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Chapter 230 Daer smashed, I am your mother
Nan Jia saw the adult version of Mo Yan and was frightened and her heart beat faster. Mo Yan's heart beat because of seeing the beloved woman she hadn't seen for a long time.

At first, Nanjia thought she was blind, but then realized that the son she had raised for a long time was an adult.

Although I don't know what method he used to shrink it, Nan Jia quickly accepted this fact.In this way, many things that I had doubts about were solved.Some of his strange behavior also has a reasonable explanation.

Looking at Nan Jia who was emotionally stable, Qiu Shengsheng asked curiously, "Aren't you angry that the master concealed your identity?"

Nan Jia said slowly: "It's okay."

She was actually not angry that Mo Yan had concealed his identity from her, she could understand why he didn't tell her.What annoyed her was that he ran away from home without saying a word, which was worrying.

However, after knowing that Mo Yan has always been an adult, Nan Jia felt even more satisfied with one thing—letting Mo Yan call her mother when she was a child.

Count it, he should have called himself many times, right?
It is more satisfying for an adult who has ideas and judgment to call mother than a child calls mother.

Children may not understand the meaning, but adults do, and their self-esteem is very strong.

Seeing the person who haunted him so much, Mo Yan had all his words stuck in his throat, leaving only his own heart beating wildly.

Mo Yan's voice was trembling: "I..."

Although he hadn't figured out what to say yet, he knew he should speak.

Nan Jia pointed at Mo Yan's face with her index finger, she interrupted Mo Yan's words: "You look like my son."

Nan Jia knew that she wanted to take advantage of Mo Yan again in the future, so it would be hard to take advantage of it.So now she had to seize the opportunity to crazily bring up the original mother-child relationship between herself and him.

If you don't mention it, there will be no chance in the future.

Mo Yan was taken aback, Nan Jia's answer was unexpected.

Nan Jia grasped Mo Yan's arm in a familiar way, and led him into the room: "Come in and sit down, you say it's not a coincidence. You look very much like my son. Don't think I'm lying to you , I’ll show you a picture of me and my son, and you’ll know when the time comes.”

The corner of Mo Yan's mouth twitched slightly, why did she keep mentioning it.

Nan Jia turned on the phone and handed Mo Yan the photo of herself secretly taken when she was a child, "Look, this is my son, he looks very fierce."

"He is not only fierce, he is also ignorant. I treated him very well, but he left without saying a word. He probably won't recognize me as a mother. If I have a chance to see him in the future If I see him, I must let him call me mom."

Nanjia's expression was contrived, with a deep sadness on his face.

Put your fingers under your eyes to wipe away tears that don't exist.

Mo Yan wanted to refute that he didn't say nothing, but Nan Jia's last words shocked him.

Still calling mom?That's not okay.

Mo Yan swallowed his saliva, and he tried to excuse himself: "It is impossible for him not to leave a word, you are so conscientious. There must be something very important for him to leave you. But I think he must have left a message. For example, a paper It's just that it might be blown away by the wind."

Nan Jia leaned closer to Mo Yan, her sharp eyes fixed on Mo Yan's eyes, and she asked slowly: "Do you think my son will recognize me as a mother in the future?"

This question gave Mo Yan a fatal blow, Mo Yan's mind went blank, it was so difficult to answer this question.

Mo Yan will definitely not call her mother anymore, but if she directly rejects it, Nanjia will be very sad.

In Mo Yan's eyes, Nanjia's eyes were full of expectations, and he wanted to find some comfort from himself and grasp at straws.

But from the perspective of Qiushengsheng, Nanjia is playing tricks, she is not for an answer, she is purely for the embarrassment of the master.

Nan Jia lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "Huh? Is this question so difficult to answer?"

She had an air of loneliness lingering all over her body.

Mo Yan sighed, he still couldn't bear Nan Jia's discomfort, he gritted his teeth and said, "It should be possible."

Nan Jia smiled with satisfaction and let him lie to herself!
Nan Jia made an inch, she stared at Mo Yan with nostalgia in her eyes, and she slowly said: "Then can you... can you call me mom?"

Mo Yan's pupils dilated, Nan Jia's question made Mo Yan unexpected.

Survivors were frightened by Nanjia's words, she is really skinny.

I dare not think that Nanjia has become so insolent for this sake.

Nanjia pretended to miss her son, and she pretended to explain: "I didn't mean to offend you, it's just because you and my son look so much alike, I think my son should grow up That's the same, handsome, polite gentleman."

Mo Yan definitely didn't want to yell, so now he's calling mom.Isn't her own identity determined in Nanjia's heart?

In the future, when she sees herself, she will pop up in her mind: Hey, isn't this my grown-up eldest son?
Then how can I fall in love with her?
Mo Yan changed the phrase: "Well... it's not appropriate for me to call your mother like this? I'm calling you old."

Nan Jia looked at Mo Yan with a smile: "It's okay, I don't mind! You can call."

Mo Yan: ...

Because of his guilty conscience, Mo Yan hurriedly said: "What kind of mother is such a beautiful young lady?"

Nan Jia sneered in his heart, he thought he would let him go if he praised his beauty?

Nan Jia sighed: "Hey, my only wish can't be fulfilled."

Mo Yan bowed his head and did not respond to Nan Jia.

Nan Jia glared at him angrily, this man really didn't call him himself.

Mo Yan could feel Nan Jia's hot eyes, he looked at his fingers.Suddenly Mo Yan knew how to coax her: "I'm very sorry I didn't fulfill your wish. Otherwise, I'll treat you to dinner?"

In this way, the two people still have an intersection, which is really witty.

Treat yourself to a meal?Nan Jia's heart skipped a beat.

The world itself is too poor to eat at expensive restaurants.

Nan Jia glanced at Mo Yan, he looked like he was rich.

If you don't call yourself mother, then kill him yourself?
"I really want to have a meal with my child, you..." Nan Jia looked up at him, with a flash of timidity in his eyes: "Do you mind if I treat you as my son and have a meal together?"

"Don't treat me as your son, just as an ordinary friend."

Mo Yan must correct Nan Jia's thoughts.

Nan Jia nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's go."

But there is no conflict between eating and responding to him.

Mo Yan took Nanjia to the most expensive restaurant.

After they left, Bai Munan appeared at the door of the milk tea shop.

Bai Munan counted the time well, he happened to be drinking a cup of milk tea in the shop.In the evening, send Nanjia home.

Just went into the store to be told that Nan Jia was out with a man.

Mo Guangyang felt a chill in his heart.

(End of this chapter)