Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

Seeing Xiaobao who was suddenly very serious, Fang Jianning suddenly faltered.

Some truths are still unspoken.

Even if it was in a joking way, when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them in the end.

Fang Jianning's face froze for a moment, and then hurriedly pulled away a bit of the stiff arc, smiled and patted Bo Yan's head pretending to be relaxed: "I'm just joking, silly boy, don't take it seriously!"

At that moment, Fang Jianning seemed to see a variety of intertwined emotions in Xiaobao's eyes.

He seemed to expect her to admit it, but he seemed to expect her to deny it. The two diametrically opposed emotions intertwined, and finally turned into calm and silence.

Seeing Bao Yan whose complexion returned to normal, Fang Jianning secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"You should have told the children the truth!"

In the coffee shop, Bao Siyin sat opposite Fang Jianning, with a look of regret.

She saw everything that happened in the garden in the afternoon. She almost thought that Fang Jianning would tell Bo Yan the truth directly, but at the last moment, she was scared.

"Now is not the time." Fang Jianning took a sip of coffee, pretending to be relaxed.

Rare leisure time, can not live up to.

"It can be seen that you have gotten along very well. If you tell Yanyan the truth now, maybe you can easily get his understanding."

"How is it possible!" Fang Jianning laughed dumbfounded. How could Bo Yan's hatred for her mother be offset by her short company of one or two months?That would underestimate that child.

"But it's not a solution to procrastinate like this, sister-in-law, have you ever thought that the longer the delay, it may not be a good thing for that child Bo Yan!"

Bao Siyin, who is very nervous, has gradually seen that Bo Yan's hatred for the identity of "mother" is growing. He has been a gloomy child since he was a child. Growth is not necessarily a good thing.

How could Fang Jianning not know?
But besides Bo Yan, she has other concerns.

"To be honest, when I agreed to work in Bo Zhai, I promised your elder brother that I would not tell Yanyan my real identity without his permission."

"What's the problem? I'll tell him!" Regarding this point, Bao Siyin was quite confident. After all, who wouldn't want their child to be well?

What's more, he is the heir of the Bo Group in the future. Will that make him look crooked?
"Si Yin, why don't you...or not?"

Thinking of Bao Siheng's sudden abnormal behavior these two days, Fang Jianning felt that Bao Siheng's prediction seemed a little too optimistic.

"What are you afraid of? It's me who said it and not you. What else can he do to me?" Bao Siyin raised his eyebrows, full of self-confidence and sense of mission, and knew nothing about the next thing.

Snapped--

The limited-edition ceramic cup in Bo Siheng's hand hit the corner of the wall directly, breaking it to pieces.

The frightened Bao Siyin stared blankly at the man opposite, with an unresponsive expression on his face.

I just came here to make an opinion, let my sister-in-law and Bo Yan recognize each other this morning, and help them both, so that the relationship of the family can get on the right track as soon as possible. As for getting so angry?

"Brother...Bo Siheng, you, you, you are crazy!"

Bo Siyin, who was kindly treated like a donkey's liver and lungs, and extremely aggrieved, also became angry, and his big eyes wanted to stare at Bao Siheng's stinky face a few holes.

Others are afraid of him because they are afraid of his status as the president of the Bo family. I grew up with him naked, so I am not afraid of him!

With a slap on the table, Bao Siyin yelled at Bao Siheng who was inexplicably angry: "What a bad temper! What can't be said properly? Why are you angry at me? I'm not Jiang Cong. Take your salary as you please!"

Bo Sihengteng got up from his seat, leaned forward, and glared at his own sister who challenged his authority: "Who told you to meddle in your own business?"

"Leave me alone!"

"Fang Jianning asked you to say that? Since it was her own thoughts, why didn't she come in person? Let you be the microphone?"

"You actually said that I was a microphone?" Bao Siyin's face turned green with anger, and his voice also raised his voice, trying to beat his own elder brother in a manner, "I just love to be a microphone, what's wrong? What do you have?" Dissatisfied? Look at your own stinky temper, a typical lack of parental love, do you think your son will be like you in the future, raising a stinky and cold stinky temper?"

How dare Bao Siyin say murderous people...

Fang Jianning, who was worried about hiding at the door and eavesdropping, broke out in cold sweat.

Sure enough, there was a burst of "crackling" sound, which directly showed how irritable the man with the absolute strength in the room was.

Bo Siheng wouldn't do anything to his own sister, right?
Thinking of this, Fang Jian calmed down and pushed open the door.

No matter what, Bao Siyin is out for her own affairs, so she can't be allowed to be bullied by Bao Siheng, it's morally unjustifiable.

Fang Jianning was dumbfounded by the scene that caught his eye.

Both brothers and sisters were wearing boxing gloves, Bo Siheng's suit jacket was thrown on the ground casually, his tie was drooping, and a beautiful bear line was faintly exposed under the open white shirt.Looking at Bao Siyin again, his casual suit was also ripped and crumpled, and he was bouncing around in a muay thai aiming pose.

This is... a fight?

Fang Jianning almost thought that he went to the wrong set.

Two adults, are you childish?

Fang Jianning couldn't believe it, he was stunned for a while before he dared to go in, moved in front of Bao Siyin, took her hand that was about to attack, and whispered: "You...Which one won?"

Bao Siyin glanced at the corner of his mouth, and pouted angrily at the person opposite. Fang Jianning met her gaze and looked over. Sure enough, the corner of his mouth was scarlet, and his handsome face was a little more embarrassed.

Taking a closer look at the two of them, Fang Jianning was sure that Bo Siheng was the only one who was injured, so he was relieved, took a look at Bao Siheng, and pulled Bao Siyin out of the study.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?" The red-eyed Bao Siyin was very reluctant: "It's not...it's not over yet!"

Looking at the messy study room, Bao Siheng tore off the leader and threw it on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and sat down on the sofa with his back.

The anger in my heart seemed to be released because of what happened to Bao Siyin, and it didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

It may be because he hasn't exercised for a long time, he suddenly felt a little tired, so he closed his eyes and planned to squint for a while.

In a daze, he suddenly felt a sharp pain from the wound on the corner of his mouth. Bao Siheng frowned and woke up.

"hiss……"

The cry of eating pain was uncontrollable.

"Sorry for hurting you!"

When a familiar voice came, Bao Siheng opened his eyes instantly, and Fang Jianning's apologetic face appeared in his sight.

"What are you doing?"

The anger that had just subsided in Bao Siheng's heart suddenly flared up again when he saw this woman.