He was slightly stunned and could not recover for a moment.
Fu Xixi didn't hear his voice, couldn't guess what he was thinking, and didn't dare to guess.
Since he had this attitude, it was hard for her to speak again.
"I'm going back first, goodbye."
Watching her leave, Bo Zhanye still didn't react and looked a little dull:
"Mo Nanxi, she just talked to me? Did she say goodbye to me?"
Mo Nanxi: "Yes! Master Jiu, are you deaf?"
Bo Zhanye glanced over with a stern look: "Who said I'm deaf? I'm just not sure. I didn't expect her to change her attitude."
"What do you mean by her?"
Mo Nanxi: "..."
He asked him, how did he know?
But... "I feel that my wife is not as angry as before, and her attitude is much softer. Maybe she has passed her anger and is considering forgiving you?"
Is that so?
Will it be like this?
Bo Zhanye couldn't make up his mind.
Although Fu Xixi forgives him, he is willing to ask for her forgiveness and make up for his mistakes whenever she looses her grip.
However, he was afraid that she would only treat him with a normal attitude and greet him politely after seeing through him.
If he continues to bother and force himself at this time, it is nothing more than secondary harm and self-inflicted humiliation...
He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Come in with me and go see the child."
I'm afraid it's not as simple as taking care of the children, but you want to see your wife's attitude, right?
See through, don’t tell.
Mo Nanxi got out of the car respectfully and followed Bo Zhanye in.
When the two children heard that Bo Zhanye was coming, they ran out immediately. When they saw Bo Zhanye's slender figure, they cheered excitedly:
"Daddy!"
"Daddy, stand up!"
"Great! Daddy is standing up! Daddy is healthy!"
"Daddy hugs!"
Bo Zhanye smiled, squatted down, caught the child smoothly, and held one in each hand:
"Yes, Daddy is back to health. He can hold you in his arms in the future, and he can also let my little princess ride on his shoulders and take you to see the scenery."
"Woo~~ Yaya is so happy, so happy." Yaya hugged Bo Zhanye's neck and burst into tears.
Although I don't understand the awareness of disability at a young age, I love my self-esteem more than adults, and I hope that my daddy will be brave, tall, and a healthy hero.
Now that her father is healthy, she is really happy.
Bo Zhanye kissed her face: "Little crybaby, did you inherit it from your mother? She loves to cry so much?"
Yaya: "...I'm a girl, so it's normal to cry."
Bo Xiaomo: "Yes, my sister is the genetic mother. Recently, I often see my mother crying secretly alone at night. She must be thinking about daddy!"
"Daddy, can you coax Mommy and make peace with Mommy quickly?"
Cry at night?
Will she still cry?
"Who is crying? Xiao Mo, please stop talking nonsense!" Before Bo Zhanye could think clearly, Fu Xixi's voice of denial rang out.
She came over and explained: "Don't listen to the children's nonsense."
"Xiao Mo, go get the handmade gift you made for your daddy."
Bo Xiaomo said oh and had no choice but to get off Bo Zhanye.
Yaya also remembered her gift and said, "I also have a gift for daddy to celebrate his recovery. My brother and I will go get it together."
The two children ran away and the air became quiet.
Fu Xixi looked at Bo Zhanye and said, "Xiao Mo just wanted to win over us, so he deliberately said nonsense."
Bo Zhanye's eyes became dark and deep, and he took a step forward:
"Then do you think there is still hope for us to match up?"