Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Who would have thought.

The answer from Xi Bao nearly made Xiao Bailu fall out of her seat.

Xi Bao glanced at Wu Feifei in front, then leaned close to Xiao Bailu’s ear and whispered, ”I think she’s not my mom.”

Xiao Bailu’s heart skipped a beat, and she held her breath: ”What do you mean... you think? Why do you think that?”

Where’s the evidence?

Although Xi Bao bore a striking resemblance to Huo Tingzun and not at all to Wu Feifei, genes are a tricky thing, and biological parents need evidence to prove.

But if there’s even a slight possibility that Wu Feifei is not Xi Bao’s mom, did she wrongly blame Huo Tingzun?

Is the reason Huo Tingzun wanted to marry Wu Feifei not because she had his child?

For a moment, Xiao Bailu’s emotions were tense to the extreme.

Yet.

Xi Bao, with a serious expression, answered her, ”Based on a feeling.”

Xiao Bailu’s eyelids twitched, and the breath she was holding suddenly released: ”Baby, don’t say things carelessly. Don’t say such feeling-based things in front of outsiders anymore. Your dad will be angry, and your mom will be hurt.”

Xi Bao shook his head and whispered in her ear: ”Sister, you’re not an outsider, and I’m not talking nonsense. What I’m saying is true. I really don’t think she’s my mom. I have three reasons: First, I don’t miss her even after not seeing her for a long time; second, my dad doesn’t miss her after not seeing her for a long time; third, neither my dad nor I have ever kissed her.”

Xi Bao explained with a serious demeanor and logic, like a miniature version of Lawyer Huo Tingzun.

Xiao Bailu’s mouth twitched almost to the point of being speechless.

Especially the last point, you little brat, how do you know your dad hasn’t kissed her?

Your dad’s a kissing maniac!

Remembering being sneak-kissed by Huo Tingzun in the small country yard, her face blushed, then paled. That damn scumbag, having a fiancée and a child, still kissed her—truly a jerk nailed to the post of infamy.

Seeing Xiao Bailu’s skeptical look, Xi Bao grew a bit anxious and used his trump card: ”Sister, if you don’t believe these reasons, surely you’ll believe my dad’s will, right?”

Xiao Bailu was stunned: ”What will?”

Xi Bao: ”Just a few days ago, my dad was sick in Qingcheng, right? Then he told his secretary to show us the will. If he died, Wu Feifei and I would execute the will.”

Xi Bao called Wu Feifei by her name directly, clearly not treating her as his mother.

Xiao Bailu was even more bewildered: ”Is it that serious... he even thought of a will?”

She thought the man acted nonchalant, almost as if he didn’t take his illness seriously.

But it turns out the man was very aware that the condition had a very high fatality rate, so much so that he even prepared a will.

He was ready to die, yet he gave her the only ticket back to Imperial City back then.

Didn’t he want to see his fiancée and son one last time before dying?

Xiao Bailu realized this issue for the first time.

Also, for the first time, she deeply felt how heavy that ticket was.

It was not only a ticket for her survival but was his entire life’s stake, giving up all his attachments.

Her eyes became slightly red in an instant.

The damn man is so hateful, making people grind their teeth in hatred but suddenly pulling such a move.

Her eyes were red.

The tender voice of Xi Bao softly came to her ear: ”Sister, do you know how my dad’s will is set? If you see it, you’ll definitely feel the same way as me, not thinking Wu Feifei is my real mom!”