Bo Xiaomo's face froze, and he lowered his head and said nothing.
When Lan Jiao saw Bo Zhanye, she straightened up with difficulty:
"Zhan Ye, it's okay. It's because I'm busy with work and don't care enough about Xiao Mo, so Xiao Mo doesn't get close to me. Don't blame him, he's just a kid."
His words were extremely gentle, but his frown and stiff hands all expressed pain.
Bo Zhanye said seriously to Xiao Mo: "Apologise to your mother and go upstairs to reflect on your own for three hours.
Mo Nanxi, call Ziyu to come over."
"Yes, Master Jiu." Mo Nanxi quickly walked aside to make a call.
Bo Xiaomo stood there, looking at Bo Zhanye angry, lost, helpless, and hurt. After seeing the man's cold and serious face, he clenched his small hands and squeezed out words:
"sorry."
Then, turn around and go directly upstairs.
Bo Zhanye didn't know why, but his heart seemed to be stung by something sharp. He felt sorry for his son. Was it because his expression just now was too scary?
However, no matter what the reason is, it is wrong to attack his own mother.
He turned to look at Lan Jiao: "Properly deal with the relationship with him."
The voice was cold and it was an order.
The implication is that Xiao Mo also has her own responsibility for doing this.
Lan Jiao blamed herself and lowered her head: "Well, I will understand."
That night.
Lan Jiao moved into the villa on the pretext of getting along with Xiao Mo.
She sent a message to Lan Xixi: [I developed a relationship with Xiao Mo in the afternoon. Now we live together, you don’t have to worry about it anymore. If the recording is spread, you should know the consequences. ]
Lan Xixi, who received the message, was lying on the bed with Yaya at the moment. In addition to text, the text message also contained a photo, which Lan Jiao supervised Xiao Mo's study.
In the photo, Xiao Mo is reading quietly, looking cute and well-behaved.
It's good, I can scare Lan Jiao, so I don't have to worry about Xiao Mo for the time being.
Lan Xixi was about to turn off her mobile phone and go to sleep, when her eyes accidentally caught sight of the Lanjiao nightgown in the corner of the photo. It was a sexy and beautiful suspender style that had been hanging in the closet.
When she was playing her, she was forced to wear it, but it looked awkward on her...
Wearing Lanjiao, it must look beautiful...
Inexplicably, her mind couldn't help but have an image of Bo Zhanye's tall figure holding Lan Jiao under him, and she felt complicated.
Damn, what was she thinking?
They are husband and wife, and it is normal for them to do things as husband and wife. What does it have to do with her? What is her identity and why is she so uncomfortable thinking about it here?
She patted her face, closed her eyes, covered herself with the quilt, and fell asleep quickly.
The next morning, the weather was clear and the sun was shining brightly.
Lan Xixi got up early, cleaned up, and went to the canteen to buy breakfast. After taking care of Yaya to eat, she sent Yaya to the kindergarten.
The pink skirt she wore for Yaya, her hair tied into two cute braids, paired with Yaya's porcelain-like little face, and her eyes that were as dazzling as stars, she was so beautiful and cute, like a little girl
The princess has arrived.
As soon as Yaya appeared, all the children at the school gate instinctively exclaimed: "Wow! What a beautiful little girl!"
"I like her so much."
"Did she grow up eating cute things? She's so cute."
Yaya was very polite, raised her little hand, waved to everyone and said hello: "Hello."
Everyone was very excited and happily said "Hello" and "Hello" in an instant, and cheered.
But at this moment, there was a voice that was particularly outstanding.
"Buns."
Crisp and pleasant to listen to, and magnetically powerful.