After divorce, Mrs.Bo she shines brightly

He had felt that he really seemed a little poor. Now when Bai Xiaochen said so, he just felt more desolate for a time.

Lin Qin doesn't know what to say. The young master stabbed his father. He is really the first in the world.

The next moment.

Bai Xiaochen stood up and said, "Mommy, well, you have hot pot with Uncle Gong. I used to eat with pickled cabbage fish. He sent me to school today and picked me up. Although we don't welcome him to pick me up, I went to accompany him, even if I thank him!"

In fact, it's all lies. Bai Xiaochen's real purpose is

Bai Yiran: "you..."

Before he could say anything more, the little guy jumped off the table and went to Bo Siqing.

Bo Siqing looked at the boy coming. There was a trace of surprise and comfort in his cold eyes. Sure enough, his own son was his own. Even if he said more words against himself, he was still close to himself.

However

The smile on the corner of his cold mouth hasn't been raised in time.

Bai Xiaochen approached him and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "pickled cabbage fish, in order not to be there and disturb my mommy and uncle Gong's romantic dinner, I deliberately sacrificed myself to come with you! You picked up a cheap one and someone accompanied you. Are you particularly moved?"

Bo Siqing: "!"

Mr. Bo felt that he was not moved.

Some even want to hurt father and son.

This smelly boy, after a long time, came to accompany himself just to not disturb their romance?

Bai Yiran didn't hear them, but he could also see that Bai Xiaochen didn't know what to say. After he leaned over and said something, Bo Siqing's cold handsome face looked blue.

On the one hand, I didn't want my son to have dinner with Bo Siqing. On the other hand, I was worried that Bo Siqing would be bad for the child.

She hurried to get up.

Go and hold Bai Xiaochen.

However, at this time, Bai Xiaochen had looked at Bo Siqing, just like a little uncle, and said, "pickled cabbage fish, I want to eat mutton roll, you cook it for me!"

Bo Siqing was very angry with him.

But he didn't say anything. He took some mutton rolls and put them in a hot pot. He rinsed them quickly and fed them to Bai Xiaochen.

And asked coldly, "what else do you want to eat?"

Bai Xiaochen quickly gave Bo Siqing a piece of meat and said, "pickled cabbage fish, you can eat it too!"

Bai Yiran: "

Looking at the two of them, loving each other and eating hot pot, she began to doubt whether she should go up and interrupt them.

At this time, Bai Xiaochen also looked at Bai Yiran and said, "Mommy, you don't care about me. I'll eat hot pot with him and pay off the favor of picking up and seeing me off today. I don't owe him anything. I won't have to go back to you in the future!"

Bai Yiran: "... All right!"

Since Xiaochen said that he would stop communicating with Bo Siqing in the future, Bai Yiran thought it was acceptable.

Bo Siqing: "

Such a son on the stall must also be the punishment of God for his foolish behavior of mistaking Xia Simeng six years ago.

She went back to Gong Shaohan and sat down.

His eyes always look at his son from time to time. For fear that Bo Siqing treated his baby son badly, Gong Shaohan carefully mixed vegetables for Bai Yiran.

And thin Si Qing not only didn't treat Xiao Chen badly, but also had already eased his face before, and took special care of Xiao Chen to eat.

Cooking and sandwiching were all his own. He came in person and didn't let Xiao Chen intervene at all.

What Xiaochen wanted to eat, he also quickly caught it.

Bai Yiran looked at this scene. Although some strange emotions appeared in his heart, he was relieved in the end. He continued to eat with Gong Shaohan.

Lin Qin wanted to help cook again, but Bo Siqing also refused. He served his son personally. The cold handsome face was a little softer. Even if his son didn't face him anymore, he really looked forward to the opportunity to take care of the old woman's son six years ago.

Just

After serving Bai Xiaochen for nearly half an hour.

Mr. Bo's cold eyes also fell on the table not far away. Seeing Gong Shaohan and Bai Yiran, he talked and laughed happily, talking about domestic and foreign affairs. He was very uncomfortable.

This kind of wife wantonly gives him a green hat. He not only can't say anything, but also has to be on the side. A good husband and a good father take care of his son to eat and let his wife date other men wholeheartedly. What's the matter?

This made his handsome face feel cold again.

After being served by this man for a long time, Bai Xiaochen became a little friendly to Bo Siqing, looked at him and said, "pickled cabbage fish, why don't you eat it?"

Bo Siqing looked at him.

He couldn't help discussing with the child again and said, "why don't you call bo... Uncle?"

In fact, they should be called Dad. In fact, they should be a very happy family of three. In fact, the children should grow up around him, but everything was screwed up by him six years ago.

So much so that now even asking his son to call himself uncle needs to be discussed.

Bai Xiaochen said, "Why are you so opposed to this title? Don't you think it's more appropriate to call pickled fish for your temperament?"

Bo Siqing: "

He felt that the veins in his forehead began to jump again. The boy was afraid that he was his nemesis. He always had the ability to recite the past quickly with an easy word.

Lin Qin also covered his face silently.

What is your temperament, sir? It is recognized as a noble, abstinent, unattainable, arrogant and cold temperament. Why is there only pickled cabbage fish in the eyes of the young master?

Bo Si Qing said coldly, "I don't think so."

Bai Xiaochen: "why don't you feel appropriate? You are full of sour gas. When you eat with me and see my mommy and uncle Gong, you are still sour. I think you should know yourself clearly, so..."

Bo Siqing's temple jumped again and said coldly, "thank you for paying so much attention to me and seriously positioning me. But I don't need a nickname that fits my temperament."

He admitted that he was sour.

But he doesn't need that name, okay?

At this point, Bo Siqing said coldly, "or do you have anything you want or wish? If your uncle helps you achieve it, you can change your name."

He should have been satisfied with what his son wanted. Now he just let the bastard change his name.

Bai Xiaochen bit his chopsticks: "this..."

The little guy glanced at Bai Yiran and Gong Shaohan, waved to Bo Siqing, and whispered, "I really have a wish. I always want a sister. I hope mommy and uncle Gong can give me one. Can you put down your crazy thoughts about my mommy and help me set them up together?"