The black-bellied daughter is so sweet

Putting aside Ling Mohan's cousin, Mu Siyu, as an actor she had been fan of for seven or eight years, she really didn't want to believe that he would torture and kill small animals. 
She had a roommate in college who didn't like small animals. She would walk far away when she saw cats and dogs, but she didn't see how she treated them.It has been said in psychology that killing small animals is a manifestation of mental disorders. 
If this distorted psychological barrier is not resolved in time, the target of its persecution may change from animals to humans.

In short, it is a psychological perversion. 
"True or not, who cares?" Ling Mohan obviously didn't care much about this matter. 
What he cares about is the result. 
Seeing Su Mo's frowning look helpless, he thought for a while, and then said seriously: "I haven't heard of this matter before, and I can't be sure of its authenticity, but those who want to deal with him come prepared. , They dare to expose such black material, they are not afraid of being found loopholes." 
Can't find bugs... 
"You mean, this thing is true?"

Su Mo's complexion changed slightly.
Ling Mohan continued this topic, but just patted her on the head: "Go back to your room and rest for a while." 
He knew that Su Mo was Mu Siyu's fan. If it was true, it would still affect her a bit.

Su Mo nodded: "Yeah." She really needed to go back to her room to rest for a while.
When passing Ling Siyu's room, Su Mo stopped. 
"Sister Momo?" Ling Siyu was surprised to see Su Mo standing at the door.

Su Mo bent his lips and showed a very faint smile: "I just passed by and am going back to my room."
Ling Siyu lowered his eyelids, not knowing what he thought of: "Oh, do you have something to do when you go back to your room?"

Su Mo looked at Ling Siyu carefully, only to find that his eye sockets seemed a little red.

She didn't ask him what's wrong directly, but said, "I'm fine."
Ling Siyu obviously seemed to have something to say to her, but pretended to be relaxed and said, "Then let's watch a movie together?"
"Sure." It's hard to hide a child's thoughts, but Su Mo didn't poke him. 
There is a screening room in the villa, but Su Mo is usually not interested in watching it alone.This is the first time going in.

There is a lot of space inside, and the sofa is also very wide. Two people sat in a row holding a box of potato chips, waiting for the movie to start.
The movie was chosen by Ling Siyu. At the beginning, Su Mo realized that it was a cartoon for children...
"Crack."

Su Mo put a potato chip into his mouth: "Are you sure you want to watch this?"
Ling Siyu grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth, and said vaguely: "You know how to respect the old and love the young? We can't just think about ourselves, we should also think about my nephew."
"Nephew?" Ling Siyu pointed to her stomach: "Hey, he's here."

"..." Su Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "He's still just an embryo."

Ling Siyu turned down the sound of the movie a little, and looked curious: "Then he can't hear us?"
"Yeah." Su Mo lowered his head, gently touched his flat stomach, and turned his head to look at Ling Siyu: "What do you want to tell me?" 
"I know everything about my brother and cousin."

Ling Siyu sighed after finishing speaking, looking like a little old lady.
"Yeah." Su Mo knew she still had something to say, so he didn't interrupt.

"Before at my aunt's house, I spent more time with my cousin than with my parents and my brother. My parents seem to be very loving, and my brother treats me well, but I always feel that Almost something..."
"You mean Si Yu's family"?
Ling Siyu nodded.

Only then did Su Mo realize that Siyu had more contact with her aunt's family abroad.

Su Mo was taken aback: "What was it?"

Although Ling Siyu's words sounded a bit mysterious, Su Mo could tell that they were the truth in his heart.
"I can't even describe the feeling..."

Ling Siyu scratched his head in distress, and suddenly ran to the side of the vase and took a fake flower.

He held the flower up to Su Mo: "Same as this flower, very beautiful and realistic, but a little fake."
"You mean, you think your cousin's family is fake?" Su Mo whispered the last word "fake" because she wasn't sure if Ling Siyu meant it.
"I felt as if they were all wearing masks." 
Ling Siyu lowered her head, her small face was tense, and her two brows were knit together.

Su Mo didn't know about Ling Siyu's previous situation with his family, or how his parents' relationship was. She didn't know, and Ling Mohan didn't mention it, but what she knew was that there must be something wrong with Mu Siyu.
Su Mo asked him tentatively, "Have you seen the news about your cousin on the Internet?"
"I see." Ling Siyu's complexion changed: "When we were very young, our family had a big white cat. My cousin and I liked it very much. It often slept in our room, but one night it I went to my brother's room, and when I got up the next morning, I saw it lying on the fence covered in blood..."

His voice trembled slightly: "My aunt said that it was bitten to death by the German Shepherd next door..."

Su Mo couldn't bear to ask any more, and patted his head: "Don't think about it, since you—mother said that German Shepherd killed him, then it must be." 
Ling Siyu shook her head: "But the neighbor's sister said that their German Shepherd has always been tied in the yard. She won't lie, and she also likes that big white cat very much."

Su Mo didn't know what to say. 
Ling Siyu is the most rebellious at this age, but also the most sensitive.

He can keenly feel the changes in the relationship between every relative in the family.

According to him, except for Mu Siyu who has been exposed to the public, the relationship between his parents is definitely not as harmonious as it seems on the surface. 
There must be something wrong with their family.

In the end, the movie was not finished, and Su Mo kept chatting with Ling Siyu.

Ling Siyu has been taken by her aunt since her parents died, and her aunt and uncle have become adoptive parents.

I have lived abroad for a long time, and I don't have many friends in China. I guess I have kept these words in my heart for too long, and I can't find anyone to talk to.
It just so happened that Su Mo was willing to listen, so she said everything in one go. 
From the things she said, some clues could be vaguely heard.

The adoptive parents who seem to be in harmony with each other, and the cousin who is gentle on the surface but actually kills small animals, these things will indeed have some impact on Ling Siyu's age.

When Su Mo came out of the screening room, he happened to meet Ling Mohan who was going in to find her.

She walked in front, Ling Siyu followed behind.

Ling Mohan's face was sullen, obviously a little angry at Ling Siyu's action of asking Su Mo to watch a movie.
Su Mo was already a little tired from dealing with the Ling family. He agreed to go to rest, and was dragged by Ling Siyu to watch a movie together. Of course, he didn't like Ling Siyu.

Ling Siyu pouted, and moved behind Su Mo.
After such a long time no see, this brother's eyes are still so lethal.

Scared.
Su Mo gave Ling Mohan a disapproving look, then turned to Ling Siyu and said, "Siyu, you can go back to your room and rest for a while." "Okay." Ling Siyu ran as fast as the wind under his feet as if he had been pardoned. .
Ling Mohan pursed his lips and looked coldly: "Su Mo, you are two people now, don't pay attention to her, she is just a naughty child..." 
"Don't listen, don't listen, bastard chant the scriptures." Su Mo covered his ears with his hands, and walked towards the bedroom while talking.

Ling Mohan's face turned dark all of a sudden, and his voice sank with anger: "Su Mo!" 
Su Mo turned around, stretched out his hand to caress his lower abdomen, blinked his eyes and said seriously: "Don't be so loud, you will scare the baby." 
Ling Mohan took a deep breath and told himself not to argue with Su Mo, a stupid woman. 
Seeing how he was holding back his anger, Su Mo couldn't help but smile, but then he thought that he was doing it for her own good, so he went back and held his arm to please him: "Okay, okay , let's go back to our room to rest."

In front of Su Mo, Ling Mohan's temper always came and went quickly.
Back in the room, Su Mo was pressed on the bed by Ling Mohan, covered her with a quilt, and ordered, "Sleep." 
After chatting with Ling Siyu for so long, Su Mo didn't feel sleepy now: "I have something to tell you." 
"We'll talk when we wake up." Ling Mohan ignored her expectant eyes.
Su Mo ignored it and said directly, "How is your aunt and uncle's relationship?"

"In the eyes of grandpa, they are a very loving and model couple." Ling Mohan laughed at himself after finishing speaking. In the eyes of old man Ling, mother and father are also loving couples.
"But Siyu told me just now that he feels that his aunt and uncle are not very affectionate, and there is a feeling of incongruity..."

Su Mo sighed: "If we stay together for a long time, will we also become that kind of couple who seem to be at odds?"

Ling Mohan replied very definitely: "No."

"Really?" Su Mo was moved.
As a result, in the next second, she heard Ling Mohan say faintly: "I was thinking about this kind of thing when I was pregnant with my child. Do you want to go out and find a wild man?"
This tone is a little dangerous.

Su Mo peeked at him out of the corner of his eye, and found that he was looking at her with slightly squinted eyes, as if if she gave an answer that dissatisfied him, he would fix her.

Su Mo has always been a person with a strong sense of survival.

She grabbed Ling Mohan's hand and smiled brightly: "How is it possible, which wild man is more beautiful than you and richer?"
"You mean, if there is a man who looks better than me and is richer than me, you don't want me?"

The expression on Ling Mohan's face became even more dangerous.

Su Mo felt that his answer was very distracting, but Ling Mohan insisted on not following the usual path. 
Is there a man who looks better than him and is richer than him in Shanghai and Yangzhou?
Totally impossible!She is praising him in a different way!
As a result, what he focused on was completely different from what she wanted to express.

She really couldn't keep up with the brain circuits of smart people.
"How is it possible!" Su Mo raised his voice, trying to sound as sincere as possible.

Ling Mohan's expression turned pale, but he didn't speak.

Su Mo pulled his hand to his lips and kissed the back of his hand lightly: "I'm telling the truth."
She felt Ling Mohan's hands stiffen, and when she looked up, she found Ling Mohan's expression was a little uncomfortable.
Ling Mohan was originally sitting on the edge of the bed, but when she saw him, he immediately turned his head: "Go to sleep, I still have things to attend to."

Su Mo was startled, he is... sorry? 
It was quite slippery when he teased her, she just kissed the back of his hand provocatively, so this man is awkward and embarrassed? 
Su Mo wanted to do it again, but Ling Mohan seemed to have expected her next move, and quickly took his hand away: "I'm going to the study."
Ling Mohan left the bedroom, and before he closed the bedroom door, he heard Su Mo's unscrupulous laughter coming from inside.

Ling Mohan's complexion turned dark, and he closed the door with a "bang", his face turned red and white, and he didn't notice Aunt Zhang who was walking towards him carrying something. 
So he bumped into Aunt Zhang. 
There was a bowl of sweet water on Aunt Zhang's tray, which was to be served to Su Mo. 
In the end, all the sweet water was sprinkled on Ling Mohan's body.
Ling Mohan's reaction was extremely quick, and he subconsciously raised the hand that Su Mo had just kissed to avoid being drenched in sweet water.
Seeing that he raised that hand, Aunt Zhang asked with some concern: "Master, is your hand not burned?"

"No." Aunt Zhang was worried: "May I take a look for you?"

"No need." Ling Mohan took a step back, simply grabbed the hand kissed by Su Mo with his other hand, walked around Aunt Zhang and left. 
Looking at Ling Mohan's back, Aunt Zhang murmured, "Why is that hand so precious? It must be injured..."

So, when Su Mo woke up, he heard from the servant that Ling Mohan had injured his hand. 
Su Mo's face tightened: "How did you get hurt?" She was fine when she fell asleep before, why did Ling Mohan's hand hurt when she woke up?
"Where is he?" Su Mo asked. 
The servant said respectfully: "The young master is still in the study and has never come out." 
Hearing what she said, Su Mo was a little confused. If he had been in the study all the time, how could he have been injured.
Su Mo was puzzled, but still went to Ling Mohan's study.

Standing at the door of the study, Su Mo knocked on the door, pushed it open and walked in: "They said your hand was injured? Let me see."
Ling Mohan was working at his desk, and he was a little surprised when he heard this, but he soon understood what was going on.

His expression became unnatural, and his tone was a little annoyed: "I'm not injured, I still have to work, you go out first."