When Lan Xixi heard the footsteps, she raised her eyes and looked at the noble and godlike man. She felt angry and her eyes were cold.
She picked up her daughter and stood up:
"Uncle Jiu, I'm sorry that Yaya disturbed you. I will not let Yaya come to your house without permission in the future, and I will also teach Yaya not to get close to you."
After saying that, she turned and left.
"Hey, Auntie, Auntie..." Xiao Mo chased after them, trying to keep the two of them behind.
Lan Xixi looked at him and said in a soft voice: "Xiao Mo, be good, Auntie and Yaya are living at your brother Xilang's house now. If you miss us, you can come and play with us at any time. You are welcome."
There is a world of difference in the tone towards Xiao Mo.
Bo Zhanye stood there, staring at the woman's leaving figure, his face as frosty as ice.
Did she figure out what was going on? He didn't even have a chance to speak, so she sentenced him to death?
Yes, she only cares about Bo Xilang now, so why does she care about what he thinks? Why is she angry?
With a cold face, he turned around and went back to the house.
Bo Xiaomo followed in, crossing his arms and looking angry:
"Hmph! What kind of man is a thirty-year-old man who is seven feet tall and can be cruel to a two-year-old girl?
When you go out from now on, don't say you are my daddy, it will be embarrassing."
Bo Zhanye's mouth muscles twitched: "..."
It’s okay for Little Baozi to add fuel to the fire and smear him. His own son actually has this attitude after seeing it with his own eyes?
"Are you Xinbo or Xinlan? Do you want to live with her?"
"Okay! You are still mean to me. I will go next to Auntie and Little Baozi instead of you." Bo Xiaomo said, walked into the room, took a few clothes, and rushed out.
Bo Zhanye never expected that his son would really leave. His face turned livid with anger and he stood up: "Stop!"
"You brat! I'm ordering you!"
However...
How could Bo Xiaomo care about him?
Ran away...
Bo Zhan felt a sudden pain in his heart and mouth.
One day, he will be mad at his son with his elbows turned outward.
...
"Auntie, wait for me, wait for me~~" A small voice like a bell sounded.
As soon as Lan Xixi walked to the door, she turned around and saw the little Bo Xiaomo running over with a pile of clothes. She frowned in surprise:
"Xiao Mo, what are you doing?"
Bo Xiaomo said: "Daddy is cruel to me and told me to get out. He is so inhuman. I don't want to live with him. I want to live with you."
What?
He actually asked his son to get lost?
Lan Xixi pursed her lips and simply didn't know what words to use to describe Bo Zhanye.
She would like to take Xiao Mo in, but now this is Bo Xilang's home, and she can't make the decision:
"Xiao Mo, how about you find mommy or grandpa? It's not easy for aunt to make a decision and let you move in."
"It's okay, I will tell my brother!" Bo Xiaomo ran into the house without waiting for Lan Xixi to speak.
After searching around, I saw Lan Xixi's luggage in a certain room and asked:
"Auntie, do you want to stay in this room? The three of us will stay together."
Lan Xixi nodded stiffly: "Okay."
Her face was not relaxed.
Because living with Bo Xiaomo is not that simple.
Firstly, Xiao Mo is Bo Zhanye's son no matter what, so he must have some contact with her, which she doesn't want to do. Secondly, if Lan Jiao knew about it, she would definitely say that she tried every means to take advantage of her child, which is hard to tell.
"Why this expression?" A man's voice came from beside him.
Lan Xixi turned around and realized that Bo Xilang was back. She put down Yaya and asked Yaya to play with Xiao Mo, and then said to Bo Xilang:
"Xiao Mo and his daddy are having a relationship and want to live together here."
Hearing this, Bo Xilang narrowed his eyes slightly.
Xiao Mo wants to live here?
As far as he knew, Xiao Mo couldn't sleep without Uncle Jiu. He came over...