Chapter 230 You suspect Yun Zheng is a member of the Mo family

The Mo family chose to start with Yun Zheng simply because they wanted to use Yun Zheng to restrain him.

But if that were the case, they would have plenty of opportunities to kidnap the person directly, and there would be no need to beat around the bush and hold a birthday party.

This is what Fu Linghe couldn't figure out.

He frowned tightly and raised his hand to rub his swollen and painful temples.

Suddenly thinking of something, he took out his cell phone and called Fu Yanze.

The phone was almost finished ringing when the other end picked it up.

Fu Yanze on the other end of the phone lowered his voice, his tone a little impatient.

"You little brat! You better have something important to tell me. You called me at such a low hour! We barely even went to bed and you woke up your mom!"

"Dad, I have something to ask you. Please go out for a while and don't disturb Mom's rest."

Fu Yanze also knew Fu Linghe's personality. If it wasn't something important, he wouldn't call him.

Fu Yanze: "Okay, I'm out now, tell me what's going on."

Fu Linghe didn't beat around the bush with Fu Yanze and went straight to the point, "Dad, did the Mo family lose a child more than 20 years ago, or did they take the wrong child away?"

"Mo family," Fu Yanze said in a slightly serious tone, "Mo Chenfeng and his wife have only two children, one is Mo Shian, and the other is Mo Xinrou."

He was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone before continuing, "More than 20 years ago, Mo Chenfeng was still the leader of the Mo family, and that was when the relationship between the Fu family and the Mo family was at its most strained."

"I vaguely remember his wife giving birth to their second child in a hospital in Beijing. It was premature. I don't remember exactly what happened, but it wasn't a peaceful time."

"But I haven't heard of them taking the wrong child away or anything like that."

"No?" Fu Linghe frowned and muttered to himself.

"Why are you asking this suddenly?" Fu Yanze asked with some confusion.

"Dad, has the Mo family's collateral branch ever had a case of taking the wrong child?"

"I haven't heard of such a situation among the Mohist branch, but..." Fu Yanze couldn't help but paused when he said this.

"But what?" Fu Linghe asked nervously.

"However, there are rumors that Mo Chenfeng's daughter, Mo Xinrou, is very different from the Mo family in terms of temperament, personality, and appearance. Mo Xinrou left Country A several years ago and has been settled in Country F."

"But the Mo family didn't say that Mo Xinrou wasn't their child. Only the Mo family knows what happened."

Fu Linghe tapped his fingertips on the table, his eyes gradually becoming deeper, "Dad, how soon can we find out Mo Xinrou's birth time and place?"

"The Mo family is not an ordinary person. How can it be so easy to find out?"

Fu Yanze on the other end of the phone seemed to have noticed something and asked in a low voice, "Do you suspect Yun Zheng has a connection with the Mo family?"

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, a dead leaf was blown by the wind and hit the glass, making a slight crisp sound.

"Yeah." Fu Linghe shifted his phone to his left hand and opened the Mo family relationship chart in his email with his right hand. "I met Mr. Mo today. He was extremely allergic to Yun Zheng's mangoes."

The woman in the photo had sharp eyebrows and eyes, completely different from Yun Zheng's gentle features.

But when he turned to the next photo of Mo Chenfeng and his wife when he was young, his breathing suddenly stopped. Mrs. Mo's slightly drooping almond-shaped eyes were surprisingly similar to Yun Zheng's when she smiled.

The moment he saw the photo, Fu Linghe knew there was no need to investigate further.

He also had the answer in his heart.

"Dad, you take a rest. I won't disturb you."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Linghe stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a long time without moving.

The setting sun stretched his shadow very long, extending all the way to the study door.

At some point, a slender figure appeared there.

"Fu Linghe?" Yun Zheng rubbed her eyes, holding his suit jacket in her arms. "Are you still busy with work?"

He had already suppressed all his emotions when he turned around. He quickly walked over and picked the person up horizontally. "Why did you run out barefoot?"

Yun Zheng buried her face in his chest in a daze, her voice muffled, "I had a nightmare... and when I woke up and didn't see you, I came straight here."

Fu Linghe carried her back to the bedroom and gently placed her on the bed, his fingertips brushing through her slightly cool hair. "What did you dream about?"

Yun Zheng clutched the corner of his clothes, her eyelashes trembling. "I dreamed... someone wanted to take me away."

She suddenly raised her face, tears welling in her eyes. "You will always be by my side, right?"

His Adam's apple rolled, and he leaned over and placed a kiss on her forehead. "Of course."

After hearing Fu Linghe's words, Yun Zheng's heart, which had been disturbed by the nightmare, finally calmed down.

"Aren't we going to attend Mr. Lin's birthday party tomorrow? We can't go empty-handed, right?" Yun Zheng put her small hands on the man's waist and looked up at him.

Fu Linghe reached out and rubbed Yun Zheng's messy hair, saying softly, "Zheng Zheng, you don't have to worry about anything with me here. I'll prepare everything."

"Yeah." Yun Zheng threw herself into Fu Linghe's arms, her whole body surrounded by the familiar woody scent from him.

Fu Linghe hugged Yun Zheng tightly, his hands patting her back from time to time, but his thoughts gradually drifted away.

The Mo family prepared such a big show, they must be trying to verify whether Yun Zheng is a member of their Mo family.

Fu Linghe's eyes darkened and his voice deepened, "Zheng Zheng, I'll arrange a private plane. We'll go home after the birthday party tomorrow night, okay?"

"Why are you in such a hurry to go back?" Yun Zheng's eyes were filled with doubt, and her tone became nervous. "Is there something wrong with the company?"

The plan was not like this before Fu Linghe came. He said that there were many places worth visiting in Country A and they would stay there for a long time.

"Well, there's something urgent that requires me to go back." Fu Linghe didn't want to lie to Yun Zheng, but this white lie was very necessary at the moment.

"If you're really in a hurry, then just go back and have someone deliver the gift to Grandpa Lin. We shouldn't waste time here."

Yun Zheng straightened up slightly from Fu Linghe's arms, a slight wrinkle forming between her brows.

"Don't be so anxious. You can still go back after the birthday party." Fu Linghe stretched out his hand to smooth her frown. "Don't frown all the time. It makes you look ugly."

Yun Zheng slapped Fu Linghe's hand away and couldn't help laughing, "I'm just worried about you."

"Don't worry, even if the sky falls, I, your husband, will hold it up, Mrs. Fu." Although Fu Linghe was talking to him in a joking tone, it was not difficult to hear that every word he said was serious.

Yun Zheng put her arms around Fu Linghe's neck and kissed him on the lips, saying cheerfully, "Then... thank you, husband~"

Fu Linghe's eyes darkened, and when she was about to withdraw from the light kiss, his big hands suddenly grabbed the back of her head, taking the initiative to deepen the kiss.

His lips were warm and strong, swallowing up her soft breath with an irresistible force.

Yun Zheng's heart beat faster due to his sudden attack, and her fingertips unconsciously clenched his shirt, and the fabric wrinkled in her palm.

Fu Linghe chuckled, his breath hot against her lips and whispered, "Just like that."

Without waiting for Yun Zheng to answer, he kissed her again, leaving her stunned!

Fu Linghe retreated slightly, but still pecked the corner of her lips reluctantly, his voice low and hoarse, "This is called a kiss, Mrs. Fu."