Chapter 1089
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She looked at Xiang Mochen. "Daddy, are you going to give Mommy one too?"
Mochen replied, "Yeah."
Little Pomelo asked, "Daddy, did you make the ones for Mommy and Brother?"
Mochen lowered his head and looked at her. "Yes."
The little boy played with his pistol. He was so handsome!
He was indeed his biological daddy!
He had learned a lot about weapons from his uncle and had also learned how to shoot. He held the pistol and aimed at the bull's eye. He hit the bull 's-eye with one shot.
Little Pomelo was speechless.
Brother had hit the bull 's-eye!
She looked at the little boy, hurt. "Brother, did Uncle teach you before?"
The little boy looked at Little Pomelo and pursed his lips. "Yeah." He looked at her encouragingly. "Little Pomelo, you can do it too."
Little Pomelo wanted to compete with the little boy, but the difference in results was too great.
Each of them shot three times and the little boy hit the bull 's-eye. Little Pomelo only hit the bull' s-eye once and the other two were in the surrounding area.
Little Pomelo was speechless.
Brother was so good!
She ran to the side to practice.
The little boy glanced at her. He hadn't expected Little Pomelo to be so competitive.
However, Little Pomelo had only been learning for half a day and he was already very good.
Mochen guided them and the two little boys practiced very hard.
They practiced until noon.
During lunch, Weiwei asked, "How's the practice going?"
Little Pomelo was unhappy. "It seems normal."
The little boy glanced at her. "Our Little Pomelo is already very good."
He turned his head and looked at Xiang Mochen. "Don't you think so, Uncle?"
Mochen looked at Little Pomelo and stroked her little head. He said softly, "Yes, it's already very good. Many children at their age can't even hit the target in a week."
Little Pomelo was comforted when he heard that. He looked at Xiang Mochen and asked, "Little Uncle, is that so?"
Mochen said, "Of course."
Little Pomelo stretched out his chubby arms. "Little Uncle, give me a hug."
Mochen sighed softly and hugged her.
Little Pomelo sat on Mochen's lap, wrapped his arms around his neck, and kissed him. "Little Uncle, I like you."
Mochen looked down at him. "I like you too."
Weiwei, "…"
Wasn't Little Pomelo being too unscrupulous just because he knew how to hypnotize people?
Moreover, when she sent a text message to Mochen, he didn't reply. She remembered clearly that he was very angry and even talked to himself in his dreams that he didn't want to talk to his daddy anymore and wanted to break off all ties with his daddy.
Hmm, I forgot about it in the blink of an eye.
She looked at Little Pomelo and Mochen in a daze.
When his gaze met Mo Chen's, he quickly retracted his gaze.
Mochen, "…"
He put Little Pomelo aside. "Be good and eat."
Little Pomelo's face was filled with happiness as she replied, "Mm."
Mochen glanced at Weiwei again.
Weiwei sat there and ate her lunch, her expression natural.
Mochen, "…"
He also lowered his head to eat his lunch. His phone suddenly rang. He picked it up as he ate and glanced at it.
It was a message from Ji Zuo, along with a piece of news.
The news that Helian Weiwei and the music intern Wei Wei were the same person appeared on the internet on a large scale, along with all sorts of analysis.
Especially the analysis of the timing, it was too convincing.
Wei Wei was stabbed by a female fan's mother and died from the injury. Then suddenly there was a princess.
Moreover, no one had ever seen Princess Helian Weiwei before. Even Rong Zhan, the former chief official of the President and Miss Helian's ex-husband, did not know of Helian Weiwei's existence. There were too many suspicious points.
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