The recent death of actress Yue Tong has stirred up a storm in Hong Kong.

A glamorous celebrity was thrown naked into the sea, covered in injuries. Such a heinous act is despicable and disgusting to the people of Hong Kong.

Under pressure, the Commissioner of Police assigned the matter to Wen Mo.

Wen Mo immediately identified the murderer, Harlin, and led his men to break into Harlin's gathering with government officials and arrest him.

These kinds of gatherings are usually illicit. At the time, in addition to Harlem and political figures, there were also many celebrities and businessmen. A lot of contraband was also confiscated in the private room.

This move offended everyone.

The complaint letters, like snowflakes, were delivered to the Commissioner of Police's office.

The day after Harlin was convicted, Wen Mo was dismissed from his post.

Days without work are very relaxing.

Wen Mo stayed at home with Wen Shiyu, cooking, illustrating, playing the piano, and painting.

He's a roughneck, not cut out for such refined things, but Wen Shiyu has been influenced by these things since childhood, and these habits and hobbies are ingrained in her bones. All he can do is accompany her.

"You messed up the designs of the pastries I made!" Wen Shiyu's angry voice came from the kitchen.

Immediately following was Wen Mo, who said, "Madam, don't you think this look is better?"

I don't think so.

"All right."

"You made this, so you can eat it yourself."

With Wen Mo joining, chaos ensued.

After much effort, Wen Shiyu finally managed to collect a whole box of small, adorable pastries.

“Yours looks better, let me try it…” Wen Mo reached out his hand directly.

Wen Shiyu slapped the back of his hand, saying, "This is for the baby, you're not allowed to eat it."

After saying that, he pointed to the oddly shaped desserts on the counter, "Those are yours."

Wen Mo: "..."

He angrily shoved the pastry into his mouth, thinking to himself that his wife was too biased.

Just as Wen Shiyu finished packing the pastries, the phone in the living room rang, and Wen Mo went over to answer it.

"Hello......."

"real?"

His voice rose slightly with a hint of joy. Seeing this, Wen Shiyu slowly walked over and waited for him to hang up before asking, "Whose call was that?"

Wen Mo: "Uncle."

Wen Shiyu froze, then grabbed his hand tightly and asked expectantly, "Is there... a result?"

An hour later.

The rooftop of a private hospital.

Several unfamiliar white coats appeared in Uncle's hospital room.

After Wen Mo and Wen Shiyu arrived, Uncle introduced them, "This is Dr. Colin's team from the Horace Medical Research Institute in S country."

"Hello." Wen Mo extended his hand.

Dr. Colin, with his white hair, reached out and shook hands with him.

After exchanging greetings, he said, "Oh, sir, may I touch the material of your mask?"

Wen Mo's eyes darkened slightly, and an invisible aura spread out.

Colin quickly waved his hand, "If you don't want to, then forget it. You're quite the fickle man."

The uncle told everyone else who was not involved to leave.

“Colin is an expert in genetics,” Uncle said to Wen Mo in Chinese. “He has a project on DNA paternity testing, which is said to have made great progress.”

"Let's test your relationship with that child. If heaven is on your side, I will die without regrets."

After saying that, the uncle coughed violently a few times.

Wen Shiyu patted him on the back, tears welling up in her eyes. "Uncle, don't say such discouraging things."

Uncle should live to be a hundred years old.

The uncle patted her hand reassuringly, "Life is only a hundred years long. I've lived to my sixties, and that's enough for me."

"When your father entrusted you to Amo, I thought it was unreliable. I thought that this kid was just a playboy with no skills and was not worthy of our Wen family's young lady."

As she spoke, she looked at Wen Mo and said, "Luckily, your father wasn't wrong about you, otherwise he would be anxiously pacing around down there."

This was the only affirmation Uncle had ever given Wenmo in all these years.

Upon hearing the word "father," Wen Shiyu couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.

Wen Mo held her shoulders and looked at his uncle, "I'll bring the little guy over sometime, don't worry."

The uncle nodded.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, Wen Mo and Wen Shiyu went to see Lin Xiaoxiao the next day.

It's still the same courtyard.

But Lin Xiaoxiao was nowhere to be seen.

"What do you want with my boss?" Guan Yue looked at the two men warily.

Wen Mo and Wen Shiyu exchanged a glance. Wen Shiyu said softly, "We have something important to discuss with Bao Bao. Could you please call her? Thank you."

Emma!

That voice is so beautiful.

Guan Yue couldn't help but scratch her ear.

"She...she's not here." Realizing her voice sounded too cold, she added, "She went out early this morning."

"I see..." Wen Shiyu was a little disappointed. She lowered her eyes and looked like a wilted cabbage after a frost.

How could Guan Yue let such a beautiful aunt be sad? She pointed inside and said, "Why don't you come in and sit down? Maybe she'll be back soon."

Wen Shiyu looked at Wen Mo, seeking his opinion.

Wen Mo shook his head, "We'll come back this afternoon."

Since he was just sitting and waiting anyway, he finally had some time and wanted to take Wen Shiyu shopping.

After they returned to the mainland, they didn't come to the port city very often.

Lin Xiaoxiao returned at noon, bringing Luo Qingming with her.

Huo Jing is busy learning business management skills and knowledge from his stepfather, while Luo Qingming is out and about every day. The other day, she even went to the film studio to work as an extra and film a movie.

His outstanding appearance has attracted many talent scouts who want him to sign with a company and launch his career.

Luo Qingming had no interest in becoming a star; she simply wanted to experience it and, incidentally, check out the prospects of making movies and television shows.

He has no interest in being a star, but he is interested in the entertainment industry.

To be precise, he's interested in all sorts of industries, as long as they can make money, except for illegal ones, of course.

After arriving in Hong Kong, Huo Jing was dragged by his stepfather to learn business knowledge. While learning, Luo Qingming also tried to earn some money in her spare time.

After making money, he invested it in the stock market, and his money multiplied. Now, he has a very full pocket.

Today, taking advantage of Lin Xiaoxiao's free time, I insisted on taking her to a fancy restaurant, where the meal cost more than five thousand yuan.

Lin Xiaoxiao was really heartbroken.

Luo Qingming said, "It's only right that I spend money on you and my nephew."

If Lin Xiaoxiao hadn't stopped him, he would have handed over all his family's wealth.

After dinner, Luo Qingming followed Lin Xiaoxiao back to the courtyard.

As soon as she sat down and took a sip, Guan Yue told Lin Xiao about Wen Mo and Wen Shiyu looking for her.

Lin Xiaoxiao put down her cup. "Okay, I understand."

"I packed some food for you. You can just heat it up tonight and eat it."

Guan Yue cheered, "Long live the boss!"

Luo Qingming asked, "Wen Mo? It's not the Wen Mo I know, is it?"

Who doesn't know the name of the Chief Superintendent of Police of Hong Kong?

Lin Xiaoxiao nodded, "Okay, I'll introduce you to them later."