Daddy, Here Is Mommy

On his left was a steaming cup of coffee.

Bang bang bang.

There is a knock at the door.

"Come in."

Bo Yuheng picked up his coffee cup and sipped it gently.

Bitter and astringent, thick and smooth.

The most famous ace coffee in Pear city.

It's not his favorite, but someone

"King..."

Fu Qinglun, the first confidential secretary of Bo Yuheng, pushed the door and walked in.

"What's the matter?"

Bo Yuheng did not look up, his eyes still fell on the yellow pages.

"Wang Shang, the news comes from Yunjing that miss Ango is in hospital..."

Fu Qinglun nodded slightly and said respectfully.

"Did you drop the baby?"

Bo Yuheng's cold face did not show a trace of heartache, but asked mercilessly.

"Only one was dropped."

Fu Qinglun's head dropped lower.

"Then try to get rid of that one."

Bo Yuheng made a heavy meal on his coffee cup, and the coffee that had not been drunk spilled out. The ancient books were splashed with brown.

"King, would it be too cruel to miss Angela..."

Fu Qinglun lowered his head and did not dare to look at Bo Yuheng.

"I did it for her good."

Bo Yuheng finally raised his head, and the cold light under his eyes was appalling.

"King..."

"If we don't get rid of it now, will we have to wait until we are born?"

Bo Yuheng raised the volume and angrily scolded.

"Yes, I'll do it right away..."

Seeing that he was already angry, Fu Qinglun did not dare to say anything more.

"King, there is news from Huadao that his Highness has been found..."

"The land is far away?"

Bo Yuheng asked in a sharp voice.

His facial features are extremely cold, and his facial lines are as cold as a knife. It seems that the person he cares about is not Nan Huaijin, but Lu Yiyao.

"I haven't found out yet..."

"Then you don't send for it. Remember, live to see people, death to see the body. "

Bo Yuheng glared at Fu Qinglun coldly, and the cold light at the corner of his eyes made people feel extremely palpitating.

He is merciless and cold-blooded.

"Yes."

Fu Qinglun bowed his head, and his heart turned pale.

Flower island is surrounded by sea water.

With such a strong explosion, Lu Yi was standing so close that I was afraid that there was no body left. Even if the situation is better like Nan Huaijin, she has been swept away by the waves.

It's been such a long time since the "accident" happened, but it has not been found yet. The probability of survival is only negative.

But Bo Yuheng's orders, he dare not refute, also dare not say anything more.

He did this to his own daughter, not to mention others.

Of course, this biological daughter is an illegitimate daughter Lin Ango, not the eldest princess Bo Wanzhou under his knees. He was very kind to the long princess. She is even more beloved than her highness Bo Yunfei.

Fu Qinglun kept lowering his head and retreated to the door. As soon as I looked up, I saw that Yuwen Nansheng came over with Yuwen Qingge.

"Princess, miss Qingge..."

"Fu MI, are you being criticized again?"

Yuwen Nansheng has not spoken yet, but Yuwen Qingge is the first.

"Singing is not unreasonable."

Yu Wen Nan Sheng murmured and reprimanded.

"Auntie, I'm just joking with Fu mi..."

Yuwen Qingge winks at Yuwen Nansheng, playful way.

"You..."

Yuwen Nansheng dotes on her, with a soft smile in the corner of his mouth.

"Princess, I'll be busy first."

Fu Qinglun was anxious to deal with the two "thorny" things assigned by Bo Yuheng, so he had no time to continue talking with them.

"Go ahead."

Yuwen Nansheng warm voice channel.

Fu Qinglun walked away.

"Auntie, every time I see Secretary Fu, he looks so worried. Is it really tiring to work with my uncle? "

Yuwen Qingge just came of age, still in college, in the ivory tower, where can she experience the pressure of work?

"It's not just him. Your uncle is more tired."

"But my uncle is not..."

Yuwen Nansheng patted the back of her hand.

"OK, let's go..."

"Auntie, I'd better go to my cousin."

Yuwen Qingge suddenly played the retreat drum. Bo Yuheng has always been dignified and serious. Except for Bo Wanzhou, he seldom smiles at others.

Seeing Fu Qinglun with a sad face, she thought that Bo Yuheng must be in a bad mood at the moment. In the past, we are not asking for nothing.

"You're here, kid. Let's go..."Yuwen Nansheng finally seizes this opportunity, where can easily let her go.

"Auntie, you can go and tell my uncle about it. I don't want to..."

Yuwen Qingge suddenly blushed and took Yuwen Nansheng's arm and begged softly.

"Silly child, what if your uncle doesn't believe it?"

"No, how could my uncle not believe you?"

Yu Wen Qingge tooted his mouth and began to play Jiao.

"Aunt..."

"Let's go."

She walked slowly towards the south of her room.

"Oh, aunt..."

Yuwen Qingge hummed all the way to the door of the study.

Kowtow, kowtow.

Yuwen Nansheng taps on the door, then opens his mouth and calls softly.

"Yuheng..."

"Come in."

Is drinking coffee, looking at the ancient book of Bo Yuheng frowned, cold should a.

"Aunt..."

Yuwen Qingge grabs Yuwen Nansheng's arm. His cheek is flushed and his eyes are filled with fear.

"Don't be afraid. After you go in, you just stand up and have an aunt..."

Yu Wen Nan Sheng comforts the way.

"But..."

At the moment, Yuwen Qingge has not come over that desperate mood, she just want to escape here as soon as possible.

"Go, go in..."

Yuwen Nansheng opened the door of the study.

"Gu..."

Yuwen Qingge was dragged in by Yuwen Nansheng.

"Yuheng..."

Yu Wen Nan Sheng walks in and calls Bo Yuheng gently.

"Well."

Bo Yuheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at her. Evil eyes swept over, Yuwen Qingge scared to hide behind Yuwen Nansheng.

"Ge'er..."

Yu Wen Nan Sheng slightly turned his head and called her in a low voice.

"Call someone quickly..."

"Uncle..."

Yu Wen Qingge had a hard head and called Bo Yuheng in a low voice.

"Song Er, speak louder..."

Yu Wen Nan Sheng sees her so not outstanding, quickly reminded her again.

"Uncle..."

Yuwen Qingge came out from behind Yuwen Nansheng, and its volume increased a lot.

"You? What's the matter? "

Bo Yuheng's face was slightly impatient. After sweeping them, he dropped his eyes and continued to look at the ancient books. The attitude is distant and indifferent.

"Yuheng, we come here to ask you to help..."

"Aunt..."

Yuwen Nansheng has not finished, Yuwen Qingge pulled her clothes, whispered.

"Yuheng, do you think you scared her?"

Yuwen Nansheng picks eyebrows and pulls Yuwen Qingge to sit on the reception chair beside the desk.

"Isn't this little girl very brave at ordinary times?"

Bo Yuheng took a sip of coffee and said coldly.

"You are just too serious. When the kids see you, who doesn't? Except for our late boat... "