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Ye Lanchen did not want to suspect a little child was lying to him.

However, he could not shake off the feeling that the conversation was rather strange.

Of course, he could not deny the discomfort in his heart caused by the elevation drop of his emotions.

Which was why he raised another question out of dissatisfaction.

My mothers Qin Yutong and Im Momo. Uncle, do you have any other questions for me? I really need to call my father. Tang Zhimo who was ready to hang up the call suddenly became on high alert upon hearing the mans question, even though he successfully came up with the right answers nonetheless.

He was not lying, after all. He did regard Qin Yutong as his mother.

Tang Zhimos rapid and natural reply caught Ye Lanchen by surprise but he quickly enquired again, How old is your sister? And how old are you?

Tang Zhimo was an extremely bright child and he immediately detected the skepticism in the mans voice. Their conversation had gone well and was coming to an end but why did the person on the other end of the phone suddenly become doubtful again?

Mommys new-found husband seemed difficult to fool!

Shes three and a half, whereas Im seven. Again, Tang Zhimo answered without delay although he was silently wondering for the reason that raised the mans suspicion.

Suddenly, he understood the root of the problem. He mentioned earlier that his mother and grandmother were having a row but the silence in the room contradicted that.

He was determined to dissolve the conflict. He needed to create some sort of commotion as if people were arguing in the background.

At the same time, the conversation between his mother and godmother intensified in the living room although they were not yet at their loudest.

You didnt even tell me that youve gotten married. Well, well, Chu Wuyou, arent you something? Qin Yutongs furious voice entered the little boys ears as he strained his neck to eavesdrop. They were quarreling, indeed, but Tang Zhimo knew better than to let Ye Lanchen listen to these.

He needed to come up with something else.

Tang Zhimo scanned around the room and an idea appeared in his mind. He rose to his feet and started stomping on the ground. Then, he shouted in a voice laced with impatience. Younger Sister, stop running around. What if you get lost?

In order to make his lie more convincing, he also nudged Tang Zhixi and motioned her to imitate his actions.

However, Tang Zhixi fell to the ground at his slight touch and started crying her heart out. Elder Brother, it hurts.

Tang Zhimo was completely stunned because he had only nudged her tenderly. Moreover, his sister was not a crybaby; she did not even make a sound when she fell down and grazed herself last time. What was wrong?

Anyway, this made his lie more believable now. Tang Zhimo quickly said into the phone with a hint of urgency in his voice. Uncle, my sister and I are hiding outside to make the phone call but shes running away now. I need to go after her quickly.

Ye Lanchen had nothing else to say this time around. Besides, Tang Zhimo cleared his doubts by explaining they were making the call while in hiding. He should really hang up the phone.

The two adults darted into the room upon hearing Tang Zhixis wail.

Whats wrong? What happened to my darling?

Momo, whore you speaking to on the phone?

Ye Lanchen, who was about to hang up the call, paused the minute he heard a womans voice.

Tang Zhimo was ready to hang up the phone. However, he became nervous upon seeing Chu Wuyou barging into the room and accidentally activated the loudspeaker mode.

Immediately afterward, Ye Lanchens voice that blasted through the speaker frightened Chu Wuyou out of her wits.