Kiss You, Sweetheart

She looked at Bo Jiayan pitifully, with tears on her face, "Jiayan, I'm your mother."

Bo Jia Yan Wen looked at Song Lifang and then extended his hand to Bo Kun: "Dad, show me."

His calmness comforted Ming Zongze. In the face of danger, there should be no chaos and no surprise. This is the style of a king of a country.

Bo Kun handed the report to Bo Jiayan.

He looked at it faintly, and his jaw tightened slightly. Raised eyes, with some complex sophistication, looking at Song Lifang.

Song Lifang closed her eyes in despair.

Why, his life experience is so noble, unexpectedly is a country prince. If he was born in a civilian family, then the power of the Bo family will certainly suppress this matter.

However, no matter how powerful the Bo family was, they could not control the royal family of a country.

She's really going to lose this son.

Tears gurgle out of song Lifang's eyes. She can't imagine whether she can live without Bo Jiayan.

In this life, she has three sons, but in the end, none of them stay with her

Song Lifang is exhausted and leans on Bo Kun.

Bo Jiayan looked at Song Lifang for a long time, and Ming Zongze's voice sounded in his ear: "Jiayan, you are my son. Welcome back."

Then he opened his arms to bochayan. At this time, he no longer had the dignity of a king of a country, but a kind father who looked forward to his son's return.

But Bo Jiayan didn't move. His eyes were deep and his expression was hard to understand.

He looked at Ming Zongze, his voice was quiet: "I am your son?"

"Yes, gayan." Ming Zongze smile, just take back the arm, "if you have doubt, we can do a paternity test."

Bo Jiayan continued to ask: "that is to say, I am bleeding from the Ming family of K country, and I have nothing to do with the Bo family?"

Bo Jiayan's calm questioning makes song Lifang's heart like a knife. It has nothing to do with the Bo family Such a cold and heartless word.

"Yes, No."

"Good." When Bo Jiayan listened to the answer, he began to smile. With his cold expression, he seemed to be a bit secretive.

He turned and faced song Lifang, with a look of joy on his face. He saluted her, "Mom, I can finally love you."

Song Lifang

She was full of shock and sorrow.

She has been raising her son for more than 20 years. At this time, it's not the first time to comfort her mother's pain, but the first thing he thinks of is that he can finally let go of love

Because he has nothing to do with the Bo family, his expression looks so happy, as if he has been looking forward to it for a long time.

"Jiayan..."

The corner of Bo Jiayan's mouth was smiling. Just now, he was so cold. At this time, his expression was warm. He was releasing layer upon layer, which made his whole person coated with an amazing warm color.

"From then on, there is no power to stop me from being with en en." He was full of joy.

Then, ignoring anyone, he took a few strides towards the stairway leading to the garage.

"Jiayan..." Song Lifang uttered a cry of despair, and finally withered weakly.

So far, she has no power to stop anything.

She can't even keep her son.

Bo Jiayan's reaction was so abnormal that Ming Zongze could not help wringing his eyebrows slightly.