"Fu Shenyan!" worried that he would tell the whole story of that year, I subconsciously pulled him and said angrily, "you know what you're talking about!"

With that, the brain went blank for two seconds, then suddenly reacted, looked at the four seasons in amazement and asked, "do you... Really know?"

Fu Shenyan never said anything uncertain. The meaning of that remark was obviously based on the premise that Siji knew his life experience.

About Muzi and Cheng Junyu, concealment is the unwritten tacit understanding of everyone. Who destroyed everyone's painstaking efforts?

Before Siji could answer, Fu Shenyan spoke again and reminded, "if you still admit that we are your parents, be honest."

His attitude is too tough. In the past, I might have taken the initiative to stand against him in Siji, but now in this situation, I can only frown and wait for things to develop.

Fortunately, the nature of the four seasons is pure and good. Knowing that we have no intention of harming her, we skillfully confided the secrets hidden in our hearts.

"Two years ago, Mr. Chen accompanied me to the college entrance ball. Everyone who met us thought he was my father. I had never carefully examined our appearance before, but after that day, the seeds of doubt were planted in my heart."

It seems that I feel sorry, and the four seasons suddenly stopped here.

The details after that can be imagined.

With her strong talent for mathematical logic, she began to recall the days when she was inseparable from Cheng Junyu. All the events that had been dubbed "the care of a mentor" were given a better title - a father's obscure love.

The silence of the cemetery seemed to devour everything. The three of us stood in front of Muzi's tomb, silent and didn't know what to say.

It took me a long time to settle down and try to make myself look calm so that I can talk calmly with the four seasons, "how much do you know?"

After thinking about it, he didn't think it was appropriate. He changed his voice and said, "tell me and your father what you know."

I believe that with the wisdom of the four seasons, there are some ways to find out the truth, but we can't rule out Cheng Junyu's villain and confuse black and white. To untie the knot, we must know the real process.

Siji just shook his head and said, "I just took the teacher and my own hair and did a paternity test. That's all. Even the teacher doesn't know. I already know that he is my biological father."

"That's all?" I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart. Things were much better than expected.

"That's all." Siji repeated my words and continued, "the teacher and you must have a reason to hide it from me. I don't dare to check it wantonly for fear of worrying you."

"Now we don't worry?" Fu Shenyan said coldly, each word with a loud reprimand.

I can understand Fu Shenyan's mood. He is influenced by blood and can't help himself several times. Now Siji has to follow his old path. For Cheng Junyu, he has changed his previous closeness to us and closed himself. How can he not be sad.

"Let me talk to the children." taking care of Fu Shenyan's mood, I deliberately lowered my voice, hoping to play a soothing role.

Fortunately, he still gave me face, took the initiative to turn around, stepped aside and handed over the time to me and Siji.

Looking at his generous back, I felt a lot more secure. When I turned to see the four seasons, I didn't hurry to ask questions.

After staring at Muzi's picture for two seconds, I bent over and sat down on the next step, shoulder to shoulder with Muzi.

In this way, Muzi seemed to be really with him. He couldn't help laughing heartily. He looked down at the tiled inscription and said to himself, "your daughter is not like you at all. She can hide things too much. Even I am covered in the drum."

The four seasons just stood quietly on one side, without any reaction, but the clear eyes kept turning, which proved that she was thinking.

Seeing this, I adjusted my tone and made it more targeted, hoping to attract her attention. "My adoptive mother did so badly that the children didn't dare to call you mom in front of me. I'm a failure, Muzi."

Siji finally stopped being indifferent and mumbled comfortingly, "it's not like this, Mommy. You treat me very well. It's me..."

She seemed to be in pain. It was difficult for her words to express her state of mind at the moment. She had to shut up.

After so many years of treating her like her own, how can I feel better when she is sad?

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