Bo Yehan suddenly stood up.【】

At this time, Xu Feng consciously withdrew from the office.

Only Bo Yehan and Donggua were left, one big and one small, confronting each other several meters away.

Bo Yehan's face was complicated, and the expression of winter melon was also uneven.

Two similar faces and similar personalities, the two people looked at each other, and no one was willing to shift the point at all.

After a while, Bo Yehan spoke first and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Did you come to me yourself?"

When Donggua heard what he said, she instantly pinched her little hand holding the bag.

Sure enough, this person has always known about him and Liuliu's existence, but he doesn't want them!

Gripping his teeth, he took a step forward with a small step: "Let me see what the so-called father everyone has!"

Bo Yehan felt a little nervous because of his words.

The facial features of Donggua are so similar to him that he can know his identity without any proof.

I instantly understood the reason why Lu Man concealed it from both sides every time.

He walked out from behind the table and approached the winter melon a little.

Never thought that he already had such a big son.

Lu Man gave birth to his child, but after he left for so many years, he still kept it from him even when he came back.

If it weren't for an accident, she would probably want to hide it from him for the rest of her life!

Some anger rose in my heart, but he slowly suppressed it.

Bo Yehan pursed his lips, as if he was enduring something.

After a while, he curled his lips and said lightly: "Are you satisfied with what you see?"

The angry little fist of the winter melon was clenched tightly, and suddenly it became loose again.

Then he raised his head and said with disdain, "It's just that."

Bo Yehan's eyebrows hopped, but then he smiled.

He looked at him deeply, walked closer, bent one knee and squatted down, maintaining a height equal to the winter melon.

"Tell me, did you come to me secretly without hiding it?"

Judging from Lu Man's current actions, she could not let the child recognize him.

Now that winter melon appears in front of him, looking at this outfit, it is not difficult to guess the reason.

Donggua stared at him with her eyes.

As he got closer, he found that his cheap dad looked exactly the same as him.

He always claimed to be the best handsome man in the world, but now he looks like this person. He suddenly gets angry and wants to change his face.

Bo Yehan saw the small emotions that changed in his eyes, and kept silent for two seconds and continued to ask slowly: "Then tell me, what's the purpose of coming to me?"

After saying that, his right hand rose and tried to put it on the shoulder of the winter melon.

When Donggua saw his movements, she immediately moved sideways and moved away.

Bo Yehan was not angry, but became more interested.

His son, except for his facial features, has a very similar temper and personality to his.

Donggua pursed her lips, her face was cold and her voice was cold: "You took my mother away. You didn't want her at the beginning, so now you return her to me."

Bo Yehan's eyes were slightly darker, and his voice was a little more meaningful: "She told you, I don't want her anymore?"

Donggua snorted, her thin lips pursed were extremely stubborn: "Mommy has never mentioned you to me."

The expression in Bo Yehan's eyes became increasingly surging, and he looked at the winter melon quietly.

There was a long-lost excitement in his heart, unable to tell what his mood was, but it made him feel a little uneasy.

After a while, he stepped back and stood up and leaned against the table.

He took out a cigarette, lit something that he thought of the moment before, and put away the lighter.

He pinched the cigarette at his fingertips and played with it. He smiled faintly: "You are here to ask for your mommy, come here like this?"

He paused, his voice lowered a little further: "Are you not afraid, I won't let you go?"

Donggua's eyes, which had been widening, instantly opened a little wider.

Then he suddenly curled his lips, and at a young age, his eyes were filled with a naked coldness: "Then I'm very happy, at least I can be reunited with my mommy."

Bo Yehan's fingers holding the cigarette butt tightened slightly, and his eyes looked at him again.

This is his son, and apart from this similar face, it is more of an indescribable feeling.

After a while, he slowly curled his lips, his voice was still cold, but his eyes were filled with a faint appreciation: "Are you sure I can't do anything to you?"

The winter melon blinked its round eyes and glanced around his face.

Then he suddenly let go of his hand that had been holding his schoolbag belt, took a few steps to the side, and walked to the sofa.

Then, he stood up on tiptoe and shook his calves, his posture was extremely relaxed.

Bo Yehan looked at his movements quietly, and the interest in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

He stood up from the table, took two steps to walk to the sofa opposite the winter melon.

Sitting down with his knees bent, his legs overlapped habitually, and his posture was also casual and lazy.

Sitting opposite each other, Bo Yehan lowered his eyes and looked at him: "Tell me, what are you thinking about coming to see me?"

The little winter melon wrapped her chest with her little bra: "I said, let me put my mommy and Liuliu."

Bo Yehan narrowed his eagle eyes and his thin lips pursed slightly: "If I really let go, what would you use to compensate me?"

Donggua's hands tightened with her chest, and glared at him with anger.

As expected, this cheap dad was a profitable businessman!

I don’t know how Mommy fell in love with such a person back then.

Although his face looks similar to his handsomeness, his character is much worse!

Holding back his anger, Donggua's tightly pursed lips moved again and again, then deliberately suppressed her voice and said, "I."

"You?" Bo Yehan stretched out his tone and said the word "you", as if he had some doubts.

When Donggua heard his tone, she became angry. She looked at him with a angrily face, almost writing her unhappiness on her face.

Bo Yehan's eagle's eyes bent slightly, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

He covered his lips with one hand and coughed lightly. He stopped teasing Donggua and raised his eyebrows seriously and said, "What do you mean?"

Put down the little hands of the winter melon-ring breasts, pretending to be calm and holding the edge of the sofa.

His fingers rubbed, and his calf swayed in the air.

Without Bo Yehan's sharp gaze, he said slowly: "I checked it online before I came, you have no other children."

The fun in Bo Ye's cold eyes became more and more interesting. He nodded in cooperation and said, "Well, the homework is done well."

Donggua slowly turned her gaze back to him, and saw his relaxed expression, her face was a little angry.

Bo Yehan saw that his little face suddenly changed his attitude, and his cold eyes were half-closed, waiting for his follow-up.

The next second, I heard the winter melon with these angers, saying, "Why are you so unscrupulous?"

Bo Yehan shook his head calmly: "I'm very serious."

The little face of Donggua was very angry: "Because I am a child, you don't respect me."

Bo Yehan was caught off guard and heard this sentence, and a smile flashed in his eyes, he suddenly felt a little guilty again.

He was very serious about winter melon, but he really didn't take what winter melon to say.

However, he did think so.
Chapter completed!