In fact, even if the elderly Mrs. Mo had not mentioned it, Mo Qingyi could have guessed something.
The matter that the elderly Mrs. Mo wanted to discuss with her was probably related to her own origins, or perhaps it had to do with the whole Mo family.
Ever since she could remember, she had no memories of her father in her mind, and the elderly Mrs. Mo had also never taken the initiative to mention her father to her.
Strangely, during her childhood, she never felt a lack of fatherly love.
For her, the role of father was dispensable.
Her mother and brother were her everything.
Although her brother was as cold as an unmelt-able iceberg, in her eyes, he was the best brother in the world.