Bo Xiaomo put one hand in his pocket: "It's wrong for men to bully women. You should apologize to auntie."
There was a serious voice, as if he was condemning.
Bo Zhanye frowned.
Did he bully Lan Xixi?
From the afternoon on, he was either shut out by her, or he watched her flirting with Bo Xilang, and even became indifferent to him for no reason.
In the end, who bullied whom?
"Which of your eyes can see me bullying her?"
Lan Yaya: "I don't care about the left eye or the right eye. Mommy is the gentlest person in the world. She will not be angry with anyone or make trouble unreasonably. Whenever she is unhappy, it is your fault, Uncle Bo.
You are responsible."
Gentle? Are you sure you can use the word gentle to describe Lan Xixi?
Bo Xiaomo: "Yes, no matter what the reason is, no matter whose fault it is, it is the man's fault. Daddy, if you are not responsible, we will ignore you."
No matter whose fault it is, it’s all the man’s fault?
"Where did you hear that? Right or wrong, whoever is wrong is wrong, regardless of gender." Bo Zhanye corrected and instructed.
Bo Xiaomo snorted: "No, a man who talks about right and wrong with a woman doesn't have a girlfriend. If he wins, he will lose his girlfriend! I won't do that kind of stupid thing!"
Bo Zhanye: "..."
A little boy as young as 3 years old understands this truth?
He looked at Mo Nanxi in the corner and asked, how do you teach children?
Mo Nanxi looked innocent: "Master Jiu, all men understand the truth and don't need to be taught. But I think the young master is really easy to understand. Fortunately, he didn't inherit your genes from Master Jiu."
Bo Zhanye's eyes quickly sank: "Mo Nanxi, are you saying there is something wrong with my genes?"
"No, no!" Mo Nanxi was so frightened that her legs went weak and she quickly denied:
"That's not what I meant. It's just that young master Nuan Nan is smart. Master Jiu, there is absolutely nothing wrong with your genes."
Bo Zhanye glanced at him, said nothing more, and walked up the stairs coldly.
The trouser leg was suddenly pulled.
He turned his head, lowered his eyes, and saw two children, one of whom was pulling on one of his trouser legs, looking at him with serious eyes.
"Uncle Bo, you haven't figured out how to comfort my mommy yet?"
"Daddy, you have to apologize to aunt before you can sleep."
Bo Zhanye: "..."
Forget it about Lan Yaya.
This brat, with his elbows turned outward, is bullying his father?
"Let go. I will take care of it tomorrow morning." He ordered coldly, his breath scary.
The two children immediately let go.
Bo Zhanye walked straight upstairs.
Lan Yaya waited for him to leave, full of doubts: "Will your dad really handle it tomorrow morning?"
Bo Xiaomo touched his chin and said firmly: "According to my judgment, absolutely not."
Lan Yaya: "Ah? What should we do? Should we think of a way?"
Bo Xiaomo: "Well, as their caring little cotton-padded jackets, we have the obligation to help. Look at me!"
"Hey, Brother Mo, don't you disown your father?"
Bo Xiaomo looked embarrassed, and then said: "He let you and your aunt live in the villa instead of being with that woman. I forgive him in my heart."
Lan Yaya nodded: "Oh, so that's it."
"Yeah!" Bo Xiaomo said nothing and took Yaya upstairs.
He would never admit that he had so much fun today that he couldn't help but call him daddy and completely forgot about what he was angry about.
That would be very embarrassing.
Lan Xixi was very tired today. After taking a bath, she lay on the bed and soon fell asleep.
This sleep was very deep and sound, and I slept until early in the morning.
She stretched, washed herself, and went downstairs to prepare breakfast.
As soon as I got downstairs, I saw an incredible scene——