Chapter 1381

Hearing what she said, Zong Yuecai pulled out from the shock.

But his eyes were still fixed on Jiang Li's face, and his dark pupils were trembling.

"You... You are..."

As like as two peas in the world, how can they be the same as their mothers?

This woman, from appearance to voice, is exactly the same as his mother.

Jiang Li's voice was gentle and said to Zongyue, "my name is Jiang Li, but I'm not your mommy."

Zong Yue breathed.

"Your name is Jiang Li!"

Jiang Li nodded to him, "yes, I have the same name as your mommy, but I'm not her."

"Who the hell are you?"

Zong Yue subconsciously took a step back, and defensive emotions emerged from him.

He asked Jiang Li this sentence, and Jiang Li was also asking himself.

Who the hell is she?

In fact, even Jiang Li doesn't know.

Her side is full of lies, and she doesn't know what kind of answer is true and what kind of answer is false.

"I may be your mommy's sister, or I may be your mommy's clone..."

"What are you talking about?!"

Zong Yue's pupil was covered with a layer of cold ice.

"Clone?! who cloned you?!"

He doesn't believe that there will be twins with exactly similar looks, sounds and names in this world.

But if the woman in front of us is cloned, her birth must be accompanied by a huge conspiracy and ulterior motives!

His mother's identity is too special!

If his mother's clone does appear, it will stir up the political arena of the limitless continent!

Biotechnology in today's world has been very developed.

Scientists have successfully cloned many species and human cells.

But human cloning is prohibited by law.

Cloning will cause ethical subversion and tragedy!

The mood in Jiang Li's eyes was bleak and depressed.

"I don't know... I'm not your mommy, and I didn't want to be your mommy, I..."

When she was talking to Zong Yue, a voice of "Gulu Gulu" came behind her.

Jiang Li turned his head and saw that the traditional Chinese medicine in the pot was boiling and opened a hole in the lid of the pot.

Hot and bubbling traditional Chinese medicine is pouring out from the gap between the pot and the cover!

Jiang Li hurried up, put on his insulating gloves and lifted the lid of the pot.

At this time, the thick medicine soup had flowed down from the stove, and the medicine juice falling on the ground splashed on Jiang Li's lower legs.

She hissed, endured the pain and turned down the fire on the stove.

Zong Yue came up and said to Jiang Li:

"I'll do it myself."

His tone was cold and indifferent.

He knew that the medicine cooked in the pot was for him to drink.

When he sees a person who is exactly the same as his mother cooking medicine for himself, Zongyue inevitably resists.

"I heard you were injured and had a high fever. I'll help you with traditional Chinese Medicine..."

Before Jiang Li finished his words, Zong Yue swept over her with a cold and alienated sight.

Jiang Li's outstretched hand shrank back. She took a step back and suddenly remembered something. She hurriedly said:

"Put this on."

Jiang Li quickly took off his insulating gloves and handed them to Zongyue.

There was not much expression on Zong Yue's face.

He took the insulating gloves, put them on, picked up the cooking pot, and poured the medicine soup in the pot into a porcelain bowl with a layer of filter screen.

When the Chinese medicine in the pot is emptied, Zong Yue takes off his insulating gloves and puts the filter screen and the cooking pot into the sink.

"Let me wash this."

Jiang Li took the initiative to say that Zong Yue was only cold and responded to her: "No."

Jiang Li could only take back her hand again. She stood aside and watched Zongyue wash the filter screen and the pot for cooking Chinese medicine.

But Jiang Li was not idle, so she picked up a rag and wiped the stove and floor clean.

"Sorry to waste so much medicine."

Zong Yue's tone was still cold: "later, I'll cook my medicine myself."

Jiang Li lowered her head. She said, "OK."

Is she despised?

Because she as like as two peas, Si Wenyuan was more dislike by Zong.

Jiang Li suddenly felt that he should not appear in front of them.

Her presence in front of these people will only bring them unhappiness.

Zong Yue filled a pot of water. He was about to go upstairs with hot traditional Chinese medicine. Suddenly, his action stopped.

He looked at the traditional Chinese medicine in his bowl and said in a dry voice, "thank you for cooking the medicine for me."

Jiang Li subconsciously replied, "you're welcome."

She looked up and saw Zong Yue staring at her.

The man's eyes seemed to be looking at another person through her.

Jiang Li has long been used to such eyes. Because she looks like another Jiang Li, she has been used as a substitute by many people.