The little guy Tangtang's attitude towards Lu Yan was completely opposite to Jingjing's.
If we say that Jingjing met Lu Yan, he was as friendly as Winnie the Pooh met Honey.
Tangtang's attitude towards Lu Yan was that of a class enemy.
But this kid can also see how much Jingjing likes Lu Yan, so even if he doesn't like her a lot, he won't say anything in Jingjing's presence.
The best he can do is hide and avoid Lu Yan!
"Young Master Tangtang doesn't want to see Mr. Lu and is hiding in his room to play! Mr. Bo is accompanying him..."
"Uncle hasn't gone to the company yet?"
Raising his eyebrows, Bo Jinghan was a little surprised.
"Yes, Mr. Bo is feeling a little unwell today. He has postponed his schedule and rests at home."
Even the tough Bo Junchen sometimes feels uncomfortable?
After being stunned for half a second, Bo Jinghan chuckled and nodded to Aze.
"I understand. Azze, go and tell the old man. I will send Jingjing to Tangtang and then go to the flower room to find him."
After saying that, she pondered for half a second and then said: "Go to my room later. There is a document bag in the second drawer of the bedside table on the right. There are samples in the bag. Send them to me for identification!"
"yes."
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When sending Jingjing to the room, she and Bo Junchen bumped into each other.
Nodding and smiling, she placed Jingjing on the children's car parked in the center of the room.
Leaning over and brushing away the broken hair from Jingjing's forehead, she reached out to untie the blouse he was wearing, gently patted his rosy cheeks, and spoke with tenderness between her brows and eyes.
"Jingjing, grandpa Zeng has something to discuss with mommy. You are here to play with your brother. My uncle will also accompany you. Mommy, go and be back soon, okay?"
It seemed that after thinking for a moment, he nodded quietly and slowly, and agreed.
Bo Jinghan's eyes were much gentler than before.
"Good kids...all are mommy's good kids!"
With her eyes searching, she looked at Tangtang, who was dismantling a model airplane, and looked at his slightly pouted mouth. The tenderness at the corner of his mouth deepened.
"Brother Tangtang, take good care of your little brother!"
Hearing the sound, Tangtang was a little angry and raised her eyes to look at Bo Jinghan.
His cunning eyes were clear in black and white. He stared at Bo Jinghan's face and rolled his eyes slightly. As if he suddenly regained his vitality, he stood up and saluted Bo Jinghan gracefully.
"Mommy, Tangtang promises to complete the task!"
Tangtang's voice was milky, but her tone was powerful and sonorous.
He raised his voice and roared, his waist straight, he looked quite like a little warrior!
Bo Jinghan didn't say much. He smiled and rubbed Tangtang's head. He turned to look at Bo Junchen and nodded slightly: "Uncle... I heard that you are not feeling well?"
"It's nothing, I just want to spend time with Tangtang and Jingjing."
The calm voice was the same as before.
There is an obvious layer of pampering, but there is also a deeper meaning that no one can detect.
Their eyes met slightly.
Bo Jinghan opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he saw Tangtang lying next to the car, looking at Bo Junchen with cute and bright eyes, and spoke first: "Uncle, the grandpa of the bad uncle's family has a car.
Iron Man! Tangtang likes Iron Man..."
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On the other side, Mr. Lu was talking on the phone with his old friend Bo Feiyang.
Old Mrs. Lu stood aside, stretched her neck and leaned towards her, listening openly and openly.
"I said, Bo Feiyang, what on earth are you doing, you old boy!"
