Chapter 72： (1/2)

”Who made these sauces...?”

”These sauces in our house are all made by our little girl.”

An Qiangsheng replied with a smile, his face full of pride.

However, after listening to An Qiangsheng's answer, Mo Yusen held his chopsticks tightly. For a while, these delicious foods and delicious sauces could not move his appetite.

At this time, he felt bored in his heart, and an unspeakable feeling spread in his heart.

As long as he thinks about it, these days, his pursuit of Tao Zixin's craftsmanship makes him feel a bit fiery pain on his face.

Unexpectedly, the woman who once made him despise was eroding his life in another way, and he was praised.

However, the person he praised was not her, but someone else...

Suddenly, he kept flashing in his mind when An Xia had just married him, he would cook for him every day, and from morning to night, they were waiting for him to return home.

The light at home will never go out if he does not come back.

Even, she once, like Tao Zixin, took a lunch box and went to the company to give him food.

However, his attitude towards An Xia and Tao Zixin are two completely different attitudes...

Facing the change of his son, the persuasion of his friends, and his love for An Xia, Mo Yusen was puzzled for the first time.

Is he wrong?

Isn't it, he has always misunderstood An Xia too deeply...?

Mo Yusen couldn't help looking at An Xia. At this time, he only felt that the woman sitting in front of him looked familiar and strange.

Obviously he was his ex-wife, but she looked like a stranger.

Once An Xia, her eyes seemed to only see herself, but now An Xia, her eyes seem to have no existence of herself...

...

”My child, where's Jiashu? Didn't you call Jiashu?”

After An Qiangsheng saw that Ji'an's mother came back alone, he asked suspiciously.

”Jiashu will be there, he let us eat first.”

Mother An smiled and sat next to An Qiangsheng, her eyes shifted to Cheng Yu's trio.

Mother Ann welcomes guests from home.

Moreover, she also likes how lively the family feels.

However, it is a pity that the eldest daughter and eldest son are busy with work recently and do not come back often.

The youngest son went on a trip with his friends.

Recently, this house really made her feel ‘cold and deserted’.

Therefore, when facing the three of Cheng Yu, An's mother is more talkative.

Although I didn't talk about any particular privacy issues, there are quite a lot of talks.

At least, she already knows the basic information of what the three of them do and how old they are.

However, after chatting, Mother Ann found out—

”Hey, Lao An, do you think this Mr. Mo looks a bit familiar...”

As soon as Mother Ann's words came out, all the people at the dinner table were shocked.

The hands of several people holding the chopsticks trembled.

Especially Cheng Yu.

Could it be that An's father and An's mother recognized that Mo Yusen is very similar to Mo Jiashu, right?

In everyone's hearts, there were some uneasy murmurs.

After all, Mo Yusen and Mo Jiashu are father and son. Although the father and son are not particularly alike, they are still father and son after all, so if you look closely, you can still see that the father and son are somewhat similar.

”Well, it seems a bit familiar...”

After listening to An's mother, An Qiangsheng also watched Mo Yusen carefully.

After looking carefully, he also felt that this Mo Yusen's appearance really made him feel familiar.

However, it was only for a while, and I couldn't figure out who it was like.

”Parents, eat, don't look.”

An Xia didn't want her parents to be in a bad mood, and she also felt that her parents didn't need to know Mo Yusen's father.

After all, the two of them are really in a state of being old and dead. One thing is worse than one thing less.

Being urged by An Xia, An Xia's father and An's mother are no longer thinking about who Mo Yusen is like.

The old couple finally calmed down and started eating.

Seeing An Xia speak for him, Mo Yusen couldn't help but look at An Xia's body again.

He thought, should he find time to talk to his ex-wife, maybe, he really misunderstood her...?

However, it is a pity that Mo Yusen does not have that opportunity.

At least, for now, it is impossible for him to have the opportunity to chat with An Xia alone.

because--

”father?”

The appearance of Mo Jiashu caused the originally harmonious dining table to froze.

No one thought that the original concealed things would be ‘naively’ pierced by a child.

”Jia, Jiashu, what are you talking about? Dad? Who is your dad?!”

An Qiangsheng immediately stood up from the dining chair and looked at Mo Yusen with scorching eyes.