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Tang Meng's eyes fell on him. She watched helplessly as the man approached her. Then, Boye pulled off the bathrobe from his waist and abdomen, and his toned body from top to bottom was revealed to her eyes without reservation.
His sudden movement startled Tang Meng, and he didn¡¯t even have time to close his eyes. When he came to his senses, he could only pretend to be calm.
¡°Also, it¡¯s not like I haven¡¯t seen it before.
Boye¡¯s arms were pressed down and held upright on both sides of her face, and the pillows all sank.
Tang Meng looked at his face, her expression suppressed to prevent him from seeing anything unusual.
With a bend of his elbow, he closed the distance, like a scientific researcher, almost making a hole in her face.
This made Tang Meng uncomfortable, "What to do?"
"You are fat."
"If you are fat, you will be fat."
"But." He smiled, "It's extraordinary, not ugly, and more feminine. This is something you didn't have before."
Tang Meng frowned. Boye had never teased her like this before. He had always played the role of the big brother and treated her with great care. Maybe she was the only one who didn't find the relationship between the two boring.
She turned her face away, "I'm having confinement period."
"so what?"
"That kind of thing." She almost blurted out, "It's inconvenient."
Boye looked down at her for a moment, inexplicably amused.
"What are you thinking about?"
After saying that, the man turned over and slept on the other side. Tang Meng was speechless, her cheeks were burning, as if they were being burned. It seemed that she was indeed thinking a little too much.
The next day, the headlines of major newspapers and magazines shocked the press!
Long Qian brought the chicken soup upstairs. When she came down, she saw Bo Shen looking around for today's newspaper.
"Sissi." He has called his wife the same name for thirty years. "Did you see the newspaper the butler sent?"
Wearing a silk nightgown, Long Qian walked straight to the kitchen, "Nothing."
She deliberately avoided her eyes. After decades of marriage, no matter what Long Qian did, she could not hide it from Bo Shen's eyes. "Qian Qian, what are you doing putting away the newspaper? It's not like I don't know about the Wu family girl jumping off the building."
Long Qian only looked at the stew in the cup and said nothing.
Bo Shen walked in the door and said, "Take it out and let me see what the reporter wrote."
"It would be easier to handle if it was really about the incident of jumping off a building."
"What's the meaning?"
At this moment, the Tang family has been blocked.
A large number of reporters blocked the gate, peering through the white railings. Tang Zhicheng had trouble with his legs and feet, so Chen Guiyun massaged his thighs in the room without saying a word about what happened outside the door.
There was a lot of noise outside.
Xiaoxiao, who was playing in the hall, threw away the blocks in his hand, stood up staggeringly, raised his index finger, and pointed toward Shi Yimo out of the window.
The woman was sitting on the sofa looking at him, "What's wrong?"
Xiaoxiao pointed outside, hummed, and said in simple language what only he could understand.
Shi Yimo gestured, "Come here."
Xiaoxiao laughed instantly, bit his fingers and ran into her arms, unable to speak clearly, "Mom"
He hugged Shi Yimo's belly, put his little lips on it and licked it gently. His legs were jumping happily. Suddenly, his center of gravity was unsteady. Seeing that he was about to fall back, Shi Yimo closed his legs and held him tightly. Clamp.
Xiaoxiao was startled, and after regaining consciousness, her small lips flattened as if she were crying.
Shi Yimo pointed at him, and he immediately put away his emotions, turned sideways, and pointed his finger at the door again, "Hit! Hit!"
No matter how old a child is, he will inherit his father¡¯s temperament and be tempted to use violence at every turn.
Shi Yimo pulled him back and taught him patiently.
Tang He drove the car, but before he reached the gate, he was stopped ten meters away by a reporter, "Second Young Master Tang."
Under brown sunglasses, he glanced at everyone, his lips curled up in an arc, "Oh, so many beauties are greeting me."
A female reporter from a fashion weekly put the microphone into Tang He's white convertible, "Second Young Master, according to reliable sources, your sister Miss Tang Meng was unwilling to be abandoned by Mr. Boye, so she used her child to fight for love and broke up Boye. Regarding the marriage between Mr. Ye and Miss Wu, are you sure that the child is Mr. Boye¡¯s? Or is this just a way for Miss Tang to have a child?"
I bother!
Tang He cursed secretly in his heart, the look on his facenbsp; ¡°Isn¡¯t everything over?¡±
"Easy to say."
When Boye went downstairs, he happened to hear the two of them arguing. His slender fingers were buttoning the buttons on his shirt one by one, and he went down to the last step with his long legs, "Dad, I don't need you to worry about my affairs. "
"Aye!"
"Tingli is my child."
Bo Shen narrowed his eyes, "Are you so sure?"
Boye gave him a meaningful look, "When my mother gave birth to me, did you also do a paternity test?"
"How can these two things be the same?" Bo Shen's face was solemn and his tone was very bad, "Don't I still know whether you are my son or not?"
Boye smiled, "Dad, aren't you just slapping yourself in the face?"
"you¡ª¡ª"
"Okay, okay, let's stop arguing." Long Qian stepped in the middle to smooth things over. "You two, father and son, have very similar temperaments. You like to quarrel every time you meet. Why do you act like enemies?"
Bo Shen¡¯s face looked as ugly as possible.
This is also the reason why Boye doesn't like to go home. It's because he inherited Boye's temper. The father and son had many disagreements since they were young. They often argued with each other and refused to give in to anyone.
"Tingli is indeed Boye's."
A female voice came from the stairs, and three people turned their heads at the same time. Tang Meng, wearing a light blue dress, looked down the stairs with firm eyes, "The man in the photo is called Han Shen, and he is the one who has been pursuing me. My high school classmates, I went there that night because of my high school reunion. There were many people there, not just me, and nothing happened between us, and we only said three words in total."
"Mengmeng, why did you come out?" Long Qian looked at Bo Shen with an embarrassed expression, "Your father-in-law didn't mean that, don't take it to heart."
Tang Meng walked downstairs slowly, "If you are worried, wait until Tingli is discharged from the hospital and take her and Boye's hair for appraisal."
"We won't do it." Long Qian went over and held her hand and said, "Although we were separated by a glass window at the time, the first time I saw Tingli, I knew that she was indeed the grandson of our Bo family."
Tang Meng suppressed the expression in her eyes. From the time she gave birth to the child until now, she has not been able to sit properly during the confinement period. Sometimes she would secretly wipe her tears in private because she felt sorry for Tingli. The child was like a piece of flesh in her heart, and she was even more able to do so. I understand how Shi Yimo felt at the beginning.
Bo Shen didn¡¯t say a word. He stood up from the sofa and walked towards the door.
"dad!"
Tang Meng suddenly shouted, Bo Shen's steps stopped, Tang Meng stared at his stiff back, her voice gradually became choked, "I hope you can give me a chance to change my ways."
Bo Shen sighed, "I'm going to the hospital to see my grandson."
Looking at his figure walking out, Long Qian's face showed joy.
No matter how public opinion is arranged, the most important thing is that the family can trust each other and unite as one. In this way, no matter how big the storm is, they can't scatter them.
Outside the Sixth Ring Road, there is an underground casino.
Han Shen held a cigarette in his mouth, picked up the cards on the table, turned them over, and saw the man smashing the cards on the table fiercely, "What kind of luck!"
A man sat down next to him, "Brother Shen, are you afraid of getting into trouble when you sell your photos to reporters?"
"It's a big deal." Han Shen touched the cards again, his eyes narrowed slightly by the smoke, "My cousin is here to support you, what are you afraid of?"
"Didn't Mr. Tan go to Yunjiang City?"
"Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."
Han Shen put down the cards in his hand, pushed out the chips at his elbow, and said, "Add another two million."
The people around me stopped talking.
In Beijing, if Han Shen is not well-known, almost everyone knows about his cousin Tan Xiao. Such a superior bureaucratic status can really scare a few people to death!
However, Tan Xiao rarely shows up in the capital due to official duties. Recently, he has even focused on second-tier cities like Yunjiang City.
It is said that he did this entirely because of a woman.
Han Shen would not believe these rumors.
Who is Tan Xiao?
"Aloof, brooding, and arrogant, for him, women are a burden and a stumbling block. He has always looked down upon them. How could they have any influence on him?"
After losing several times in a row, Han Shen spit out the cigarette butts in his mouth with a ferocious look on his face, "Damn it, I still don't believe it!" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com