In view of the old man's outburst in the morning, Bai Mo rushed back to the Bai Residence on time to accompany the old man for dinner.
But at the dinner table, Bai Mo didn't see Yuan Duoduo, who was like a sticky candy, pouring tea and water for the old man.
Did Yuan Xiao Qiang really leave because of what I said in the morning? That didn't fit Yuan Xiao Qiang's character.
Old man Bai sat alone at the big dining table, eating dinner.
There was no servant beside him.
The dinner was so sumptuous that it highlighted the loneliness of the diner!
"Old man, where's your beloved sweetheart Duoduo? How come I don't see her serving you at your beck and call! "
Bai Mo washed his hands and walked over. While serving the old man a bowl of calming soup, he looked around for Yuan Duoduo.
Old man Bai leisurely took a sip of the calming soup prepared by his grandson, Bai Mo, and then faintly opened his mouth.
"I've already driven her back! You're right, it's a waste of food to keep her in the Bai Family! "
"…"
Bai Mo was startled. Was the old man being sarcastic? Or sarcastic? Why did it sound so creepy? There was the meaning of mentioning the pot that didn't boil!
"Old man, are you scolding me in a disguised way? Okay, okay, I accept any criticism you have! "
Bai Mo stood up and posed like he was going against the wind. "As long as you're comfortable, I'll do it!" Let the storm of criticism come fiercer! "
Old man Bai glanced at his clownish grandson and sighed slightly, "Grandpa is not joking with you, I really drove Duoduo back!"
After a short pause, Old Master Bai began to explain in a serious manner.
"I was thinking, the child in her womb was unknown, and she took care of me so meticulously … What if she harbored ill intentions, and took advantage of my moment of soft-heartedness and hot-headedness to leave the family business to her and the child in her womb? That would be terrible! In order to prevent myself from making such a low-level mistake in a moment of muddleheadedness, I took precautions and drove her back! "
Looking at his father's serious look, Bai Mo was also stunned. He didn't seem to be joking at all.
"Grandfather, with Yuan Xiao Qiang's stupidity, he doesn't have the intelligence to covet our Bai Family's business, right?"
"It's hard to say! You may know a person for a long time, but not his heart! I almost wanted to give her the entire property on the pedestrian street! So, it's better to be careful and take preventive measures! "
In fact, Bai Mo wasn't happy to hear his grandfather talk about Yuan Duoduo like that.
"Grandpa, why do you suddenly … miss Yuan Duoduo so much?"
"Grandpa was inspired by what you said this morning! I feel that this lass must have some ulterior motive for being so nice to an old man like me for no reason! "
Bai Mo's lips twitched. He didn't seem to agree with Elder Bai's words.
"Old Sir, I dare to guarantee that Yuan Duoduo approached you and served you only because she wanted to earn some remuneration … As for what you said about her coveting our Bai Family's property … I believe that she would never do that! She doesn't have the guts to do that! "
Elder Bai stared at his grandson Bai Mo, who had been defending Yuan Duoduo, with a scrutinizing gaze. He then let out a long sigh.
"Ai … Luckily I drove her away. If I let her stay in the Bai Family, I think our Bai Family's surname would be changed to Yuan Luo!"
"Grandpa, you, what do you mean by that?"
"Yuan Duoduo, this lass, not only did she almost deceive me, but now even you are almost swayed by her … Scary! Too scary! "
"Grandpa! Duoduo isn't the kind of girl you think she is! Although she likes to take advantage of others, she treats you sincerely! She serves you from front to back with a big belly. Even a grandson like me can't do that! "
"That's what's scary about her! She first moved you with her meticulous care, then made you recognize her filial piety towards me, and then started scheming against our Bai Family's property … "
"Grandpa! Don't say anymore! "
Bai Mo rarely talked back to Elder Bai because of an outsider. "Yuan Duoduo really isn't the kind of girl you think she is!"
"Then tell me, how did the child in her belly come about?"
"… Test tube babies! Didn't Yuan Duoduo confess to you in the beginning? "
"I don't think it's that simple! Which woman would be stupid enough to give birth to a pair of children who are not related to her by blood! "
"Yes! Yuan Duoduo is that kind of fool! "
Bai Mo's voice was much louder.
Feeling that he had lost his composure, he slowly exhaled to calm his heart.
"Grandpa, you've crossed more bridges than I've walked … How could you think that fool Yuan Duoduo was good to you only because she coveted our Bai Family's property? It's very unfair for you to think of her that way! "
After a slight pause, Bai Mo became silent. He bit his lips and his Adam's apple slid across his dry throat.
"Grandpa, rest well! I'm going to rest first! "
Looking at his grandson Bai Mo's angry and depressed back, the corners of Elder Bai's lips seemed to hold a faint smile.
After a series of ideological struggles, Old Master Bai finally called Dean Shen.
"Director Shen, I would like to ask you for a favor."
"Elder Bai, you're too kind! It's an honor for me to be able to help! "
"I would like to ask: Will there be any potential harm to the five-month-old woman and her fetus by extracting a small amount of amniotic fluid?"
"As long as the operation is done carefully, there will be no harm at all."
"Then I'll have to trouble Director Shen to find a skilled doctor to perform this surgery on Yuan Duoduo! We must ensure that the pregnant woman and the fetus are safe! "
"Okay, Elder Bai. I'll ask the doctor to do it now."
"No rush!"
Elder Bai paused for a moment. "Let's wait until the fetus is a little older!"
"Alright then! Elder Bai, what do you think: Let's do it during Ms. Yuan's next routine prenatal checkup? "
"Okay, it's settled then."
*****
It was late at night.
After Feng Xinglang settled his wife and children, he remotely controlled the smart wheelchair to move to the study.
The data on the hard disk sent by Yan Bang was played quickly.
Feng Xinglang wanted to find clues about the real culprit from these videos.
In fact, Feng Xinglang already had a candidate for the real culprit in his mind, but he still needed to find the real culprit's motive.
Lan Youyou mentioned that she didn't know the man with the V-face mask who put her under house arrest.
If the real culprit was really that person, then it was impossible for Lan Youyou not to know him!
Or perhaps, Lan Youyou lied?
Or were there two groups of people who kidnapped her son, Lin Nuo and Lan Youyou?
There was another possibility: The real culprit did not appear in person! A subordinate or a henchman could make Lan Youyou not recognize him!
What about the motive?
Framing Yan Bang so that Hetun would misunderstand Yan Bang, and besides him, it was still justifiable;
But kidnapping Lan Youyou and letting her go …
Just to let her tell him that the game had just begun?
There was one point that Feng Xinglang still couldn't understand: Why did the real culprit and Yan Bang want to kill each other?
If the real culprit was smart enough, shouldn't it be more reasonable to cooperate with Yan Bang to get rid of Hetun first?
Or did he want to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, so that he could reap the benefits?
It was a bad cycle that gave him a headache!
Two hours later, after drinking the milk that Aunt An brought up, Feng Xinglang fell into a deep sleep.
A ghost-like silhouette flew in from the window of the study room and approached Feng Xinglang, who was sleeping soundly, without a sound.
Because the blood flow of his injured leg was not smooth, Feng Xinglang's handsome face was covered with a layer of fatigue and morbid tiredness.
After a short look, the person's eyes fell from Feng Xinglang's handsome face to his injured left calf.
The phantom squatted over, seemingly checking the condition of Feng Xinglang's injured leg.
Perhaps in his plan, he did not consider that Feng Xinglang would be injured!
He was already very careful, but as soon as he touched the steel lining, Feng Xinglang, who was sleeping soundly, let out a painful groan.
The phantom immediately stopped what he was doing and picked up the blanket that had fallen from the floor.
He looked at the muscular Feng Xinglang who was curled up on the wheelchair, feeling very uncomfortable. His breathing was not smooth.
When the phantom saw the sofa behind him, he moved closer and picked up Feng Xinglang's heavy body from the wheelchair …
It's really strenuous!
This guy has only cared about gaining weight for the past few months, hasn't he?
With great difficulty, he laid Feng Xinglang's heavy body flat on the sofa without hurting his injured leg. Just as the phantom was about to remove his arm from the crook of Feng Xinglang's leg, he did not expect Feng Xinglang's strong leg to cross over and rest on the phantom's shoulder!
It was not the first time that the phantom had seen Feng Xinglang's barbaric sleeping posture. He was just surprised that Feng Xinglang, who now had a wife and a child, still had such a domineering sleeping posture. Was he not worried about hurting his wife and child?
The phantom maintained a squatting posture. This kind of height was more suitable for Feng Xinglang to sleep on the sofa.
Only when Feng Xinglang was sound asleep on the sofa did the phantom slowly move the strong leg on his shoulder onto the sofa. He then pushed the wheelchair over to the side of the sofa to prevent Feng Xinglang from rolling down and getting injured again.
He quietly stared at the sound asleep Feng Xinglang. At this moment, time seemed to stop.
Slowly, a curled up index finger reached over and scraped across the bridge of Feng Xinglang's straight nose …
Until the phantom heard faint footsteps coming from the stairs of the study.
When Housekeeper Mo came in, the phantom had already disappeared. In the study, there was only the Second Young Master Feng Xinglang sleeping soundly on the sofa and covered with a blanket.
"Second Young Master … Second Young Master … Let me help you to sleep? You will feel more comfortable! "
Housekeeper Mo asked tentatively, but all he got was the sound of Feng Xinglang's snorting.
Housekeeper Mo could only shake his head and cover the Second Young Master with the blanket again to ensure that his injured leg would not be squeezed or crushed.
After Housekeeper Mo turned off the light and left, the phantom's figure appeared again.
He stood quietly beside Feng Xinglang's sofa. He was silent like a thousand-year-old sculpture.
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