"Mom, calm down first." Mo Siyu helped Mo Xiaolin to sit on the sofa, Mo Xiaolin tightly grasped Mo Siyu's hand, and she handed the photo to Mo Siyu, saying, "Meng Jin, is he married?" ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel_fіre.net Mo Xiaolin also suddenly remembered this, she was too excited before, but calmed down a bit after Mo Siyu mentioned it, and then she thought of this. Mo Siyu fell silent for a moment, then replied: "No." Not only was he not married, he had been looking for Mo Xiaolin all these years. Because of the incident with Meng Yanzhi, he had thoroughly investigated the Meng Family's affairs. He liked to be thorough in his dealings, to avoid future troubles. The investigation at the time was to be prepared just in case the Meng Family would do anything extreme for Meng Yanzhi, so he could have a contingency plan. But Mo Siyu didn't expect to find out that Meng Jin had stayed in Jin City 27 years ago, and moreover, he had been searching for someone. Searching for his wife, and with a little effort, Mo Siyu managed to find the name — Mo Xiaolin. Jin City, Mo Xiaolin, whether it's age or timing, it all matched. Mo Siyu tried to lie to himself that it was impossible, but he couldn't deceive himself. He had thought about telling Mo Xiaolin, because he knew she had been waiting for him, but Mo Siyu didn't know how to bring it up. If only Meng Jin hadn't lost his own mother back then, let alone not being able to find his own mother for over twenty years, how could his own mother have possibly suffered so much all these years? In that era, a single mother, if not for the support of her two uncles, nobody knew how Mo Xiaolin would have ended up. When he was five or six years old and began to remember things, Mo Xiaolin was beautiful and taught at school. There was a long line of people who wanted to pursue Mo Xiaolin. Mo Xiaolin fiercely resisted many times, and he genuinely experienced one such occasion. At the age of five or six, he was already fighting desperately with someone else. Later, it was his uncle who helped settle the matter, spending a lot of money, because he almost crippled someone. Afterwards, Mo Siyu started to pick fights everywhere, honing his fighting skills. As he slowly grew up, anyone who dared harbor ill intentions towards Mo Xiaolin was dealt with by Mo Siyu in the strongest possible way, beating them so they dared not bother Mo Xiaolin anymore. Gradually, the life of Mo Siyu and his mother Mo Xiaolin became better. Even though a lot of time had passed, deep down in Mo Siyu's heart, there was hatred. He despised his father for not finding his mother, for not being able to protect her. "Siyu, I want to see him." Mo Xiaolin said earnestly, realizing her words were too hasty, she slowed down and said, "Siyu, no matter what, in mom's heart, you are always my most prideful son. I know you might not like him, and even hate him deep down, but Siyu..." Mo Xiaolin took a deep breath, her eyes red as she looked at him, choking up, "I've waited for him my entire life, if we can't clarify things, untie this knot, my heart... feels discontent." "Mom, I won't stop you from seeing him," Mo Siyu spoke, his voice soft and comforting, "But now is not the right time, and also, mom, you are too emotional now, are you sure you know what you want to say when you really meet him?" "That's true." Mo Xiaolin lifted her hand to wipe away her tears. "Mom, we've already found the person, and he can't run away, so you should think about what you want to say first." Mo Siyu coaxed Mo Xiaolin into her room before he walked out. "Siyu." Tang Yue leaped forward in a swift motion, she looked up at Mo Siyu, the news just now was simply too much for her to digest. She didn't speak, but her eyes were filled with all kinds of words. Mo Siyu sidestepped to pick her up, went back to the room, sitting on the edge of the bed, holding her tightly, his chin resting on her shoulder, smelling the fresh fragrance from her hair, he said, "If nothing unexpected happens, Meng Jin is my biological father." It turned out to be father and son. At the moment when Mo Siyu confirmed this, she immediately thought of Meng Yanzhi's situation. Although Meng Yanzhi brought the trouble upon himself, had it not been for Mo Siyu's insistence on standing up for her, Meng Yanzhi would not have been locked up. And Meng Jin was Meng Yanzhi's adopted son. Such a relationship... Tang Yue's head was in complete disarray as she asked, "Did you... know about this all along?" Before, she had felt that Mo Siyu seemed to have some secret, but she didn't think too much about it, and she never considered this possibility. "Yes." Mo Siyu took a deep breath. Perhaps only in front of Tang Yue could he truly relax. He said, "Xiao Yue, when you found your biological father..." "Si Yu, Lian He and Meng Jin are not the same," Tang Yue interrupted. Even though Lian He was also unaware of her existence, Lian He got married and had children. To say that he felt guilty towards Zhang Hualian and then didn't seek her out for nearly twenty years — this kind of guilt, she would rather not have. Meng Jin was different. She once heard from Sister An Yu that Meng Jin had given up a lot for his wife in his lifetime and had never stopped searching for her. Despite how much Mr. Meng pressured him over the years, Meng Jin never gave in and got married out of obligation. It was clear how deeply Uncle Meng cared for Mrs. Mo. As night fell, outside Pinganda Express Company, Meng Jin had been standing there for half an hour. After verifying Mo Siyu's information, double-checking his age, and confirming that Mo Siyu was from Wangjiang County, Meng Jin could almost be certain that Mo Xiaolin was the person he was looking for. He inquired and found out that both Mo Siyu's mother and fiancée had come to Jing City; they even visited the team yesterday and were now staying in the company. Meng Jin couldn't help but think of the familiar figure he had seen yesterday. It was probably Xiaolin. Meng Jin stubbed out the last of his cigarette. If he wasn't wrong, then Mo Siyu must be aware of his father's existence. Moreover, Mo Siyu must hate him. Meng Jin's gaze turned towards the floor where Mo Siyu was. His eyes were deep and filled with apprehension. The initial separation from Mo Xiaolin and then the years of fruitless searching due to a mistaken location – Mo Siyu must hate him for it. Xiaolin, as a girl, as a single mother, how did she manage to raise Si Yu? Meng Jin couldn't even bear to think about how Xiaolin had managed all these years. Before finding the person, Meng Jin always had this thought in the back of his mind. But now that he had found her, he dared not approach her and acknowledge her. Tang Yue gradually calmed down. She and Mo Siyu had been talking for a long time, so long that their stomachs began to rumble, and only then did she remember to say, "Oh no, we haven't had dinner yet. I'll go heat up the food." "Si Yu, your mother waited... her entire life, I think it's time you handled this matter properly," Tang Yue advised Mo Siyu before heading into the kitchen to warm up the food.