Back home, Bo Qing changed the sleeping Dudu into his pajamas, put them on the bed, turned off the light and went out of Dudu's bedroom.

Jing Shuang stood at the door and waited until Bo Qing closed the door before saying, "boss, even if you withdraw the hot search, there are still photos and videos of the little boss on the Internet. If you want to buy them back, it should not be easy."

Thin tilted his eyebrows and frowned. After thinking about it, he said, "you don't have to buy it back. If this wave of heat passes, you'll be fine."

Jing Shuang felt relieved when he heard the speech.

Thinking of the photos I saw on the Internet just now, Jing Shuang looked at Bo Qing's eyes again, and wanted to talk and stop.

Thin tilted his head and looked at her, "what's the matter?"

"That... Boss, I feel a little familiar with the little boss's male god father. Although I just saw a back, it seems to be Mr. Xi." Jing Shuang spoke uncertainly.

Thin dumping didn't intend to hide from Jing Shuang, "it's Xi Jinyan."

Jing Shuang suddenly took a breath, widened his eyes, raised his hand and tightly covered his mouth, which didn't make him scream.

Bo Qing smiled at Jing Shuang's reaction and raised her eyebrows. "Now you know how surprised I was?"

"Really? This is too... Too incredible!" Jing Shuang was shocked and excited, and the whole person seemed to be excited.

Bo Qing smiled helplessly, "it's true. I really didn't expect it to come to this point."

"Boss, that's great. You can tell Mr. Xi the truth. Isn't it right that Mr. Xi likes the little boss so much? You're missing a problem, aren't you? But I don't think you're so happy?" Jing Shuang was puzzled.

Thin tilted his eyebrows and gently tied a knot. Where is it as simple as Jing Shuang said?

It's true that Xi Jinyan likes Dudu, but that doesn't mean he really wants Dudu to be his own daughter.

Moreover, even if Xi Jinyan knew that Dudu was his own daughter, he also wanted to recognize Dudu, but what about her?

Will Xi Jinyan forgive her?

The lie she told was not a "sorry" for "it doesn't matter".

Every time he thinks of these problems, Bo Qing's heart is in a mess.

"Boss?" Jing Shuang tilted his head and gently called Bo Qing, "are you still worried that Mr. Xi can't accept your gender?"

Bo Qing couldn't say more to Jing Shuang, so he nodded.

Jing Shuang sighed, "this is really a difficult problem. I can't help you with emotional problems."

With a faint smile, Bo Qing patted Jing Shuang on the shoulder, "go to bed, I'm sleepy."

"Well, good night, boss." Jing Shuang took another look at Bo Qing and returned to his room.

Bo went back to his room, washed and went to bed.

The next morning, at more than five o'clock, she called Xi Jinyan, "are you at home?"

Xi Jinyan's voice was faint and he couldn't hear any emotion. "I'm on the plane."

"So early? I was going to prepare breakfast for you." Bo Qing really didn't expect Xi Jinyan to leave so early.

Wait a minute, isn't he

"Xi Jinyan, are you angry with me? Because I didn't reply to your wechat last night? I fell asleep."

Xi Jinyan: "

Is he really so stingy?

"No."

Bo tilted his lips. "I don't think you should be angry with me because of such a small thing. Why did you leave so early? At least... At least after breakfast."