Chapter 1952
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As soon as he said that, he was met with silence, apart from his own echoes!
There were no more footsteps and the surroundings were quiet, as if everything that had just happened was a hallucination.
When Murong Yu opened his eyes, he saw a cute girl. Her eyes were as bright and beautiful as the sea of stars. Just one look was enough to captivate a person.
The next second, he heard the girl's sweet voice. "Uncle, can I chat with you?"
Murong Yu replied, "Sure."
His voice was gentle, as if he was being controlled.
Little Pomelo asked softly, "Is there an antidote for the poison in Jiang Ling's body?"
Murong Yu replied, "Yes."
Little Pomelo said, "He looks so uncomfortable when he acts up. Uncle, you're so kind. Let's save him."
Murong Yu's heart tightened when he heard that. "Okay."
Little Pomelo asked, "Then where is the antidote?"
Murong Yu said a place.
Little Pomelo glanced at his daddy beside him.
Mochen's eyes were as dark as ink. He remembered it and didn't make a sound.
At this moment, the slightest movement could wake up the hypnotized person.
Little Pomelo said, "Thank you, Uncle. You're such a good person."
Murong Yu replied, "You're the first person to say that I'm a good person."
Little Pomelo said softly, "That's because others don't understand you, Uncle."
Murong Yu replied, "Really?"
Little Pomelo said, "Uncle, can you tell me where Ji Zuo's video is?"
Murong Yu said a place.
Little Pomelo asked softly, "Is there only one?"
Murong Yu replied, "There's still one more."
Little Pomelo asked, "Where is it?"
Murong Yu said another place. Little Pomelo glanced at Mochen.
Mochen remembered everything.
Little Pomelo thought of the most important question and became nervous. "Uncle, who is your daddy?"
Daddy?
Murong Yu was stunned and seemed to understand. "The Southern Dynasty."
Southern Dynasty?
Little Pomelo furrowed her brows when she heard that word.
Damn it, why is it so similar to the name of Auntie Tang Si's father, Tang Dynasty?
Could it really be the Tang Dynasty?
Little Pomelo asked softly, "Are the Southern Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty the same people?"
Murong Yu was silent for a long time. He seemed to be thinking, his brows furrowed in distress.
After a long time, he shook his head. "Whether it's true or not, I don't know."
Little Pomelo said, "Why do you say that? Uncle, could it be that you don't even recognize your own father? "
Murong Yu was speechless.
He was silent for a long time.
Little Pomelo asked, "Where is he now?"
Murong Yu said, "I'm not sure."
Little Pomelo asked, "Are you Daddy's only child?"
Murong Yu was speechless.
He thought for a long time, but he couldn't be sure, so he didn't say anything.
Little Pomelo was speechless.
It looked like Murong Yu didn't know. Murong Yu's daddy was really a little mysterious. Was he Auntie Tang Si's daddy?
She looked at Murong Yu's expression and asked, "Aren't you the Young Master? You're going to be the President in the future. You should have a lot of subordinates, right? "
Murong Yu's expression suddenly turned sinister. "Half of my men have been killed by Ji Zuo!"
Little Pomelo said, "That's impossible. If you only have so few men, how are you going to be the President?"
Murong Yu said, "The others are in my father's hands."
Little Pomelo replied, "Oh." She glanced at Mochen and asked, "Is Vermillion Bird your daddy's man?"
Before coming, Daddy, Mommy, and Little Uncle Mohan had done a lot of homework for her!
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