Faced with this problem again, Bo Zhanye couldn't refuse at all.
That’s all, if you have time to go there, it won’t take much time: “Which school?”
"Red, yellow and blue." Lan Yaya answered simply, smiling extremely happily.
Bo Xiaomo on the side: "???"
Daddy actually hugged this little bun and agreed to pick her up? Is there something ghostly going on in this neighborhood tonight? Did Daddy become a demon?
"Little brother, don't worry. I won't compete with you for your future daddy's love. I just want a little bit. I like you very much too." The girl's crisp voice sounded.
Bo Xiaomo raised his eyes and saw her lying on his father's shoulder, looking very soft and cute. He had the urge to give his love to her, let alone steal his father's love.
"You got candy on your head, why were you so careless?"
Lan Yaya picked it up, said oh, and threw it into the trash can. Then she opened her small schoolbag and took out two new ones:
"Little brother, one for me and one for you."
Bo Xiaomo didn't like sweets, but he didn't dislike what the little girl gave him, so he raised his hand and took it.
‘Ding dong ding~~’ At this moment, the children’s phone watch on Lan Yaya’s hand rang with an incoming call.
"Yeah, my godmother called me. I'm going home. My future daddy and little brother, I will miss you. You must come to the kindergarten to pick me up." Lan Yaya said, "Bah!"
, kissed Bo Zhanye on the face, then slid down from his arms and ran away with two steps.
Bo Zhanye: "..."
Was he taken advantage of by the little girl?
The corner of his mouth curled up helplessly, with a hint of endearment.
Bo Xiaomo looked at the direction Lan Yaya left with dark eyes. After getting in the car, he took out his mobile phone and entered various codes.
Soon, the information popped up.
Lan Yaya, female, 2 years old, registered place: S city, good at singing and dancing, lively and cute, single-parent family.
Bo Zhan saw Bo Xiaomo working on something with his head buried in the night. He understood that he was playing with the program and probably knew what he was checking. He reached out and took it: "Let me take a look."
On the screen of the mobile phone, it turned out to be information about a little girl.
Lan Yaya? So her name is Lan Yaya? This name...is inexplicably like Lan Xixi's style?
He suddenly narrowed his long eyes and finally understood where the familiar feeling just now came from. The little girl's eyes were very similar to Lan Xixi's, and her face and facial features were also similar. What was their relationship?
He continued to read the information, and the more he read, the darker his eyes became...
In front of the apartment.
When Jiang Duoer saw Lan Yaya running up, she breathed a sigh of relief: "You little princess, where did you go? You scared me to death."
Lan Yayatong's really pleasant voice replied: "I met my future daddy at the elevator door, and I felt a sense of presence."
Future daddy? Bo Zhanye?
Jiang Duo'er was surprised, and Lan Xixi, who heard the sound in the room, was even more shocked and ran out anxiously: "Did you meet him?"
Lan Yaya nodded happily: "Yes, I said hello to him and asked him to hug me. He said he likes me. Mommy, don't worry, I won't be a burden to your relationship in the future. You have to keep pursuing me."
Him! Chase him! Get him as soon as possible!"
Lan Xixi: "..." Doesn't this mean digging a hole for yourself? If she hadn't agreed with Yaya's statement at the beginning, Yaya wouldn't have gone to say hello and gain a sense of presence today.
What should I do if Bo Zhanye discovers Yaya’s identity...
Jiang Duo'er saw Lan Xixi's worry, helped Yaya back to the house, and whispered comfort: "Don't worry, have you forgotten that Yaya's information was fake?"
Uh! Right!
At first, she was worried that her sister and Bo Zhanye would find out and find out the truth, so she deliberately shortened Yaya's life by one year, and even listed it on her adoptive mother's eldest son's household registration book. Even if they knew about Lan Yaya, they would only think that she was their brother's daughter, and