After coming to Yicheng, he didn't want to step into that home and face the gloomy past.
Because he was lost in thought, he didn't hear Bo Xiaomo call him.
"Daddy." Bo Xiaomo couldn't help but speak again and walked over: "Auntie, the news is fake, not..."
"Xiao Mo." A woman's voice interrupted.
Qin Qianluo walked in quickly, pulled Bo Zhanye over and took him out of the room to another room:
"Shh, your dad is in a bad mood right now, don't disturb him."
Bo Xiaomo didn't know that Qin Qianluo was planning everything behind her. She only knew that her father had been very good to her in the past few years, so she didn't think much about it and said bluntly:
"Daddy is unhappy because of Auntie's news. I already know the truth about Auntie's news. As long as I tell Daddy clearly, Daddy won't be sad anymore."
"Huh?" Qin Qianluo frowned and asked curiously: "The news truth? What news truth?"
Bo Xiaomo took out his mobile phone and played the recording:
‘Yaya, be good, the news is fake and that person is not Mommy. If you don’t believe it, you can ask Aunt Duo’er.”
'Your mommy was in the room last night and never went out.'
"Auntie, this was recorded when I talked to Yaya before. Look, there are chat messages here." Bo Xiaomo handed over the phone.
Qin Qianluo lowered his eyes and saw the dialogue between Bo Xiaomo and Lan Xixi.
This woman! On the surface, she said not to tell daddy, but in fact, how could a child have such good concentration? She clearly wanted the child to explain on her behalf!
No wonder, no wonder she suddenly figured it out and became so good?
Damn it! Scheming bitch! White Lotus!
No wonder Lan Jiao was no match for her and was played to death by her!
"Auntie, can you tell Daddy for me?" Bo Xiaomo asked simply.
Qin Qianluo retracted his thoughts, looked at the delicate and cute child in front of him, and raised the corner of his mouth:
"Silly boy, you are overthinking. How come your dad can't even tell the difference between right and wrong in this matter?
In fact, this is just a game. Someone wants to play tricks on your aunt behind your back. Your aunt is using Designer Nan’s fame to increase her popularity. Do you think the entire Internet is blessing her now? Do you like her?
Of course your dad also knows that what he is unhappy about now is another thing. He came to Yicheng to meet his mother, the real grandma you have never seen before. "
"Ah? Is that so?" Bo Xiaomo looked confused and didn't believe it.
Qin Qianluo said: "Yes, if your father didn't believe it, he would have gone to see your aunt a long time ago instead of coming to Yicheng, and your aunt wouldn't have said it was a test.
In short, don’t worry about this, let’s find a way to make your dad happy!”
Bo Xiaomo is really simple, and he is not wary of Qin Qianluo:
"Okay, thank you, auntie!"
"So good." Qin Qianluo touched Bo Xiaomo's head and told him about Bo Zhanye and his mother, while thinking of various ways.
Such actions established a good image in Bo Xiaomo's mind.
Little did he know that after he fell asleep, Qin Qianluo deleted the recording and chat history, walked out of the room, and went to find Bo Zhanye:
"I just coaxed Xiao Mo to sleep, you should go to bed early too.
If you really care about Lan Xixi and Nan Jingting's affairs, you can go find her. I don't care about this, as long as I keep a good impression in front of you."
However, Bo Zhanye put out his cigarette butt, stood up with a slender and dignified figure, turned around, as if covered with the coldness of the night, and said without emotion:
"No need."
When such a big thing happened, Lan Xixi didn't think about explaining it. Why should he humiliate himself and ask for an explanation?
She wasn't around when he needed her, so why should he force her?
He Bo Zhan Ye, it’s not that he can’t live without her, nor does he have to be with her!
"Go there early tomorrow morning."
Leaving behind the cold words, he walked to the bathroom. The breath around his body was as cold as ice, and it was frozen three feet away.