At night.
Chen Mo sat on the sofa, Xiao Yu nestled in his arms as they quietly watched a movie.
Mo Nv Aunt had changed into pajamas and was sitting on the sofa as well. Xiao Wushuang sat between Chen Mo and Mo Nv Aunt, happily building with toy blocks alongside Mo Nv Aunt. There was also the little robot toy Chen Mo had specially made for the girl.
"Do you have something on your mind? Is it because of what's online?" Xiao Yu asked.
"Yeah. I was thinking about how to explain it to you." Chen Mo gently stroked her little belly.
Xiao Yu placed her hand over Chen Mo's and shook her head.
"No need. Those photos were obviously fake. I see your body every day—I could recognize it at a glance. You don't look particularly muscular in clothes, but without them, your muscle lines are perfect. The man in those photos was in dim lighting, but you could still tell his body was far too weak. Maybe he looked more like you with clothes on, but once he took them off, he gave himself away. I can recognize my husband.
Sister Zhao Min has a tiny red mole-shaped birthmark here, about the size of a fingernail, but that woman in the photos doesn't. To outsiders, it looks like the two of you, but I could tell at a glance that it wasn't you or Sister Zhao Min."
Xiao Yu pointed to the area between the side of her left breast and her armpit.
"How did you know Zhao Min had a red birthmark?"
"Is that strange? Sister Zhao Min and I have gone shopping for clothes, soaked in hot springs, and gone swimming together. I've seen it before. Haven't you seen it too?" Xiao Yu looked up