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Xiao Yebai finally lowered his finger and looked up at her, "What do you want that for?"

"It's useful."

His eyes, dark as ink, exuded a lazy haze from drunkenness, "How is it useful?"

Mo Weiyi was a bit angry, "That's about my identity, what do you think?"

"It's unnecessary."

Again, that casual, indifferent tone.

Mo Weiyi was not pleased to hear it.

Xiao Yebai continued, "Your mother told me at the time that the orphanage had no records of your birth parents' information. She also had people look into it, but there were no results."

"So I want to check for myself." Mo Weiyi held his gaze, "Just because others can't find them doesn't mean I can't."

She was indeed curious about her own background.

It didn't matter before when she was unaware, but now that she knew, her character wouldn't allow her to rest without checking.

Even if she was an abandoned baby, she couldn't possibly have sprung from a rock, right?