The old man looked puzzled at Shangtang Qingge. His face was a little confused. He coughed softly, "I have an appointment with my three children. I'll take them out today."

Tang Qingge was silent for a long time. "Did you steal the child in another way?"

The old man's face turned red with anger. "What do you mean I steal children in another way? I just take them out to play. When they are finished, I will bring them back as they are! Not bad, OK!"

"But don't you just want them to do their homework and try to be heirs? Isn't it a waste of time to take them out now?"

Tang Tang looked pitifully at the old man.

With such clean and poor eyes, the old man couldn't bear to say, "they are so small. Let them study now and don't let them play. Their childhood will become imperfect."

Imperfect childhood, Bo Qichen, "..."

Bo Qichen came out, looked at the old man and the three children, and pursed his lips.

The old man snorted coldly, "why, are you afraid I will take them away?"

"No, you want to take it with you."

Bo Qichen did not stop it.

Tang Qingge frowns, but she won't interfere with the decision made by the big boss. The big boss has his reason for making any decision.

The old man was satisfied. Then he called Uncle seven to come. The two old men left with their three children.

Tang Qingge ran to Bo Qichen. "Boss, what's your purpose?"

Bo Qichen was cutting vegetables. Hearing the sound in his ear, he glanced at her.

"There is a purpose."

"For what purpose."

When the three children left, there were only two of them.

Maybe it seemed to her that this was just a small request, but it was precious to him.

Bo Qichen will never say how much he likes her.

He gave her a free hand and rubbed her head. "You'll know later. Go sit down first and have dinner later."

"Oh."

……

These days, Bo fengran can't find her son.

Qiao Nancheng didn't know what he was doing. He was homeless for three days. Once he didn't even go home for half a month. When he came back, Bo fengran saw a bloody man standing in front of him.

Qiao Nancheng's whole body was covered with blood, so he appeared in front of Bo fengran and scared her!

"I want to get what I want. I will prove to everyone that I am no worse than that person!"

Bo fengran was shocked. "Nancheng, what are you talking about?"

Joe Nancheng moved his mouth, and before he said anything, his eyes closed and he fainted.

That time, Bo fengran was scared. Qiao Nancheng burned for three days and three nights before he woke up. In those days, he kept talking nonsense. Bo fengran took care of Qiao Nancheng and cried several times.

She loved her son very much. Between power and her own son, she chose Jonan city.

"Wake up, Nancheng. As long as you wake up, mom will never force you to do anything again. I swear, I will never force you again."

It seems that Qiao Nan wakes up after hearing Bo fengran's voice.

"Mom."

His voice cracked.

Bo fengran quickly poured water for him. Qiao Nancheng sat up and drank water.

"How are you?"

"I'm fine."

His eyes were very calm. "Mom, you're not forcing me. I'm forcing myself."

He is forcing himself to wake up.

"Now I know how much I used to be. It's not her fault that she refused to forgive me. It's my fault. I originally had her heart, but five years ago, I lost it. Now I can't find it anymore. No matter where I go, I can't find it."