After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Xiao Xiangsi and Qiao Yu played coquettishly for a while.

In the video, Yan Chen took the initiative to say hello to little Xiangsi: "Xiangsi, hello."

"Hello Uncle Yan. Mom, are you at work?"

Qiao Yu nodded and said, "Well, mom just arrived at the new company today. Uncle Yan took me to familiarize myself with the company environment. Xiangsi, mom hangs up first and I'll call you in the evening, okay?"

"Okay! Mom, I'll be waiting for you!"

When her mother called in the evening, she went to ask her father if he wanted to say a few words to her mother.

"Okay, I'll call you around eight o'clock."

After hanging up the video.

Little Xiangsi ran to the study next to her.

Bo Hanshi was sitting in the study working, and Xiao Xiangsi unscrewed the doorknob, secretly opened the door a crack and stood outside.

Bo Hanshi heard the movement and didn't look at her, "What are you doing hiding there?"

She pursed her lips and said, "I'm not sneaky."

"That's just a sneaky dog."

"..."

Little Xiangsi stood there, wanting to speak but stopping.

Bo Hanshi said: "Come in and talk."

She walked in slowly and looked at Bo Hanshi's face, "Dad, I told you, don't be angry."

"what's up?"

"Promise me first not to be angry, I just want to remind you!"

Look at her grinding her teeth.

Bao Hanshi's eyes darkened slightly, "If you don't say anything, just go back and do your homework."

"Then I said it! You can't be angry, okay?"

The little guy raised his head and begged again and again.

Bo Hanshi was so frustrated that he finally responded calmly, "If you don't say anything, I don't want to hear it anymore."

"...I just made a video call to my mother."

Hearing that it was related to Qiao Yu, Bo Han paused while turning over the contract.

But soon, it returned to normal and everything seemed fine.

"Well, then what?"

Little Xiangsi stared at him and said weakly: "Then...Uncle Yan is here too, and Uncle Yan is with his mother."

Uncle Yan must be referring to Yan Chen.

When Qiao Yu returns to Nancheng, she will inevitably come into contact with Yan Chen. In fact, this is not surprising.

As expected.

But Bo Hanshi's eyes still turned cold.

Little Xiangsi stood by the desk and suggested, "Dad, should we go to Nancheng to find mom?"

"You haven't had a holiday yet. Why are you going to Nancheng?"

The little guy pursed his lips and whispered: "...You can ask for leave."

"At a young age, I like to skip classes. I learned this bad habit from someone."

"..."

The little guy was unhappy, "Then if Uncle Yan snatches mom away, dad, won't you be anxious?"

"Your mother and I have broken up peacefully. She is free to decide who she wants to be with."

"Dad, are you sure?"

If dad is not anxious, she is not anxious either.

"Don't worry about adult matters and do your homework."

Little Xiangsi stared at him eagerly, stood there in ink for a while, and did not leave, "Dad, if mom and Uncle Yan are together, I will have an extra stepdad to pamper me. I can see that Uncle Yan is a good man. .”

"..." Bo Han smiled angrily, "How do you know he is a good person?"

"Sixth sense. And mom's taste is not bad. Uncle Xie is also a good person, but mom doesn't like Uncle Xie, but I'm not sure if mom will like Uncle Yan."

Little Xiangsi told the truth.

He gritted his teeth and rejected it directly: "Your sixth sense is not accurate."

Yan Chen is just a green tea man.

In front of Qiao Yu, he pretended to be a gentleman and generous.

But men know men best.

The way Yan Chen looked at Qiao Yu was never innocent.

He was just afraid of being rejected, so he used his status as a sworn brother to cling to Qiao Yu like candy.

Little Xiangsi wrung her little hands together, hesitated, and complained in a low voice: "But Uncle Yan will not drive mom away."

"..."

"Dad, think about it for yourself!"

In fact, she is still on her father's side, but her father is so incompetent!

The little guy walked to the door and Bao Hanshi stopped her.

"You just said you could accept your stepfather?"

Little Xiangsi nodded her chin, "As long as you're good to mom, she likes you, and you're good to me, I can accept it, but don't worry, dad, I won't leave you. Mom will continue to love me, and I will love you. "

...So, he still wants to thank her for never leaving him, his biological father?

"Go out."

"Oh, dad, please think about what I said again! I still think you and mom are more suitable!"

"..."

Little Xiangsi can accept her stepfather.

But what about when it’s cold?

He seemed unable to accept that little Xiangsi would have a stepfather.

Just thinking about it in his mind, Qiao Yu seemed to feel uncomfortable with a man other than him standing next to him.

The contract in hand, the words on it, gradually blurred.

Absent-mindedness is awesome.

I adjusted my mood several times, but it was still difficult to continue working.

The manic depression all over my body is difficult to suppress.

He raised his hand and smashed the folder in his hand against the window.

"Boom".

The folder fell to the ground, and the contracts inside were scattered all over the floor.

Bo Hanshi sat in front of the desk, holding his eyebrows with his long fingers, his face gloomy and frozen.

There was even colder anger in his eyes, cold and dry.

He opened the drawer and took out a pack of cigarettes.

Next to the cigarettes were several boxes of agarwood sticks, which Qiao Yu bought.

His eyes were fixed there.

Qiao Yu has left Yujingyuan for several days, but the traces of her life in this home are not even willing to be erased in Bao Hanshi.

On the table of the dressing table, there was a comb she used, with a few long hairs wrapped around it.

The water glass she had used, half-drinking, had been left there.

Zhang Ma wanted to take care of her that day, but he yelled, "Don't move."

Before, the sheets were changed every three days, but this time, it's been a week and the sheets haven't been changed yet.

Qiao Yu's scent still lingered on his bed.

He treasures the traces of her existence almost pervertedly, but these traces will one day disappear completely as time goes by.

One night the ashtray was full.

The study was filled with a strong smell of cigarette smoke.

Qiao Yu asked him to smoke less, but he could only smoke less when she was around.

As soon as she left, my craving for cigarettes got worse.

Looking at the scarlet cigarette butt, Bo Hanshi felt self-inflicted and pinched it out with his fingertips.

There was a burning pain in my fingertips.

The corners of his eyes were filled with white smoke and turned red.

It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and Xiao Xiangsi came in holding her cell phone.

"Dad! Mom called me on video! Do you want to say a few words to mom?"

say what?

Let her stay away from Yan Chen?

Or... let her return to the imperial capital?

Now, he doesn't have the position and identity to ask her like that, does he?

His voice was hoarse and low, extremely decadent, "No."

"..."

Xiao Xiangsi had no choice but to say to Qiao Yu in the video: "Mom, dad is busy and not available at the moment."

Qiao Yu is not stupid.

Bao Hanshi didn't want to talk to her, and she understood.

"It's okay, let's just chat. Go back to your room and don't disturb your father's work."

"Oh, I'll go back right away."

After little Xiangsi left the study.

Bo Hanshi couldn't sit still, so he put out the last cigarette butt, got up and walked towards Xiao Xiangsi's room.

In the room, Xiao Xiangsi was having a video chat with Qiao Yu.

Bao Hanshi came in.

Little Xiangsi caught a glimpse and was about to call daddy.

Bo Hanshi made a "silence" gesture.