After talking to Mr. Bo, Bo Jinghan felt that tens of thousands of his brain cells had been killed or injured.
The mood became extremely depressing, as if something was squeezing her heart.
call……
Taking a deep breath of the air outside the window, she leaned against the antique window lattice and looked at the green patch of green outside the window. She was silent for a long time. Her thoughts seemed to be in a mess, but she gradually let them go, allowing her brain to rest temporarily. But when
When she came back to her senses and her thoughts returned to her mind again, she felt that her head was buzzing and confused.
There is still some vague pain.
Just like the suffocation in her heart.
But no matter how uncomfortable or tired she was, she would not let her spirit collapse.
She won't give up, at least she won't give up until she has tried, failed, or reached that point!
Because she has someone to protect.
Because she has no relatives left to lose...
After gathering his thoughts, Bo Jinghan walked out of the room and bumped into Tangtang, who was sitting at the door and dismantling a brand new racing car model.
The little guy seemed to be enjoying the disassembly. He only looked up at her, smiled sweetly and called mommy, then continued to disassemble the model in his hands. Jingjing, on the other hand, was holding a stone and sitting on Mo Ji's bed.
Next to me, I looked at it carefully, as if I was attracted by the stone.
Walking in quickly, when Bo Jinghan saw the "stone" quietly placed on his lap and hugged firmly, his eyebrows trembled, and a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes. He turned his eyes and met Mo Ji's interest.
Full of, even a bit expectant, wolf-like gaze.
Yes, she read it right.
The look in Mo Ji's eyes at this moment looked very much like a wolf!
"you……"
His eyes flashed slightly, Bo Jinghan calmed down, sat down next to Jingjing with a smile, patted Jingjing's back gently, and said softly: "Jingjing, what are you looking at?"
Watching quietly, he was extremely focused and fascinated.
Bo Jinghan observed carefully and was shocked to find that the little guy, who had always had empty eyes, actually showed an indescribable look when he stared at the "stone" in his hand.
"Beautiful...Mommy, beautiful!"
Pointing to the "stone", he quietly raised his head and looked at Bo Jinghan, and then his eyes were attracted by that thing again.
Bo Jinghan understood immediately that the little guy was saying that the "stone" was beautiful, not her. But this "stone", in the eyes of knowledgeable people, may be beautiful. And what is beautiful is its internal value.
Just looking at the appearance, she didn't think there was anything beautiful about it.
Bo Jinghan didn't understand why, and the more he saw his son's focused look, the more uncomfortable he felt.
I always feel that what the little guy said is a bit strange.
She couldn't figure it out, so she looked at Mo Ji, but before she could speak, she saw him licking his lips, taking another piece that was smaller than the one on Jingjing's lap, and handed it to him, "Jingjing, look at this piece again."
, see what’s the difference between them?”
Hearing this, before Jingjing reached out to take it, Bo Jinghan stopped him.
"What are you doing!"
"It's nothing. I saw Jingjing closing her eyes and wanted to give him a gift. Don't be so nervous. You're just about to break a stone."
With a faint smile, Mo Ji handed the black stone in his hand, which was shaped like a duck egg and had a smooth appearance, to Jingjing.
Bo Jinghan's expression changed instantly.
Without waiting for Jing Jing to accept it, she directly pushed Mo Ji's hand away, looked at him deeply, then raised the corner of her mouth and said in a leisurely joke: "How can the 'stone' you like be ordinary?
Isn’t it because there is no suitable heir that I want to attract my son’s attention?”
