Billionaire ex-wife is too hot

Chapter 153: The Truth About Pregnant Momo 1
An Ruchu was slightly taken aback, with glistening teardrops hanging from the corners of his eyes, he stared at Mo Chen in a daze, with some hidden emotion rolling in his eyes.

"An An." Seeing her expression, Mo Chen felt flustered, and explained: "An An, I need to know."

"Is it necessary to know?" An Ruchu suddenly woke up at this moment, her face suddenly changed, as if the weak and crying person just now was not her, but now she had changed into a cold and indifferent look, with a smile on her lips, "As a child Father, you don’t even know? Are you still ashamed to ask me?”

"An'an..." Mo Chen frowned, wondering why she changed her face so quickly, she was fine just now, he thought she was finally willing to let go of those misunderstandings, and opened his heart to tell him, who knew that when this question was brought up, it seemed like a touch... her inverse scales.

He also knew why she was so sensitive. As a child's father, he didn't know about such things. For her, it was already a kind of irony, or a kind of distrust.

That's why she reacted so much and cared so much.

"Are you doubting or what?" An Ruchu looked at him coldly, her elegant face was stained with frost and snow, and every trace of her breath was cold, "If you don't want to admit it, no one can force you, and I'm even happier. "

Mo Chen frowned in distress, "An An, you know that's not what I meant!"

"How would I know what you mean?" An Ruchu folded her arms and sneered.

Mo Chen pursed his lips, held his breath, and continued: "An'an, I hope we can really have a good talk. I admit that it's ridiculous that I don't know about this kind of thing, but I really don't know, and you must know. It's not that I don't recognize Momo, I already know that Momo is our child, so I should know the truth even more."

An Ruchu's face turned slightly pale, and he turned to the beginning, and his tone was still resisting, "I don't want to mention the past, since you have already identified Mo Mo as your son, then the previous things are useless."

"An'an!" Mo Chen growled in a moment of anxiety, "Why didn't you tell me what happened at that time!"

An Ruchu covered his eyes with his hands, and said wearily: "I don't want to say, if you want to know, go back and think about what you did on the Qixi Festival six years ago."

"Qixi Festival?" Mo Chen was taken aback, vaguely aware of something unusual, "Is it the Qixi Festival?"

An Ruchu has lost patience, "That's the end of the story, I've said everything I need to say, you go out!"

Originally, this kind of thing was a kind of distrust and grievance to her. When he asked like this, she was already very sorry for not beating him out with a stick. Now she gave him a reminder, which is considered to be the most benevolent.

Perhaps, others will think that she is hypocritical, and she has already said half of what she said, why didn't she speak clearly.

But, put yourself in the shoes of your husband, if your husband didn't believe that the child was his from the very beginning, and later recognized it after the identification report, and then asked when it was conceived, wouldn't it be wrong? Do you feel humiliated by being suspected?
Mo Chen looked at An Ruchu with complicated eyes. At this moment, he already knew that it was impossible to ask any more questions, but since she had already given a hint, it was not a waste of time.

"In this case, I'll go first." He pursed his lips, and before leaving, he suddenly turned around, "An An, I didn't doubt you, Mo Mo is our child, I firmly believe it!"

After all, he strode out the door without saying a word.

Hearing him go out and close the door, An Ruchu turned around, let out a long breath, and sat down on the bed.

**
Sleepless all night.

Mo Chen spent the whole night thinking about what he did on the Qixi Festival six years ago, and why he didn't have any memory of it.

Due to the long time, Mo Chen thought hard all night, but he didn't think of anything. He got up when the morning was gray.

After washing up, he naturally went to An Ruchu's house. He wanted to visit her, but he pushed the door, but it was locked and he couldn't get in.

Mo Chen sighed, and turned to Mo Mo's room. After looking at the bedside for a long time, he reluctantly kissed Mo Mo's forehead, went out of the room, and prepared breakfast.

Get everything ready, exactly 07:30 in the morning.

Mo Chen looked at the door of An Ruchu's room, but there was no movement, probably still sleeping.After thinking about it, he gave up waiting for her and went straight to work.

The first thing to do when you go to the company is to call Rong Xiang to come over.

The phone rang for a long time before Rong Xiang answered it. His voice was sleepy, probably because he hadn't woken up. "Hey, who is it! It's so early in the morning and you can't let people sleep!"

Mo Chen said coldly, "It's me, hurry over to my office! I'll give you 15 minutes!"

"Ah! Brother!" Rong Xiang was startled by his voice and woke up, "Only 15 minutes? It will take me half an hour to get there!"

"After one minute, I'll transfer you to Africa." Mo Chen finished speaking coldly, and hung up the phone.

While waiting for Rong to think about it, Mo Chen started looking through his previous itinerary, but it had been too long, and he couldn't find it here.

Six years ago, Qin Feng was his personal secretary at that time, and he should have arranged these things, but now Qin Feng is no longer in the company, and these itineraries can't be found.

Since Qin Feng was fired, he has disappeared. It is not easy for him to find Qin Feng in a short time.

In this way, the clues to this matter have been cut off like this, and the only thing that can be relied on is probably Rong Xiang, he may remember something.

Mo Chen pushed aside the pile of documents on the table a little irritably, pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache, and thought about what happened that day.

The past time is like a butterfly, passing by in the long river of memories, too many fragments cover his face, he stretches out his hand, but he can't catch anything, and he can't find anything.

Obviously, he has always had such a good memory, and he can remember everything from his childhood clearly, but he seems to have never experienced what happened on that day, and he doesn't have any memory of it.

All the memories seem to be taken away from that day alone.

Mo Chen held his head restlessly and leaned on the desk thinking hard. The ground had already been thrown into a mess by him.

When Rong Xiang rushed over, he saw such a scene. If he hadn't seen Mo Chen still there, he would almost have thought he was robbed.

"Brother, what's the matter with you? Why are you in such a hurry?" Rong Xiang didn't even brush his teeth, and didn't even wash his face. His hair was like a chicken coop compared to that of Sha Matt, and his clothes were casual, with all the buttons on his body. Next, it looks like you are in a hurry.

Mo Chen raised his head when he heard the voice, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked very tired, he caught sight of Rong Xiang, and said in a hoarse and low voice, "Rong Xiang, did something happen on Qixi Festival six years ago? "

"Six years ago on Qixi Festival?" Rong Xiang's eyes widened instantly when he heard it, "Brother, you called me here early in the morning just to ask me about this moldy thing?"

Mo Chen gave him a displeased look, Rong Xiang touched his nose, and smiled awkwardly, "Well, hehe, brother, don't get excited, I'm just talking casually."

"Stop talking nonsense." Mo Chen gave him a cold look, "Say it!"

Rong Xiang rubbed his chin, "Six years ago! It's been so long, I can't remember it so clearly, and it's Qixi Festival, I'm not sure which beauty I'm spending the Spring Festival with! How do I know what you did?"

"Huh?" Mo Chen's expression darkened, and he shot a sharp eye.

Rong Xiang curled his lips, "Okay! Let me think about it first, it's been so long, who can remember it all at once! By the way, brother, why did you think of this so suddenly?"

"Let you think, you just think." Mo Chen was in a very unhappy mood today, his face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water.

Rong Xiang rolled his eyes. Although he was reluctant, he didn't dare to disobey. He sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, recalled, and murmured: "Let me think about the Qixi Festival six years ago... um, Qixi Festival is a special day, but it’s nothing special to you, big brother, so it’s normal if you don’t remember it.”

Mo Chen squinted his eyes, exuding a hint of danger.

Rong Xiang pretended not to see it, rubbed his chin, and continued: "Well, there is a special day that is easier to remember. I seemed to spend it with a Chinese-French young model on Qixi last year. The year before last, it seems It was with a Korean singer... the year before last, oh, I think about it, ah, I remembered, the year before last, I was talking about life ideals with a domestic Internet celebrity, and you caught me back to work overtime before I got into the topic... .”

Listening to Rong Xiang's counting of those deeds, Mo Chen's expression could no longer be described as ugly, it was almost as black as coal.

"Rong Xiang! Pick the key! I'm not interested in your love history!" Mo Chen gritted his teeth.

Rong Xiang chuckled, "Brother, you don't understand. I followed the steps step by step, followed the vines, and slowly recalled it. Oh, I just said that I went to France with a girlfriend five years ago, so six years ago... .six years ago……"

At the critical moment, he suddenly stopped, bit his lip, and remained silent.

"How was it six years ago?!" Mo Chen was about to lose his patience, he suddenly stood up and slammed the table.

Rong Xiang was taken aback, touched his heart, and said: "Brother, don't worry, I seem to have thought of something, but..."

"But what?" Mo Chen's eyes filled with excitement, and he stared at Rong Xiang.

Rong Xiang's eyes were a little weird, and he dodged, "Don't be angry when I tell you, you and your sister-in-law seemed to have a fight that day, you were in a bad mood, and then went to drink, and then..."

"And then what?" Mo Chen looked nervous, but for some reason in his heart, a picture gradually emerged, as if he had vaguely grasped some key point.

Rong Xiang glanced at him with a subtle expression, and said in a low voice: "You drank too much that night, and then, you had a room with a third-tier star who didn't know where he came from...Go to that..."

Mo Chen was taken aback, "How is it possible..."

(End of this chapter)