You Are My Only Sunshine

"How can I go back?" He should be the one who will go back, after all, how could she take advantage of it.

"Naturally, I am afraid that you will feel softer." Hao Yansen replied.

Mo Yun came out amused, "You mean me?"

How could she be soft-hearted to Mo Zhenggang and the others?

Hao Yansen didn't say anything. He took the urn in her hand and said, "Because it's fake."

Mo Jun was shocked--

What is he saying?

Bailang are dumbfounded, what is he talking about?

What is fake?

Hao Yansen explained lightly, “The amount of ashes inside is obviously an adult. How can a child who is only a few years old have so much ashes. There is also this soil, which has recently been renovated.”

As soon as Hao Yansen finished speaking, Shang Shi went to check immediately.

He quickly concluded, "Master, these soils have indeed been refurbished recently, and the tombstone seems to have been newly built. This tomb is only recent."

Mo Yun was shocked.

She opened her eyes wide in disbelief.

Yunlong suddenly said, "I see! This is the tomb that Mo Zhenggang and the others have recently built, and they deliberately used it to deceive Xiao Yun!"

Mo Yun's fingers couldn't help but tremble.

She glanced at Hao Yansen, her eyes full of excitement, "Could it be that my child is not dead? Mo Zhenggang is deliberately deceiving me... No, he doesn't need to deceive me..."

In the previous life, she was forced to die, and Mo Zhenggang didn't change his words when he died, so how could he be lying to her.

The only possibility is that maybe her child is not dead yet, but it will probably die.

Thinking of this possibility, Mo Jun suddenly became anxious.

"I want to find him, I must find him right away!" Thinking that the child is still suffering now, she scratched her heart and lungs.

Seeing her like this, Hao Yansen comforted her in a low tone, "Don't worry, whether you die or not, I will find out the truth immediately. But you have to promise me that you can't hurt yourself no matter what the truth is."

Mo Yun's heart was miraculously soothed by him.

She nodded, "Well, I promise you!"

"Is the child really not dead? Then why did Mo Zhenggang lie to Xiaojun?" Yunlong asked puzzled.

This time the answer was Bailang. He squinted slightly, "Maybe all this is Mo Zhenggang's strategy to stand up. He has been using bitterness drama and good-hearted characters from the beginning, so that everyone will sympathize with him. Mohs can naturally stand up too."

"Yes! He deliberately made a fake grave, just to show his hypocrisy. In fact, the child might not even have the bones left!" Yunlong was greeted by Bailang on the back of his head as soon as he finished speaking.

Shang Shi also subconsciously reached out his hand...

He flashed awkwardly after the fight.

Yunlong was angry, "What are you doing with me?"

"Idiot--" Bailang and Shang Shi cursed at the same time.

You are upright and score occasions!

You really cried so stupidly.

Yunlong also instantly understood what he had said, and he immediately looked at Mo Yun apologetically.

Mo Yun's eyes dimmed as expected, but her reaction was not too obvious.

"Big Brother Yun, you're right, the child probably didn't even leave any bones...so Mo Zheng made a fake ashes just now."

"Xiao Yun, I'm sorry. I don't speak through my brain, I'm nonsense, don't take it seriously." Yun Long apologized quickly, but he didn't want her to be sad at all.

Mo Yun shook his head, "Actually, I think so in my heart."

I just don't want to admit it.

Hao Yansen said decisively and coldly: "Whether you die or not, you will see the difference soon."

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