Help!The cold enemy is the child's father

Chapter 179 Dad's Lockbox
Bo Yuxing squatted by the coffee table, holding a pen, drawing a picture seriously.

In the painting, there are two people.

One is his mother wearing a basketball uniform, with long flowing hair, jumping and shooting.

One is his father wearing a long white T, holding water in his hand, standing beside him, looking at his mother intently and quietly.

Bo Yuxing's painting skills are very good, the picture is very tense, and the colors are very bold.

Chi Sheng picked up the painting, his eyes fell on the man holding the water, and he looked at it carefully.

This person is the younger version of Bo Zhiyan.

He looked like a teenager, younger than now, a little more bookish.

At that time, he was a male theologian, gentle and refined, with the appearance of a good student and a good example.

But what Chi Sheng cared about the most was the clothes on him.

This white T-shirt is her prize, with her team number written on it.

It was also the one that Cong Xishi wore as pajamas a few days ago.

The style is quite ugly, but when worn on Bo Zhiyan, it seems to be high-end and clean.

Logically speaking, when Bo Zhiyan gave the clothes to Cong Xi in the early years, Yu Xing should have never seen this dress, let alone draw it accurately.

Now that Yu Xing has drawn it, it can only mean that he has seen it before, and the future Bo Zhiyan will also take it out and wear it!

Such details cannot be drawn by imagination.

"Mom..." the child called out in a very low voice.

"What's wrong with you?" The decibel returned to normal.

The child pulled Chi Sheng's sleeve and looked at her in bewilderment.

Bo Zhiyan's eyes turned to this side involuntarily.

Chi Sheng pinched the painting, without moving, and asked the child calmly: "Yu Xing, have you seen this dress?"

Like a chicken pecking at rice, Bo Yuxing nodded with certainty, "Of course I've seen it!"

"Your husband loves this dress! I've seen it eight hundred times!" He made eights with his small hands, and his tone was a little disgusted.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Chi Sheng almost choked.

Little bastard, just talk when you talk, call yourself husband.

Nonsense!

A suspicious blush flashed across her face, she picked up a towel and wiped her hair to ease the embarrassment.

When Bo Zhiyan heard that he was being cueed, the corners of his lips couldn't hold back a smile, and he walked here as if nothing had happened but in a good mood.

"What's wrong? What clothes?"

He deliberately stopped beside Chi Sheng, leaning his body to one side.

The two held the drawing paper in one hand and looked at it together.

The strong masculine breath and the nice cool woody fragrance after the rain instantly invaded Chi Sheng's safe range.

The sense of smell is awakened, and these smells are integrated into the blood between breaths.

Chi Sheng tilted his head and narrowed his eyes.

With a clear mind at the moment, she immediately noticed Bo Zhiyan's little movements.

She handed him the child's painting and asked him to stand aside and look at it.

Bo Zhiyan's face froze in embarrassment, because his acting skills were so good that others couldn't see it at all.

He looked down at the painting.

After Yu Xing said that he would help him just now, he took a brush and paper to work on the coffee table.

The man froze again.

As if being peeped into the deepest secret of his heart, he coughed uncomfortably, his eyes wandering.

"Don't mind the kid drawing blindly." He explained.

Bo Yuxing glared at him angrily.

Hmph, if it weren't for you being my own father, I would have ignored you a long time ago!
"I didn't draw it blindly. He just loves this dress. Mom, if you don't believe me, you can go to the safe in his bedroom. Oh, by the way, the password of the safe is..."

Before the child finished speaking, he was covered by a big palm.

"Hmmmm???"

Bo Zhiyan restrained the child with one hand, and covered his chattering little mouth with the other, smiling calmly and reluctantly.

It is probably the expression of every parent after Tong Yan Wuji exposes their little secret outside.

"These clothes are from what era. They have grown worms long ago. Yu Xing remembered wrongly." He said with an unnatural expression.

Chi Sheng didn't believe it.

Taking a deep look at Bo Zhiyan, this look is quite complicated.

"Uuuuuuu..."

The child was still struggling, and when he looked up and saw his father's cold and determined jawline, he was very confused.

He didn't quite understand why his father didn't let his mother know about it.

Shouldn't Mom be happy to know that Dad has treasured her things for years?

Once mom is happy, maybe she won't date Uncle Cheng Zui.

The child's world is very simple, so I can't figure it out.

Bo Zhiyan had many concerns.

For Chi Sheng, the three years in junior high school were the darkest moments in her life.

Even bringing him along has added a touch of disgust in her memory.

He didn't want to bring back those bad memories of her.

Chi Sheng looked at Bo Zhiyan quietly. After watching for a few seconds, he suddenly turned and walked upstairs, heading straight for Bo Zhiyan's bedroom.

In her future memories, it was in this bedroom that she found Yu Xing hiding in the closet.

If the picture is correct, the safe is near the closet.

Chi Sheng opened the cabinet and rummaged through it.

Yan San and Bo Zhichen rushed over when they heard the news, and were startled by the clothes all over the floor.

"Sister Sheng, what's wrong?" Bo Zhichen was startled.

Yan San was also flustered, "Miss Chi, please speak up if you have something to say. If you do this, Lord Yan will definitely not agree. Lord Yan is angry, so you and I will be in bad luck, don't you think so?"

Chi Sheng looked back and glanced at the two of them.

Yan San immediately fell silent, his back was soaked with cold, and then he gave up.

He felt that his position as the third child would most likely be lost.

Bo Zhichen didn't dare to touch Chi Sheng's bad head, shrunk his shoulders, and tried his best to be just a soy sauce party passing by.

Chi Sheng finally found the safe.

Looking at the combination lock on the box, she seemed to want to verify something, and raised her hand to enter the password.

【001120】

It's her birthday.

Last time, Bo Zhiyan took the lockbox from the black market and entered this string of numbers without any hesitation.

She poked the button one after another, the last "0", she pressed it a little slowly, her fingertips trembled slightly.

What she opened was not a safe, but Pandora's box.

She guessed right, what can she prove?
What will change?
Such a thought flashed by.

But her fingers were one step faster, and she pressed the last "0" to complete the input.

Chi Sheng's heart suddenly shrank.

As if being held in the palm of someone's hand, holding it hard, there were bursts of pain.

She tried to pull the handle of the safe, but she didn't pull it open with some strength.

This means the password is wrong.

Seeing this situation, Chi Sheng heaved a sigh of relief when his heart that had been gripped by others returned to freedom.

Yan San abducted Bo Zhichen, "Young Master Chen, what should we do?"

"Let's see." Bo Zhichen emphasized emphatically, "Watch."

The two of them had nothing to do with Chi Sheng, and Bo Zhiyan brought the child over.

Yan San stepped forward and said, "Master Yan, we can't stop Miss Chi. Her behavior is burglary!"

Murder, robbery, and robbery happened to rivals, and it was quite normal.

"Breaking and robbery?"

(End of this chapter)