Hearing this, his eyes opened slightly, and he suspected that Bo Qingyun had eyes on the back of his head.

His little hands reached his neck, tighter, and he only shook his head on his face: "I don't know."

"Is that?" Bo Qingyun's voice seemed casual and had a different meaning: "You are peers. It's normal to make friends with her. I can tell the truth, dad won't blame you."

Little Star lowered her eyebrows.

He knew that what was important was not whether he and the little sweetheart knew each other, but how they met.

He couldn't say the reason behind this, so he could only continue to hide it.

So he was silent for two seconds, and his voice was a little low, as if he was a little disappointed: "Seeing the sweetheart, I just thought of my sister. Dad, you once said that I have a sister, but she went to another world and couldn't grow up with me."

"Dad, how are she doing now? Will she be happy?"

The child's childish words, but his tone is serious.

Bo Qingyun stopped unexpectedly, and a corner hidden deep in her heart seemed to hurt.

His daughter.

If you are still there, you should be as cute and beautiful as the little sweetheart, and you are quirky, right?

Rarely, he was silent for a long time before answering Xiao Xingchen's question.

There are only a few short words: "I'll be happy."

Because of Xiao Xingchen's problem, the journey back was silent.

When he got home, Bo Qingjun sent Xiao Xingchen to the room.

Before washing up, Xiao Xingchen suddenly asked again: "Dad, what kind of woman is Mom?"

Bo Qingyun's eyes suddenly became dark.

He knew that Xiao Xingchen thought of his mother because he thought of his leaving sister.

But the existence of Xia Wanxing is an indescribable hatred for him and the entire Bo family!

His face almost instantly became cold, and he looked cold: "Dad doesn't want to hear you mention her again."

At the bathroom door, Xiao Xingchen's face turned pale.

From childhood to adulthood, the role of mother was just a vague concept in his mind, until he saw the little sweetheart's mother, whose vague image seemed to become more specific little by little.

But after all, that was not his mother, his mother, just a woman who made her father hate him so much that she didn't want to mention it.

Bo Qingyun paused when she saw her son's lost eyes.

He walked over and said as leniently as possible: "Not all children are the crystallization of parents' love. Dad loves you, but it was just an accident with your mother. For Dad, this is the biggest mistake he has made, so he is unwilling to mention it. Can the stars understand it?"

Xiao Xingchen looked at him quietly, his hands holding the bath towel tightened slightly, and he nodded slowly.

Mom is gone, dad is very nice to him, he doesn't want dad to be sad anymore.

Since my father doesn't want to mention it, he won't say it.

He smiled slightly and turned into the bathroom.

Bo Qingyun heard the sound of closing the door and the sound of water in the shower.

He turned around and went to the balcony outside the living room.

This night, the fireworks burned for a long time until late at night.

......

The little sweetheart suddenly stopped halfway because she suddenly realized a very serious problem.

They all live in the Imperial Garden. If they go back at the same time, wouldn’t it be exposed?

So her eyes rolled and she suddenly said she was hungry.

Xia Wanxin had to take her to find a restaurant.
Chapter completed!