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The group nodded, then looked at Mo Jintu who shouted ”Big Scoundrel” before running back to the car.

Mo Jintu frowned, looking at the figure of the ball of hair, not only did he feel that the ball of hair looked somewhat similar to him, at the same time, he also felt that the ball of hair looked similar to Shi Yao, especially those eyes, which were red like Shi Yao's eyes.

Mo Jintu originally did not plan to waste his time with Shen Congran, but when he thought about the group of people's faces, he could not help but ask.

”Whose child is that?”

”My family, didn't you hear him call me uncle? The child of Mo Jintu's Shen Family shouldn't have anything to do with you! Especially since we are now in such an awkward and hostile relationship, I really don't know what to say to that. ”

Mo Jintu frowned: ”Right now, you don't have to hide anything from me, right? There's no benefit in doing this to you at all. I think a smart person like you probably don't like doing meaningless things.”

”What kind of answer would you like me to give you? President Mo, you just need to say it. I'll see if I can deceive you for a bit to satisfy your feelings. ”

Shen Congran was still smiling the same gentle smile, it was just that for a moment, Mo Jintu felt like his heart was blocked even more.

Mo Jintu took out his purse, and directly wrote a cheque and gave it to Shen Congran.

”I think it should be able to compensate you for the loss of this car. I hope you don't have to pester me like a mad dog from now on. It probably won't be beneficial to either of us.”

After saying that, Mo Jintu nodded and smiled at the face before leaving.

Shen Congran took a deep breath. He truly did not understand what was going on. The relationship between the two was no longer as simple as estrangement.

Shen Congran opened the door and got on the car, the ball of energy had already been fastened up and was sitting on the front seat, hesitating as he looked at Shen Congran, he could not help but cough lightly.

”Is that uncle my father? I heard from my mom that you and dad were friends, and then we had a big fight over some small things. Is it that guy? ”

Shen Congran also didn't know how to respond. In the end, he simply didn't nod his head or even shake it, and didn't even give any sort of answer to the other party's words.

The ball of regret twitched its mouth, and looked extremely pitiful. Shen Congran wanted to raise his hand to rub the ball of regret, but the ball of regret dodged him.

”If uncle doesn't speak, then that person should be father. Uncle, do you really hate father? Do you not wish for father to be able to recognize mother?”

”No, it's just that this is not the time for you to meet.”

The eyes of the group lit up. ”Is that person father?” ”It's great, I've met father. When can mother meet father?”

Shen Congran looked at the ball and took a deep breath. He really didn't think that the little guy would actually try to trick him into saying something like that.

However, looking at how happy the group of people were to know that they had just met their father, Shen Congran's heart started to soften. He did not care that the things that happened between him and Mo Jintu could at most be considered a personal grudge, he shouldn't be involved in this mess.

When Mo Jintu's car drove into the company, he was a little at a loss along the way. His mind was filled with a bunch of people and Shi Yao's figures, as if they really could merge together.

Just then, the secretary walked into the house, knocked on the door, and brought Mo Jintu back to reality.

”President Mo, Boss Fang said that he wants to meet you.”

”That I don't have the time right now.”

”But Boss Fang said that she wanted to see you to talk about something very important. Are you sure you don't want to see her?”

Mo Jintu impatiently furrowed his brows, ”In the end, it's me who paid you to marry that Fang Junting. Even if I said I wouldn't see you, how long are you going to keep saying these words to me?”

The secretary quickly lowered his head and apologized. Mo Jintu took a deep breath and waved it off.

If Shen Congran had not met the child beside Shen Congran today, Mo Jintu would not have been so confused about this matter. Now that he thought about the other party's face, his mind was in a mess, and he did not even have a way to think clearly.

It was called Uncle Shen Congran, but according to Mo Jintu's knowledge, the other person really didn't have any relatives or a sister that was that close to him. The only sister that could give birth to a nephew was still in prison, looking like it wouldn't be easy to get out of it in a short period of time.

The more he thought about it, the more confused Mo Jintu became. He was filled with confusion regarding the things that happened afterwards, he bit his lower lip, thought about it and picked up the phone on the table, his fingers quickly pressing a few keys.

”I have something I need your private investigator for. Sorry for the trouble.”