Cen Mo didn't understand what she meant. "Improve one's charisma?"
"Sir, I've always been by your side, but the people under me have always been very afraid of me, and no one is willing to get close to me. I saw that Little Lu was very popular after coming to our Cen residence, and everyone likes Little Lu, so I went to ask Little Lu how to improve one's charisma! Little Lu is my teacher … "Saihand scratched his ears and cheeks as he explained to Cen Mo," So stop making wild guesses! "
Cen Mo nodded, looking as if he was suddenly enlightened. He then turned around and drank the soup Song Yao made.
Although the taste wasn't as delicious as the ones made by the chef at home, Song Yao's sincerity won …
"Does it taste good?" Song Yao asked.
Seeing that Cen Mo was about to answer, Song Yao hurriedly said, "I want to hear the truth! Don't lie to me! "
Cen Mo nodded and said straightforwardly, "So-so …"
Song Yao was rendered speechless.
I told you to be straightforward, and you're really straightforward!
Song Yao sat back in her chair unhappily, listening to Cen Mo's comments as he drank a mouthful. Like a gourmet, he stared at the chicken soup in front of him and said slowly, "When you were stewing the soup, the fire was too strong, and the meat was a little tough. When you took it out of the pot, you didn't remove the oil, so the taste was a little greasy. Perhaps because it was your first time making it, you weren't bold enough in the salt you used, and the taste wasn't good enough. Salt is the most important of all flavorings. A little more or a little less will affect the taste of the entire dish or soup! I can understand putting pepper in the soup, but I don't understand why you put chili peppers in … "
Song Yao sat in her chair, glaring at Cen Mo furiously!
It was enough for him to say the word 'so-so'. Why did he have to keep on belittling her? What did he mean?
"But …" Cen Mo raised his head. "Just because you put in so much effort to make this, it's not too much for me to say that it's a delicacy!"
Song Yao, who had been pulling a long face earlier, couldn't resist biting her lip and smiling when she heard this.
What was this?
After hitting him so many times … he was giving him a sweet date in the end?
But this sweet date was given after hitting him so many times. Why did Song Yao still feel that it was rather sweet?
Song Yao watched as Cen Mo lowered his head and drank almost all of the soup Song Yao made, not even leaving behind the chicken ingredients. She was overjoyed.
She looked at Cen Mo, who was now smiling, and thought about the things she had hidden from Cen Mo. She felt troubled. She had promised not to hide anything from Cen Mo, but she really didn't know how to tell Cen Mo about the secret in his mother's diary.
After lunch, Cen Mo had work to do, so Song Yao stayed in the bedroom, feeling worried.
That day when she had a heart-to-heart talk with Cen Mo, with Cen Mo's wisdom, he should have already noticed that Song Yao was hiding something from him. He was waiting for Song Yao to confess. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been working all day instead of accompanying her to sleep at night.
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be difficult for Song Yao to do something like this. However, Cen Mo wasn't an ordinary person. There was something wrong with him, and Song Yao was afraid that it would cause him greater psychological trauma.
She picked up her phone, wanting to consult Lin Nuan. It was one in the afternoon in Morocco, so it was nine in the evening in China …
Lin Nuan should be done with her work by now!
Song Yao dialed Lin Nuan's number.
Lin Nuan was on her way back. She had fallen asleep in the nanny van, but she was woken up by the vibration of her phone.
Lin Nuan held back her headache. When she saw that it was a call from Song Yao, she straightened her chair, sat up, and answered the call. "Yao Yao …"
"Nuan Nuan, are you busy now?"
"I've already finished work, and I'm on my way back!"
"There's something I can't make up my mind about, so I wanted to discuss it with you!" Song Yao said hesitantly with a frown.
"Mm, go ahead …"
"Previously, when Cen Mo and I came to Morocco from China, Cen Mo brought a relic of his mother's. It was his mother's diary!" Song Yao didn't seem to find it hard to talk about anything in front of Lin Nuan. She said succinctly, "When I was helping to sort things out, I didn't know that it was his mother's relic. Put it on the bookshelf?" It fell down and broke the lock of the diary. Something fell out from inside. It was the paternity test done when Cen Mo returned to the Lu Family … "
When Lin Nuan heard this, she could already guess the rest of the story …
"It showed that Cen Mo wasn't the Lu family's flesh and blood!" Song Yao hesitated for a moment before she said, "I read Cen Mo's mother's diary. Cen Mo's mother said … back then, she and her husband received news that there was a child of the same age as their lost son in an orphanage in Alabama. Although the child's memories of the past weren't clear, he remembered that his surname was Lu! After all, there weren't many Chinese people who went missing in the United States. It was a great coincidence that he still remembered his surname was Lu! They thought that they had found their son and rushed to Alabama in the United States … "
Song Yao spoke slowly, and Lin Nuan listened very seriously.
Back then, the Lu family's grandfather had fallen seriously ill and was hospitalized because he missed his grandson. Meanwhile, Cen Mo's parents had been estranged because they had lost their son.
When the Lu family's old master heard this news, his condition took a turn for the better. He cooperated with the doctors' treatment with all his might, wanting to stay alive to see his grandson!
Even Old Master Lu and Old Madam Lu were certain that the child was theirs. It was too much of a coincidence that he remembered his surname was Lu and had been found in the United States. It was so coincidental that no one could doubt it.
Black hair, black eyes, yellow skin … Lu Xiangsi's mother couldn't hold back her tears the moment she saw Cen Mo. She hugged Cen Mo and burst into tears. The age and surname all matched. Next was the paternity test.
All these years, the Lu family had spent too much time and energy searching for their lost child!
Lu Xiangsi's mother wrote in her diary that when she first saw Cen Mo, she was very surprised to see the stubbornness and tears in the child's pure and clean eyes.
Especially when the child saw her, seeing that she also had black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin, the child seemed to subconsciously think that she was his mother. There was doubt, sadness, and desire in his eyes!
Her heart softened terribly.
Lu Xiangsi's mother said that she could actually sense that the child wasn't her own flesh and blood. Her flesh and blood were probably no longer in this world. It was just that she didn't dare to say it all these years …
Even though she knew the answer in her heart, Lu Xiangsi's mother still carried a glimmer of hope and asked for the paternity test. What if it was?
At that time, the results of the paternity test would take three days even in the United States.
In those three days, the more Lu Xiangsi's parents interacted with Cen Mo, the more they realized that Cen Mo was a tough and smart child!
Especially Cen Mo's eyes, which were so beautiful that it broke one's heart. He could perfectly take care of his daily life. His clothes were more tattered than any of the children in the orphanage, but they were cleaner than any of them.
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