Chapter 347
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Before Wei Wei could say anything, the call ended.
She gripped her phone tightly, her mind still filled with a certain someone's words.
Looking at Ji Zuo, she hesitated for a moment before asking softly, "Did your Young Master have many girlfriends in the past?"
Ji Zuo was stunned.
Why would Miss Wei Wei ask this?
He thought about it for a long time and decided to tell the truth. "No, I don't think so."
"Oh," Wei Wei replied. Her heart was beating unusually fast, and she asked in a roundabout way, "Then Young Master's mother is his ex-girlfriend?"
Ji Zuo didn't know if his bonus and salary would be deducted if he continued to speak. He sat there, his forehead starting to sweat.
Why would Miss Wei Wei ask him!
Wei Wei fixed her gaze on Ji Zuo's back. "Is it inconvenient for you to tell me?"
Ji Zuo recalled Ji You's words and repeatedly reminded him to hug Miss Wei Wei tightly to ensure her safety, so that he wouldn't have to worry about deducting his bonus and salary!
He thought about it again and again. "Young Master doesn't seem to have had a girlfriend in the past, right? I've never heard of one. "
Wei Wei's heart warmed. "Then do you know Young Master's mother?"
Ji Zuo replied, "I don't know. To be honest, I'm also very curious. Young Master has never had a woman by his side."
"Oh," Wei Wei replied. "Is that so?"
Ji Zuo couldn't help but add, "Actually, I'm not the only one who's curious. The Mo Family is also curious. Young Master was actually adopted by Old Madam and Old Master when they visited the orphanage."
Wei Wei was stunned. She didn't expect that the little boy was really adopted. "But he looks like your Young Master!"
Ji Zuo said, "That's right. He was still young when he first came home. The Young Master had just learned how to walk and talk, so it wasn't obvious. But the more he grew, the more he resembled the Young Master. The people in the Mo Family mansion all said that he looked exactly like the Young Master when he was young. It was as if he was cast from the same mold."
Wei Wei's eyes became hot. Was it possible that the little shota was the little dragon eye?
At the thought of this, his heart raced and his throat felt hot!
She tried to sound natural. "Isn't this too much of a coincidence?"
Ji Zuo said, "Yeah, everyone thinks so. They all suspect that Young Master is Young Master's illegitimate son."
Wei Wei recalled what Mochen had said. If she understood it correctly, did he mean that she was the only woman he had ever had before?
But how could she confirm it with him?
Her heart was in a mess. She didn't want him to know that the person that night was her!
Ji Zuo laughed. "What's even stranger is that Young Master was originally adopted by Old Master and Old Madam. When the Young Master went to the mansion, the Young Master smiled at the Young Master the moment he saw the Young Master. He ran over to hug the Young Master's leg and called out 'Papa'. He wanted the Young Master to hug him, he wanted the Young Master to hold the milk bottle for him when he was breastfeeding, and he wanted the Young Master to feed him when he was eating. When the Young Master left, he followed right after him."
Wei Wei's heart swelled and she couldn't keep her cool. "I heard from President Shang that a girl drugged your Young Master four years ago. Is she Young Master's mother?"
Ji Zuo sat there and his expression suddenly changed. Young Master Shang was really brave. He even dared to say something like this to Miss Wei Wei.
How was he going to answer this?
He was also present that day. He was Young Master's personal bodyguard!
Hearing the commotion in the room, he pushed the door open. The Young Master was lying on the bed and gave them a look that told them to get out!
But could he really tell Miss Wei Wei about this?
After saying it, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to get his salary and bonus anymore!
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