrowful crying came to an abrupt end with Youyou's words.

His question, like a sudden, biting cold wind, froze everything in place.

Wan Weiwei was stunned for a few seconds before she suddenly reacted.

She suddenly remembered what Gu Xuaner had told her, that Lu Yuchen and Tang Xinluo's son was indeed born seven months prematurely.

Wan Weiwei immediately changed her words: "Mom knows... Of course Mom knows. Youyou, you are a premature baby, born more than seven months old due to an accident. Mom almost died when she gave birth to you... I lost a lot of blood..."

"My child, you were born in the First Hospital of City A. Of course, I know all about your situation. I just used the wrong word. Youyou, please don't blame me, okay?"

The author has something to say and there are 4 more chapters, crying... I will continue (to be continued)