Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

In a strange room.

Fang Jianning was forced to sit down on a chair, with a strong man in black standing on each side, and on the opposite sofa, a man was sitting casually, holding a glass of red wine with one arm on the sofa, and the other Put it on your lap and watch her quietly.

Fang Jianning was very annoyed at being treated like a prisoner. He stood up stubbornly, but was grabbed by the shoulders of the men on both sides, pressed him on the chair, got up again, and was pushed down again.

After repeating it many times, Fang Jianning could only give up, and reluctantly sat down, staring at the person on the sofa with a black face.

"President Bo, are you going too far?"

"Don't answer the phone, don't reply to the message, only in this way can I talk to you, isn't it?"

Bao Siheng shook the red wine glass in his hand, looking a little careless.Originally, he also tried to use a gentle method, but it seemed that only this method was more suitable.

"Tell me, what do you want to talk about!"

"Follow me back to the Bo mansion."

"reject!"

His eyes flickered and his face became a little colder. Bao Siheng put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at Fang Jianning coldly.

"How do you want to go back?"

"I also have my own things to do, and I have two children to take care of at home!"

When mentioning the child, Bo Siheng's expression became even uglier. He leaned forward and looked at her deeply, "Don't forget, Bo Yan is also your child!"

"Then I can't treat one more favorably than another, can I?" Fang Jianning was also very helpless: "The palms and backs of my hands are full of flesh. In the past few months, I have spent most of my time with Yanyan. Both children feel that they have been neglected and they are sad. unless……"

Seeing that the other party hesitated to speak, Bo Siheng asked, "Unless what?"

"Unless Mr. Bo thinks about returning the words to me?"

"Don't even think about it!"

With a burst of rage, the man clenched his fists instantly, Fang Jianning shrank back, and muttered in a low voice: "Just kidding, as for being so excited..."

The man didn't speak anymore, the room suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little delicate. Fang Jianning licked his lips, and couldn't say anything else, so he could only sit and wait for the man's next move.

It took a long time before Bao Siheng spoke.

"Yanyan has already become dependent on you, and these days he loses his temper at home and skips meals, so I hope you can seriously consider going back to Bo's house next time."

"You... count it as a request to me?" Fang Jianning tilted her head.

The man's calm face turned ugly again, but after taking a deep look at Fang Jianning, he still resisted the attack and answered her in a low voice.

"If you must think so, it's not impossible."

"Cut, no sincerity, quit!"

You obviously want me to help you?Just couldn't understand someone's aloof appearance, Fang Jianing raised his chin, extremely uncooperative.

"you……"

The armrest of the sofa had been pinched and deformed, but when he thought of his son who couldn't handle it at home, Bao Siheng still forcibly suppressed the anger that went straight to his forehead, stared at the other person, paused every word, and gritted his teeth.

"Fang Jianning, please!"

Noticing the dangerous aura in the other party's eyes, Fang Jianning hurriedly accepted it: "Okay, for the sake of words, I will reluctantly agree to you! Then... nothing else, I will go first go home?"

Just as Fang Jianning stood up, two big hands pressed down on her shoulders again, but this time, Bao Siheng waved at the two of them, and they let go again.

Blinking at them arrogantly, Fang Jianning walked out with her head held high.

What is going on with this damned woman getting more and more arrogant?

Watching the woman's back go away, Bao Siheng kicked over the chair, and was able to vent his suppressed anger.

The next day.

After sending Dabao and Erbao to the kindergarten, Fang Jianning reluctantly returned to Bo's house.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Bao Siheng holding a rice bowl, trying his best to coax Bo Yan into eating. How could he look like a domineering president?Looking at Bao Yan again, his mouth was tightly shut, and he turned his face away awkwardly, extremely arrogant.

However, seeing Bao Yan who had indeed lost weight, Fang Jianning's heart ached, and all the reluctance was wiped away. He went over and patted Bao Siheng on the shoulder: "Let me do it!"

Bao Siheng was slightly surprised by Fang Jianning's arrival as promised. He took a deep look at her and handed her the rice bowl.

At the same time, upon hearing Fang Jianning's voice, Bo Yan turned around instantly, and met a smiling face, the little guy's eyes lit up, "You're here!"

"Yes, I heard that the young master refuses to eat when I'm not around. Why, does the young master like me so much? It's to the point where I don't think about food or tea?"

"No!"

The little guy turned his head and looked arrogant.

"Then I won't believe it until I see the young master eating obediently!"

In the next second, the job in Fang Jianning's hand has been taken away.

The way Bo Yan held the rice bowl and gulped the food into his mouth made Bo Siheng very depressed. What he couldn't solve with all his efforts, was settled by Fang Jianning in a few words?

But obviously he was the father who brought him up with shit and urine!
Jealousy crept into his brows quietly, and Bao Siheng glared at someone coldly: "You are really capable!"

"Then I'll go?"

Hearing this, the little guy stopped chopping the rice immediately, with a mouthful of rice in his mouth, he yelled at Fang Jianing indistinctly: "Don't leave!"

Fang Jianning raised his eyebrows at someone.

"Humph!"

Someone snorted coldly and walked away.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Bo Yan seemed extremely excited, pestering Fang Jianning all day, as if afraid that she would leave, until Fang Jianing was exhausted at night, but the little guy still didn't intend to go to sleep, Fang Jianing was very helpless.

"Yanyan, stop playing, it's time to sleep!"

But the little guy continued to throw the toy to her as if he didn't hear it, so she had to throw the toy back to the other party according to the rules of the game.

"Aha..."

Fang Jianning yawned greatly, and used practical actions to prove to the other party that he was indeed exhausted, and begged to let him go.

Sure enough, the little guy glanced at her, stopped what he was doing, and stood up from the carpet.

Just when Fang Jianing thought that he was finally relieved and could go back to sleep, he saw the little guy walking straight to his bed, lifted the quilt she had made for him, and solemnly patted her shoot.

"Come and sleep!"

"……what?"

"Come here, sleep!"

It wasn't until the little guy repeated it again that Fang Jianning came to his senses and asked tentatively, "You mean...do you want me to stay and sleep with you?"

"Ah."

With a low reply, the little guy immediately turned his head to the side and lifted his chin slightly, as if keeping her was his gift to her!