Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

The person on the sofa remained motionless, looking at Bao Siheng coldly.

One angry, one indifferent.

There is indeed a similar charm between the eyebrows.

"The rules of the Bo family, every Bo family member must abide by it, take it!"

Bao Siheng pushed the bowl forward, his eyes turned cold.

His patience was really running out.

"Then I won't be part of Bo's family."

Bo Yan's eyes also turned cold, he stood up and avoided the people in front, and went upstairs to his room without looking back.

"Words!"

Majesty was greatly provoked, Bao Siheng roared and turned around to catch up, but was stopped by Bao Siyin.

"Brother, what are you doing!"

Bao Siyin held Bao Siheng tightly, and persuaded in a low voice: "Do you really want to be as knowledgeable as your own son? Yanyan is still so young, what are you going to do? Do you want to do it?"

"This little thing is getting more and more outrageous!"

"You're not the same when you were a kid!"

Seeing that Bao Siheng wanted to do something to his precious grandson so much, Bo's father came over to chime in with a beard and a stare.

"You two, father and son, were carved out of the same mold. What Yan Yan is now, what you were then. Have I ever done anything to you?"

Bo Siheng gritted his teeth vigorously.

"Brother, you've been acting abnormal recently!"

Bao Siyin pulled Bao Siheng to sit down on the sofa, persuading him carefully.

"Do you feel that you have been out of control recently?"

"Nothing!"

"Not yet? I've heard them say that you lose your temper every now and then in the company. Look, you talk to each other again when you get home. You didn't do this before!"

"I'm just tired from work."

"Is it because of Fang Jianning?"

When this name was mentioned, Bao Siheng felt a chill all over his body, and Bao Siyin knew that he had guessed right.

"Do you know why Yan Yan keeps losing his temper?"

Bao Siheng turned his head to look at Bao Siyin in doubt.

"When I was sleeping with him last night, guess what I saw, Yan Yan cried and called his mother in his sleep!"

Seeing Bao Siheng's shocked face, Bao Siyin continued: "Really, my pajamas were completely wet from crying! At that time, my heart was about to break! Yanyan is already three years old, and he is in need of emotion." When it's strong..."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Bao Siheng interrupted her directly.

He still knows about his own sister, and usually before expressing his true purpose, he habitually paves the way with long speeches.

"You have to promise me not to be angry first!"

After receiving Bao Siheng's affirmative answer, Bao Siyin leaned over and lowered his voice.

"Anyway, sister-in-law..."

"Who?"

"Fang Jianning, it's Fang Jianning, a slip of the tongue!"

Bao Siyin pursed her lips lightly, her heart pounding, she was still afraid that he would get angry.

"That's how I feel. Since you and Fang Jianning still have a knot in your heart, and Yanyan is in need of maternal love, should you consider taking her back..."

"impossible!"

Pick her up?

Just dreaming!
What qualifications does she have to return to Bo's house?
"Don't get excited!"

Bao Siyin pulled Bao Siheng's sleeve: "I said that bringing her back is not to let her come back as a sister-in-law. She can use other names, such as nanny or something. After all, she is Yanyan's biological mother. With her Isn't it better to take care of Yanyan than any other woman?"

The expression on Bao Siheng's face changed slightly, and Bao Siyin analyzed it again.

"Aren't you still brooding over those things that happened three years ago? Bringing her to your side is just a good time to ask her clearly, and you don't have to worry about looking for her all over the world anymore!"

Bao Siyin's words were like an ice blade, knocking a gap in his frozen heart.

Bo Siheng, carrying the tray, came to the door of Bo Yan's room. Although the door was ajar, he raised his hand and knocked.

"Enter."

"Let's eat."

Bo Siheng put the tray in front of Bo Yan with a gentle tone.

"Don't eat."

The arrogant little guy didn't even look at it, and continued to bury his head in his book.

"My tone was bad just now, I apologize to you, I won't do it next time!"

In order to please his son, Bo Siheng tried his best to endure all his life.

"Ah."

Bo Yan sent out a word from his nasal cavity, but his head was still buried in the thick book, perfunctory and undisguised.

President Bo has a bad temper. It is well known that his bad tone is not once or twice. It is a ghost if he can change it!

"..."

There's no way, I have to pamper my own apex, right?
Bao Siheng went over and sat down next to Bo Yan, and began to make friends.

"Is this book a good read?"

"good."

"Such obscure content, can you understand it?"

"Ah."

"If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me!"

"No."

"But you haven't turned the page for a long time, is it really okay?"

Bo Yan closed the book, stood up and changed positions.

Despite the careless movements, Bao Siheng still caught a glimpse of the little guy's ears turning red.

Bo Siheng clearly has a desire in his heart, but he is still unwilling to express it. Bao Siheng has a deep understanding of this awkward look.

Although he is unwilling to promise that Bo Yan is his copy, in fact, he knows in his heart that the reason why Bo Yan has become more and more reticent is not only genetic factors, but also the two of them are experiencing the same childhood.

When he was young, because of his family’s special circumstances, he was raised alone with Mr. Bo after three months of his birth. His parents could only come to see him on traditional holidays, especially his mother, who was not recognized by the family until he was six years old. It's just a few quick meetings.

The lack of father's love and the blankness of mother's love made the young Bo Siheng extremely insecure, and developed a withdrawn and surly personality.

Bo Siheng knew better than anyone how difficult such a childhood was, and it was precisely because of this that he was willing to give Bo Yan his utmost patience and tenderness.

But even so, he could still feel that Bo Yan's character was becoming more and more withdrawn.

What he can do is to spend as much of his limited private time as possible to accompany him and satisfy all his material requirements, but how can these replace maternal love?

"Words..."

It seems that a decision has been made.

"Have you missed your mother recently?"

Sure enough, upon hearing the word "Mom", Bo Yan instantly looked up, his eyes glowing.

But it was only for a moment, and then his eyes darkened, the little guy turned his head aside, and threw out a hard sentence in a cold voice.

"No!"

"Really do not have?"

Looking at the angry little guy, Bao Siheng suddenly wanted to tease him.

"Ok!"

Pretending to be chic, but lacking confidence.

That's it.

"if……"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Bao Siheng caught a glimpse of the little guy's attention suddenly, obviously very interested in his next topic.

"If I find you..."

In the hospital, Fang Jianning's appearance of being beaten to death and denying his identity flashed by, and Bao Siheng turned his words when he reached the tip of his mouth.

"...a nanny, what do you think?"

"not so good!"

Bo Yan looked disappointed, and began to bury his head in the book again, even a little sullen at being teased.

"Don't rush to refuse, this is not an ordinary nanny."