Then a low-pitched word slowly escaped from his throat.

  "Yes."

  The moment she heard his admission, Mo Wei Yu's emotions weren't as bad as expected, and her facial expression didn't fluctuate much either, as if she had already guessed the outcome... so it wasn't that hard to accept.

  Actually, if you think about it a bit, you'll realize that all of this is just a trick played by Zhuang Ying.

  Otherwise... what a coincidence?

  The child didn't get sick when she was young, nor did she get sick when she grew up. But coincidentally, after returning to Shuishan Yalun with Huo Tongchen and staying for a night... she suddenly developed a high fever, her life hanging in the balance?!

  She also has children, two of them. It's obvious that ordinary people understand the value of children and are aware that they can be a very useful tool. Although she never uses her children to achieve her own goals... others may not necessarily give up on this simple yet effective means.

  At this point, she could think that Huo Tingquan had been with Zhuang Ying for more than half a year... How could he not guess?

  It's likely that this is a trap set by Zhuang Ying, so to be on the safe side, Huo Tingxuan hurried back!

  It was precisely this point that made Mo Wei Yu unable to let go.

  "You know that Zhuang Ying might be cheating on you, but you still don't dare to take the risk...... That child, is he really that important to you?"

  Huò Tīng Chēn slightly narrowed his eyes and explained.

  "That child has congenital heart disease, doctor. It's already a miracle that he can survive... If we can't find a suitable heart for the transplant, he probably won't make it past six years old. And even if he survives now, there's still a risk to his life at all times. A common cold or fever could be fatal... So, I have no choice but to worry."

  Upon hearing this, Mo Wei's eyelids fluttered slightly, and she roughly understood why Huo Tingchen was so tense.

  There's just one thing she still can't figure out.

  "Now that you've lost him, he's not your child... What right does Zhuang Ying have to use him as leverage against you?"

  "Because... he is a clue."

  A simple sentence, yet it was brewed for a long time before being spat out by the man amidst the smoke.

  At the mention of two words "clue", Huo Tingxu's eyes slightly sank, his expression was submerged in the vast white mist, making it hard for people to see clearly.

  Mo Wei's eyebrows slightly raised, seemingly not expecting this level of connection, and couldn't help but ask another question.

  "What clue?"

  Pinching out the cigarette butt between his fingers, Huo Tingchen slightly turned his head and grasped Mo Wei's slender wrist, slowly wrapping it in his own broad palm. He then placed it on his lap, gently resting it on his knee.

  "Do you still remember... how I told you before, that my parents died in an accident when I was five years old?"

  Upon hearing this, Mo Wei's expression changed slightly, as if he had understood something.

  "Go ahead and try once."

  "It wasn't an accident," Huo Tingchen's eyes turned cold and stern, his fingers clenched into fists, "It was a premeditated murder... or even a huge conspiracy."

  It happened more than twenty years ago and left a deep impression on Huo Tingxuan, but at that time he was only a five-year-old child.

  I'm afraid except for some indelible scenes, other details are hard to recall.

  Time has passed for so long, even if you want to investigate again, it's hard to find many clues.

  When Huo Tingchen first mentioned this matter to her, Mo Wei Yu didn't ask much because she didn't want to stir up his painful past. Instead, she privately asked Di Yi to help investigate what had happened to him and his parents back then, thinking that understanding the situation better would make her understand him more.

  However, that matter was too hidden, and with the deliberate blockade of the Mo and Lu families, nothing could be heard except for some superficially known information.

  Mo Wei Yu thus gave up and did not continue to delve deeper.

  Now that she heard Huo Tingchen bring it up again, she felt even more that... the things back then were probably not that simple.

  If it wasn't a simple accident, then there must be a murderer, or even a mastermind behind the scenes who has yet to surface!

  Thinking of this, Mo Wei Yu couldn't help but ask a question.

  "Do... you know who the killer is?"

  "There's some clue, but with the current materials in hand, it's still not enough to confirm."

  "That child... is related to the perpetrator?"

  "Yes."

  Huò Tīng Jūn's eyebrows were gloomy, and as soon as he mentioned the incident of his parents being killed back then, a bloodthirsty ferocity would flash in his eyes, it was an almost instinctual reaction, uncontrollable.

  After all, no one can remain calm and unmoved after witnessing their own parents being brutally murdered!

  All the more...

  His parents died so miserably.

  At that time, he even had nightmares every day, and the scenes of his parents being brutally killed kept coming back to him in his dreams, waking him up again and again... like falling into an eighteen-story hell, unable to escape, with no one to redeem him!

  My father was dismembered and thrown into the river to feed the crocodiles, my mother was gang-raped and brutally killed under the men's bodies... The ground was covered with blood that pierced people's nerves, even my eight-year-old sister at the time... couldn't escape the devil's claws and misfortune, was defiled by several strong men, and finally abandoned in the wilderness.

  Sometimes, Huo Tingxuan even felt that... after witnessing such a tragic scene, he had not yet gone mad, which was already a miracle.

  Deep-seated hatred in his heart, he never forgets for a moment.

  If this grudge is not avenged, he does not deserve to be a human son. I'm afraid that his parents in heaven will not be able to rest in peace!

  She felt a gloomy aura emanating from the man, as if she had fallen into an endless dark abyss. Mo Wei Yu couldn't help but furrow her brow and grasp his hand... For a moment, she didn't dare to ask further questions.

  She knew that pain, every time, every recall... it was like tearing open the most painful scars at the bottom of her heart once again.

  If she wasn't mistaken, Huo Tingchen's parents' tragic death was likely related to the struggle between factions of Taoism.

  The more he investigates, the deeper and wider the implications will be...and so will the danger that comes with it.

  So Huo Tingjun was unwilling to reveal too many details to her, which was also reasonable.

  But she never thought that Zhuang Ying's child would be related to the case of twenty years ago... Is this just a coincidence, or another deliberate act?

  Lowering her eyelids, Mo Wei could only pray silently, hoping it wasn't the latter.

  Otherwise, their current situation is really too bad!

  …

  Mohism

  Zhuang Ying was sitting on the edge of the bed coaxing the child, when the nanny hurried over with her mobile phone and said.

  "Madam, someone is looking for you."

  Zhuang Ying took over the phone, "Who is it?"

  The other party chuckled lightly.

  Mo Wan Yin

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