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Chapter 65 My son is autistic, not mentally retarded (2.)

Seeing Mu Bao's pitiful appearance, Bo Huan felt very distressed, knelt down in front of him and wiped his little face, and said softly, "Daddy will not beat you, I promise."

"He just deserves a beating!" Mu Han growled in a deep and cold voice, being a big kid, he knew to be against him.

Even though he said so, he still couldn't bear to touch him.

Bo Huan: "..."

It takes time to disassemble, okay?

She finally understood why the relationship between their father and son was so bad!
"Bad guy!" Hearing Mu Hanchen's words, Mu Bao blushed and shouted at him, "Bad guy, bad guy..."

"Baby." Bo Huan grabbed Mu Bao's little hand waving excitedly, and said in a deep voice, "This is wrong, let's talk, shall we?"

Hearing Bo Huan speak for Mu Han Shen, Mu Bao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly pushed her hand away forcefully, took two steps back, turned around and ran upstairs while holding his breath.

"Mubao—"

Bo Huan had a leg injury and couldn't catch up for a while.

Mu Hanshen's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he took a few strides to catch up with him, and picked up Mu Nanzhi like a chicken.

"Bad guy, bad guy..." Mu Bao struggled hard, "My..."

Huanhuan is his!
Mu Han frowned deeply, and finally understood what this brat was messing with him in the morning.

Probably last night while he was asleep, he took Bo Huan away.

It was really hit by Bo Huan, and she couldn't see that she would make a fuss.

snort!
It's been so long since Bo Huan came by his side that he doesn't even recognize him as his father.

"Mu Nanzhi!!" Mu Hanchen threw him on the sofa, took off his soiled suit jacket with a gloomy face, put his hands on his hips, and stared condescendingly at Mu Nanzhi, who was curled up in a ball while hugging his legs on the sofa. .

My heart was burning with anger, but I couldn't really deal with him, with a helpless expression on my face.

In Mu Nanzhi's heart, the impression of him as a bad guy has been deeply ingrained, and if he does something else, I'm afraid he won't even be able to call "Dad" perfunctorily in the future.

"She's not yours, do you understand?" Seeing Bo Huan trotting towards them, Mu Han lowered his voice and said, "You want her to stay by your side forever, so you have to obey me obediently."

Mu Bao shook his head and murmured stubbornly: "My..."

Mu Han had a headache, but couldn't help laughing: "The road is not stable, and you still want to compete with me, using those two lines of tears on your face?"

As he said that, Mu Han snorted coldly: "A man never sheds tears, and only a man can protect Bo Huan."

Mu Bao's eyes widened, he stared at Mu Hanchen seriously, and immediately wiped away the tears on his face in the next second.

He is a man!
When Bo Huan hurried over, he saw Mu Bao holding back his tears and staring at Mu Han.

"Mu Bao..."

Bo Huan walked to Mu Bao's side and smiled guiltily: "Auntie didn't leave you on purpose."

Mu Bao looked at Bo Huan, stretched out his hand to hold her fingers, and waited for Bo Huan to explain.

Bo Huan had a melancholy look on his face, with unspeakable suffering.

It's all that bastard Mu Hanchen!
"Because my aunt got up to go to the bathroom in the middle, and accidentally went to the wrong room when she came back." Bo Huan laughed while talking.

A two-year-old child can pass it with coaxing.

But who knew, after Bo Huan finished speaking, the air froze.

Mu Hanchen looked at her with an expression of "caring for the mentally retarded", and even Mu Bao didn't speak, obviously not believing it.

"My son is autistic, not mentally retarded." Mu Han said coldly, "Next time, find an excuse and use your brain!"

Mu Nanzhi is only two years old, but his IQ is far higher than many of his peers.

Bo Huan frowned, stared hard at Mu Han Chen, and complained with his mouth: "It's all your fault!"

Mu Han frowned, and said coldly: "Sooner or later, he will know that you are mine, not his."

(End of this chapter)