Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Li Mosen heard this and pouted. Are the scammers nowadays so dumb? A random individual just called herself his mother. If he believed her, how stupid would he be? However, Li Mosen did not expose her lie, and reached out to her. “Didn’t you say that you got my little car? Give it back to me, that was given to me by my grandfather. It is very important.”
Tang Mengying looked at the pink and tender little hand that Li Mosen had extended. She smiled and found a blue small metal assembled car from her pocket. “Do you mean this?”
When Li Mosen saw it, his eyes lit up and nodded. “Yes! I pieced this together with my brother. I thought I lost it. Thank you for giving it back to me!” He said and reached out.
However, Tang Mengying took the car back and said, “How do you prove that this is yours? This is what I found near this pond, and it does not have your name on it.”
Li Mosen was anxious, pointing to old house not far away and said, “My family lives there. I often come here to play with my younger siblings. This is what I left here a few days ago. I forgot to take it back. Now I remembered, so I came here to look for it. I didn’t think anyone would be around. Since you have found it, please give it back to me. This is really important to me.”
“Really? I only know Li Sicheng in this family. Ask him to talk to me, and I will give it to you.”
“Li Sicheng is my father! He hasn’t come back yet!” Li Mosen pouted and was a little angry. “Why do you have to behave like this? I am a child. I won’t lie to you.”
Tang Mengying’s attention was completely on his first sentence. She laughed and said, “Li Sicheng is your father? He asked you to call him that?”
The boy didn’t understand it, but he somehow felt that Tang Mengying’s laughter was a bit strange. Taking a step back, Li Mosen looked at her and blinked.
Tang Mengying squatted down and said, “I am your mother.”
“Auntie, if you say this again, I will be angry. My mother has not come back yet!” Li Mosen looked at her seriously.
Tang Mengying had a mask on her face. “Su Qianci is not your mother. I am the mother who gave birth to you.”
Li Mosen was dazed and glanced at her. He unconsciously thought of the words that the children used to laugh at him when they were in the orphanage.
[Monster, monster! ]
[Which person’s eyes are blue? You monster, no wonder your mother who gave birth to you wanted to kill you.]
[Wow, the monster stares at us. We must destroy the monster! ]
Looking at the woman in front of him, Li Mosen stepped back and said in shock, “You are lying!”
“Why should I lie to you?” Tang Mengying suddenly felt the pressure of retaliation. “Are you afraid of me? Why are you afraid of me? Did you find out?”
“I…” Li Mosen’s little heart jumped quickly. He turned and wanted to run.
But Tang Mengying’s movements were faster. She caught him and said, “Where are you going? your mother is here, what do you want to do?”
He struggled with fear. The small body writhed and shouted, “You are not my mother. My mother has not returned home. Her name is Su Qianci!”
“Hush, don’t deceive yourself anymore,” Tang Mengying hugged him tightly and persuaded, “You know that she is not your biological mother. You don’t fit in with this family. You know that, right?”