The surname âmoâ was rare. In his memory, there was only one person with the surname.
Wait a minute!
Huo Yuntingâs expression changed.
Mo Shan!
Qiu Jinâs words from back then resounded in his ears.
Huo Yunting suddenly thought of the woman he had been looking for for over eighteen years, but to no avail.
He thought about mo ningâs cross-dressing and her eyes that were exactly the same as his.
That included her hatred for the Huo family ...
If his guess was correct, then mo ning could very well ...
âDamn it!â
Huo Yunting could no longer sit still.
He almost wanted to go to mo ning to verify it!
However, his rationality quickly suppressed his impulse.
He had assumed that if mo ning was his daughter, mo Shan would be using her as a puppet to take revenge on the Huo family, so she would not tell her about mo ningâs identity.
Even if he went to ask, he would definitely not get an answer.
And ... Was mo ning really his and Lu Zhaoyangâs daughter?
He needed evidence to prove it!
âPhew ...â
Huo Yunting let out a sigh of relief, trying his best to suppress the turbulent emotions in his heart.
I canât rush!
He called for one of his men and asked him to bring the phone he had taken from mo ning. He checked the contact list and realized that there was not a single number saved.
There werenât many call records.
Just as he was about to try his luck, he found a text message ...
It was a message that mo ning had sent to mo Shan early in the morning, but she had not had the time to delete it.
He opened it.
[Mom, Iâm going to make a move. Wait for my news.]
Mom?
If he was not wrong, the woman mo ning had called âmotherâ was mo Shan.
Huo Yunting pondered for a while and began to type a text message with his trembling fingers.
[Success.]
It was only four short words, but he received a response very quickly.
[Really? Did you kill Lu Zhaoyang? Where are you now? Come back quickly, I canât wait to hear you describe how Lu Zhaoyang died in your hands. Ning-ning, you are my good daughter. Come back quickly, Iâll be waiting for you!â
The three exclamation marks showed how excited and ecstatic she was.
It was good.
He was hooked.
[Iâll be right back.]
After a quick reply, Huo Yunting made a call to Huo Chen and sent him mo Shanâs number.
âI want to know this personâs address in one minute!â
ââ¦â¦â
Huo Chen was a little confused.
With Huo Yuntingâs ability, it was a piece of cake to trace the location of the other party according to the number information. It would take less than five minutes.
Yet, he had come to ask her for help. It could be seen how anxious he was. He was not even willing to wait for these few minutes.
Despite his confusion, Huo Chen still used the militaryâs power to find the address.
âIâve sent it to you. â
âThanks!â
Huo Yunting hung up the phone and left in such a hurry for the first time in his life. Just as he was about to get into his car and head to his destination, he suddenly thought of something.
âYou, come over.â
âPresident Huo?â
âGo to the basement immediately and tell Huo Li to stop mo ningâs interrogation!â âDonât touch a single hair on her head before I come back!â Huo Yuntingâs face was tense.
âYes!â
Huo Yunting brought a few bodyguards with him and stepped on the gas.
The black Bentley was like a Silver Arrow, moving forward rapidly.
On the way, Huo Yunting ran countless red lights and sped countless times.
He stepped on the accelerator again and again. His heart was full of ups and downs, like he was riding a roller coaster.
Mo Shan!
Mo ning ...