1582: C1582 I'il tell you the truth in half a year

C1582 I'il tell you the truth in half a year

0"I'll tell you the truth in half a year."

"Is it so hard to give me an answer?"

"?" Xu Zhengya did not say anything, she only lowered her head and took a sip of the coffee.

Zheng Xiao stared fixedly at Xu Zhengya: "You only need to answer that I am, and that I am?"

This question was truly difficult for her to answer. Since she couldn't tell him the truth, she could only accept his answer.

"Zheng Xiao, I will give you a satisfactory answer when the time comes. I can't tell you now, so don't make things difficult for me, okay? "

Hearing her words, Zheng Xiao laughed: "No, you have already given me a satisfactory answer, I understand. "Don't worry, I'll be waiting for you."

Xu Zhengya looked at him and did not explain her words.

Because of the special nature of Zheng Xiao's current identity, Xu Zhengya wanted to find out whether or not he was the real Wen Dong without a clue.

Exiting the coffee shop, Xu Zhengya called Ouyang Mo.

When she found out he was still at the office, she went back to his villa.

She was in a flustered mood, so she needed to be alone.

On the way back, she called her mother to comfort her mother and said that Ouyang Mo had already found someone to investigate about her father and told her not to worry.

He sat in the bedroom on the second floor for the entire afternoon and analyzed the dead Zheng Xiao from head to toe.

His voice hadn't changed, his height hadn't changed, his figure hadn't changed.

Most importantly, the information that he and Ouyang Mo had obtained was more or less the same.

Recalling the bits of information from the past that had come up in his conversation with him, he could easily answer everything that had happened. From all the information he had gathered so far, he had an 80% chance of being Wen Dong, who had sacrificed himself.

But he had changed so much that she tried to find some familiar marks on his body, except for his voice. Some of his little movements did look similar to the ones before.

But it was only a resemblance. What if he was an impostor?

Seeing that it was almost time for Ouyang Mo to get off work, he changed into his house clothes and went downstairs to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

There were servants in the house, and cooking was not her business.

However, when she went over to see Zheng Xiao, she felt that she had let Ouyang Mo down a little. Besides, from the time they met until now, she had never cooked a meal for him.

Thinking about how he said he would go through divorce procedures with her, there was always an indescribable feeling spreading through his heart.

She didn't know what this feeling was, nor did she know.

She blamed it on guilt and apology.

She wanted to more or less make up for the fact that she owed this man so much.

In the past, he had always felt that Ye Zichen was being a bit improper, and that his heart was so small that it couldn't be any smaller.

She had expected him to pester her with his marriage, and even a divorce would wear her out.

But today, he had made himself look at her in a new light.

Ouyang Mo returned home after getting off work today, because he received a call from the butler saying that Xu Zhengya would cook dinner at home, he rushed back.

When he entered the kitchen, he saw Xu Zhengya stir-frying the last dish, Ouyang Mo walked over with a smile.

"How did he become a good wife and mother?"

Xu Zhengya who was cooking did not hear Ouyang Mo's footsteps when she walked in. Only when she was encircled by someone did she know that this man had returned.

"You make me sound like a real woman."

"I married a man."

"You seem to be wronged?"

"I'm very happy." Ouyang Mo suddenly tilted his head and kissed her cheeks: "Go upstairs and change. With that, he left the kitchen.

Xu Zhengya pursed her lips, feeling that the place that he had kissed before was a little hot.

However, unlike before, she felt that she was no longer that repulsed by him.

Perhaps it was because he said he was going to divorce her that his image in his heart instantly improved.

Yes, it should be so.

When Ouyang Mo returned to the downstairs, Xu Zhengya had already placed all the dishes on the table. Four dishes and a soup. It was quite a sumptuous meal.

"I didn't expect my wife to be so virtuous. I thought you wouldn't do anything other than take out a gun."

Xu Zhengya smiled as she looked at him, "Am I as bad as you described?"

"It's not that you're too bad, but that you're too professional in your work as a police officer."

The two of them sat at the dining table. Xu Zhengya looked at Ouyang Mo and asked: "How is my father?"

Ouyang Mo raised his brows, "I'll tell you after dinner."

"Then can you tell me if there is good news?"

"I told you I'd tell you after dinner."

Xu Zhengya had no choice but to watch him in silence. She lowered her head and began to eat.

This dinner was very harmonious, unlike the previous time when the two of them would always quarrel whenever they were together.

The truth proved that Xu Zhengya's culinary skills were not bad, and she ate his fill. After dinner, Xu Zhengya wanted to clean up the tableware, but was stopped by Ouyang Mo. Leaving the kitchen to the servants, he led her out of the living room to the courtyard for a walk.

"What happened to my dad?"

Ouyang Mo laughed, then looked at her and changed the topic: "You went to see Zheng Xiao?"

Xu Zhengya was startled, and was a little surprised by his question, but after thinking about it again, it made sense.

"Yes."

"How is it?"

"He has changed a lot. Honestly speaking, I don't dare to recognize him. And up till now, I'm not 100% sure that he's the Wen Dong from before. "

"You're worried that he's another fake one sent by Yun Louer, right?"

Xu Zhengya nodded uncertainly: "I don't know either, I keep on having the feeling that when I see him this time, there are many places where I feel different from before. "I can't say."

"You think he's an impostor?"2

"No, it's just that I feel like he changed a lot. And his face... I feel like I'm a stranger, maybe it's because of this. I've always gone with someone who didn't think of it before. "

Ouyang Mo nodded his head: "If my news is correct, then this person you saw today, is indeed Wen Dong. He has experienced a lot this year. Perhaps this is the reason why you feel different? "

Xu Zhengya looked at him with a little surprise: "Why do I feel like you are speaking up for him?"

"Is there something wrong with that?"

"This is not the real you, the old Ouyang Mo isn't like this." This kind of Ouyang Mo made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Ouyang Mo laughed, looked at her and asked: "Then do you think you like that Ouyang Mo from before or that Ouyang Mo now?"

"Don't think too highly of yourself. Who would like you?"

"Hahaha!" Xu Zhengya, do you know? I know countless girls. Since young, there has never been a girl like you, who dares to directly say that she doesn't like me. You know what? "You really are the first one!"

"Then I really am honored."

Ouyang Mo looked at her meaningfully: "Of course, you're the only one who became my wife after all."

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