No matter who heard this, he would be puzzled.
Mo Qianxin frowned, raised his head and asked, "Are you sure?"
The adoptive parents were a little bit cramped, their eyes avoiding.
"Yes, sure."
Mo Qianxin and his sister looked at each other, and Mo Luan was not much surprised.
She lifted her chin, "Look at what it says first."
The above content is written from Mo Luan's perspective.
The rough meaning is: Mo Luan is an adult and can decide his own life by himself.
She did not want to get married, and because she had found a relative, she voluntarily asked to leave the home of adoptive parents.
From then on, she had nothing to do with her adoptive parents until she died.
The writing is amazing.
Mo Luan chuckled his lips and smiled, and asked, "Do you not need me to provide you with pensions?"
The adoptive mother said: "We have saved some money over the years, and it is no problem to see a doctor and take medicine. When we are old, we can go to the nursing home in the county."
Even the second half of my life is ready.
I really want to break it cleanly.
"That's all right."
When Mo Luan agreed, the adoptive parents were obviously relieved.
There was a feeling of taking away a big rock that would hit them at any time.
"However, I want to know why you adopted me?"
As soon as this was said, the face of the adoptive parents changed slightly, and their nerves became tense again.
Mo Qianxin put down the severance book and looked at them.
Facing the eyes of the brothers and sisters, an invisible pressure came around, and the adoptive parents swallowed nervously.
"Yes, I just thought you were pretty, so I adopted it."
Mo Luan: "Show me the adoption card."
The adoptive mother's face was pale. She was brought to them by someone else. Where's the adoption certificate.
The two fidgeted nervously.
The adoptive mother looked at her adoptive father helplessly, and the adoptive father calmed down and said: "The last time your mother sold waste products, it was sold as waste products."
"Do you still remember the name of the orphanage?"
"This--"
Faced with the pressing of the girl, the two of them sweated on their nervous foreheads.
"Time, time is too long, I, we forgot..."
Mo Qianxin said in a cold voice: "Please tell the truth."
The adoptive parents were startled, rubbing their thighs with their palms, "...we are telling the truth."
Mo Luan said, "I ask you because of respect for you. If you don't talk about it, I can also find out about it, but—"
"I said."
The adoptive mother suddenly raised her head, as if afraid of what Mo Luan would find out, she said quickly, "I said, I said all."
The adoptive father frowned and glanced at the adoptive mother.
The adoptive mother held his hand and said to Mo Luan, "You were not taken from the orphanage."
"Oh? What then?"
The adoptive mother whispered: "A man took you..."
the other side
An Jinze has been dealing with the villa affairs these days.
The problem of compensation for damage to the furniture was handed over to the assistant to take care of it.
After several days of scrutiny, something was found.
Several people lived in that villa ten years ago.
But their identities are completely unsearchable, and there is no trace to be found.
So, if you want to know who they are, you have to wake up grandpa.
Thinking of the old man in the hospital, An Jinze felt heavy and complicated.
Taking out his mobile phone to call Mo Qianhong, Zuo Qingxuan walked over with a coffee.
"Still worrying about the villa?"
She put the coffee in front of the man.
An Jinze said: "With a little eyebrow, the mystery is even bigger."
"Take your time. Yesterday I went to see Grandpa. The doctor said he was in a good condition and I believe he will wake up."
Zuo Qingxuan said, "When Grandpa wakes up, everything will be clear."
An Jinze let out a sigh, "Hope."
"Sit down first, and I'll see if the fish soup is ready."
An Jinze said: "You are not in good health. Rest more when you have time. Leave the kitchen to Mom Zhang."