Bo Zhanye felt distressed and wiped the tears from his face: "A man doesn't shed tears lightly. Besides, it's not that daddy cares, it's your aunt who still likes that uncle.
They met, knew each other, fell in love, then misunderstood, separated, and met again. It is a beautiful story. At this time, it should be fulfilled and she should not be forced.
You also want your aunt to be happy. Little Baozi has a biological father who loves him, right?"
Bo Xiao Moya was silent, her face lowered, unwilling to accept this matter at all.
Bo Zhanye was afraid that he would get sick again, so he patiently enlightened:
"You also like Uncle Xiao and Uncle Sheng very much, but if you can only choose between your biological father and Uncle Xiao and Uncle Sheng, who would you choose?"
"Of course Daddy!" the little guy answered without hesitation.
Bo Zhanye's lips curled up slightly: "That's right. Little Baozi has the same idea as you. No matter how much she likes me, she hopes to live with her biological father. There is no substitute for the feeling that blood is thicker than water.
in addition......"
Having said this, he paused, and the corners of his lips became extremely stiff and bitter:
"Daddy is no more comfortable losing the person he loves than you are. As the only son who stays with daddy, you should stop worrying about daddy at this time and be obedient, okay?"
One sentence spoke directly to Bo Xiaomo's heart.
Yes, he only cared about feeling sad for himself, but in fact... Daddy lost his aunt, and he had to watch his aunt and Uncle Nan's happiness and love, which made his heart hurt more than anyone else!
At this time, he should accompany his father and comfort him.
He hugged him and buried his little head in his chest: "Daddy, don't worry, I will be obedient and I will always be by your side.
Let’s go to Country M. You will do business, I will do computers, and we, father and son, will work together to do something big!"
Bo Zhanye listened to his son's lovely and warm voice, and the corners of his mouth seemed to melt like ice and snow, blending exceptionally well.
No matter what time, his son can make his heart extremely soft.
He hugged him: "Okay."
Outside the door, looking at the father and son, Mo Nanxi's eyes immediately became wet.
He knew how lonely, closed, cold and arrogant Jiu Ye was in the past days. It was the appearance of Lan Xixi that warmed the Jiu Ye who never melted.
But now, with such a loss, Master Jiu not only has to accept himself and heal, but also comforts his son... and then the father and son hug each other for warmth, which is really pitiful.
It can be said that Lan Xixi is like a ray of light shining into a dark abyss. It is Jiu Ye's salvation and Jiu Ye's abyss.
Because there is nothing more painful than losing warmth and hope after receiving it.
He wished that Lord Jiu had never seen that warmth and sunshine.
This time I go to Country M, Master Jiu will probably be even colder...
On the same day, Mo Nanxi arranged the flight at 11 noon.
No one told anyone, no one was notified.
only......
Qin Qianluo insisted on participating in this project:
"Master Jiu, just take me there with you.
As for work, Mrs. Qin relied on you to get up, and now we should fight with you together. As for relationships, Auntie has no acquaintances there, and as a woman, I want to stay with her so that she can have a companion.
Besides, the contract we signed has not expired yet, Master Jiu, you have to take me with you at all times."
Be reasonable and well-founded, and take both hard and soft measures.
However, Bo Zhanye's eyes were extremely cold and he told coldly: