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That is not my oat!

Muyang was flummoxed by his grandmother's reasoning. His wife brought home a child and she quickly drew the conclusion that he had possibly sown wild oats!! In which way did this girl bear the slightest bit of resemblance to him? The girl was clear an American, that blonde hair, green eyes together with the undeniable fact that his wife was returning from America it was the only plausible conclusion. Why she was crying he had no idea?

"That is not my oat grandma, I have no idea what you are talking about? How can you draw such a conclusion out of nowhere?"

"You and Chi-Chi did not know that you had a second child out there in the world before little monk was rescued. She went out on a trip and has returned with another child. It's not impossible for a third child to be out there without your knowledge." she shrugged and tilted her head to her side, expressing to him that her question was not coming out of this air. Certain events had led up to it. 

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