Chapter 197 Second Brother Doesn't Look Like Your Son

Upon hearing Mo Chi's words, Mo Anbang picked up his phone and looked at it, his expression one of shock: "How come the second son is so small?"

Since it concerned the dignity of the Mo family men, Mo Yan also leaned over to take a look at the photo, raising an eyebrow, "Is the second son underdeveloped?"

Mo Anbang thought to himself, "He's got quite a lot of assets, how come his son's have shrunk like this? It doesn't make sense!"

His gaze swept down to where Mo Yan and Mo Chi were standing, and he asked suspiciously, "You two... you wouldn't be like this too, would you?"

If all three sons are like this, will he ever be able to hold his grandson in his lifetime?

"Of course not, I'm exceptionally talented, my abilities are top-notch." Mo Chi was the first to speak up, he had won Chu Roufang's heart with his powerful abilities.

Mo Anbang then looked at Mo Yan and asked worriedly, "Boss, what about you?"

Mo Yan sat back down on the sofa. "I'm also exceptionally talented. I was older than him when I was in elementary school."

Mo Anbang breathed a sigh of relief, "Then my genes are fine. I wonder who this second son took after?"

Mo Chi snorted, "Second brother is indeed unlike your son. He is lecherous, incompetent, and wicked. He is also not as handsome as my eldest brother and me."

Mo Yan glanced at Mo Chi, then lowered his eyes to ponder the meaning behind Mo Chi's words.

Mo Anbang's face darkened. He wanted to scold Mo Chi, but found that his youngest son's words were all reasonable and irrefutable. He didn't seem like a member of the Mo family.

A possibility flashed through his mind, but he dismissed it. He and Mo Yuan had done a paternity test, so Jiang Simin must have tampered with it.

Impossible. He remembered that after he finished drawing blood that day, he had to leave in a hurry, but he left his special assistant at the time, Xu Kang, to keep an eye on the test results.

Unfortunately, Xu Kang has been dead for almost thirty years. When Mo Anbang thought of this, his eyes suddenly widened, and he dared not think any further.

Seeing Mo Anbang's expression, Mo Chi quieted down. There was no point in saying anything more; the seeds of doubt had already begun to sprout.

Downstairs in the lobby, Chu Rou was telling Qiao Siying and Yuan Qian about what had happened that day.

“It’s such a pity you didn’t go today,” Chu Rou said, slapping her thigh. “Mo Yuan really stole the show today.”

A man was caught having a secret rendezvous with a female employee in the restroom when he was brutally beaten after someone stuffed his underwear into his pants. Photos of his private parts were also leaked online. The three women were seen tightly pursing their lips, trying not to laugh.

When the three of them saw the photo of Mo Yuan exposing his lower body, their pupils dilated in disbelief.

Qiao Siying sat up straight and cleared her throat. "This Mo Yuan is nothing like his father."

Yuan Qian chuckled, "It doesn't look like Mo Yan either."

Chu Rou blinked her almond-shaped eyes and said mischievously, "It seems that Mo Yuan is an anomaly in the Mo family!"

The three women looked at each other and stopped talking about it.

"Sister-in-law, is that woman named Jinna still bothering my brother?"

When Jin Na was mentioned, Yuan Qian's smile vanished. She had never seen such a shameless woman before. Mo Yan had rejected her many times, but this woman was still trying to find opportunities to get close to him.

Her married life with Mo Yan has improved significantly, increasing from twice a month to once or twice a week.

But Yuan Qian's heart was still uneasy. She always felt that there was still a barrier between her and Mo Yan, and that she couldn't grasp his heart.

"I don't know what Jin Na is after. Does she want to be a mistress?" Yuan Qian couldn't understand Jin Na's thoughts. It was unlikely that she wanted to take her place. Mo Yan wouldn't divorce her so easily.

Qiao Siying curled her lips, "These women's thoughts are beyond our comprehension. Take Jiang Simin, for example. She could have married well, but she insisted on stealing her own brother-in-law. And what happened? Humph! Forget about a title, she can't even get a man's attention."

Chu Rou nodded in agreement, "We should still be wary of women like that; they'll stop at nothing to achieve their goals."

Qiao Siying wanted to say something more, but when she saw the men coming downstairs, she pursed her lips tightly, afraid that her joy would be too obvious.

You still have to keep your distance from Mo Anbang; after all, Mo Yuan is his own son.

Mo Anbang had no interest in keeping his two sons and sent them away directly.

He sat on the sofa, frowning in deep thought, the wrinkles between his brows deepening.

Qiao Siying sat down next to Mo Anbang and smoothed his brow with her hand. "Honey, what are you thinking about?"

Mo Anbang held Qiao Siying's hand. "Yingying, which of my three sons do you think looks most like me?"

Qiao Siying was taken aback, but she still seriously considered Mo Anbang's question. "The one who looks most like you is Xiao Yan. They look and have similar personalities. Xiao Chi looks like you, but he is probably too young and not mature enough."

Qiao Siying's answer was quite reasonable, but Mo Anbang's eyes twitched. "What about Mo Yuan?"

“Mo Yuan?” Qiao Siying thought for a moment, then looked at Mo Anbang’s face. “His features don’t look much like yours. He probably looks more like his mother. As for his personality and character, I don’t want to say more. Anyway, I don’t think much of him.”

“Not like me?” Mo Anbang muttered to himself.

“Of course not like you,” Qiao Siying pouted, “You have no resources and yet you still mess around with women outside, otherwise you wouldn’t have lost face so badly today.”

Mo Anbang knew what Qiao Siying meant by "capital," and he was somewhat displeased. "You've seen those messy photos?"

Qiao Siying was a little embarrassed. "I didn't want to see it either, but everyone in the circle was sharing it, and I saw it by accident."

Mo Anbang was even more upset after hearing this. Now everyone in the circle was subtly mocking the men of the Mo family for being incompetent, which was really a headache. How could he prove such a thing? He couldn't let them all expose it to everyone!

He increasingly suspected that Mo Yuan was not his son. Mo Anbang pressed his nose, feeling extremely conflicted.

...

The Deng family study.

Deng's father threw everything he could onto the ground.

He put his hands on his hips, tilted his head back, and breathed heavily.

Today was incredibly embarrassing. Mo Yuan not only disgraced the Mo family, but also the Deng family.

Standing amidst the shards, Deng Fei clenched her hands tightly, opened her mouth, and cautiously asked, "Dad, should I go to the hospital to stay with Mo Yuan?"

Before Deng's father had calmed down, he heard Deng Fei's words, walked over, and slapped her across the face. "Where were you before? You couldn't even keep an eye on your own man. You let him mess around with a waitress at your sister's wedding."

Deng Fei covered her face, looking aggrieved. "He's always been like this, it's not the first time. You even said before that it's normal for men to keep women outside the marriage, and told me not to interfere."

Deng's father did say such things, and he did just that. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had an illegitimate daughter like Deng Fei. I don't know if it's God's punishment for him, but he slept with countless women and only had two daughters. He didn't even have a successor.

They originally thought that a marriage alliance with the Mohists would elevate their business to new heights, but who knew they would choose the most useless member of the Mohists?

Mo Yuan has basically been expelled from the Mo family. Today, at his youngest daughter's wedding, Mo Anbang, as her in-law, did not attend.

"The best solution now is for Deng Fei to file for divorce from Mo Yuan," He Wei, who had been silent all along, suddenly suggested.