Mr Bo's Ex-Wife

"Does it matter who I am? It's enough to see you're doing well now. " Jiang Fan gently smile, he looked at Qiao Zhihua's eyes have a kind of inexplicable feelings.

That's between father and son.

Qiao Zhihua was silent for a long time before he came up with a word: "say it!"

Jiang Fan's body leaned forward. He looked at Qiao Zhihua seriously, but his tone was half joking: "if I were your son, would you believe it?"

Qiao Zhihua's brow frowned, which was absolutely a thunderbolt to him. There's a sense of airborne courtesy.

"What?" He asked mysteriously that when she was separated from her, she had not hinted that she was pregnant or anything.

Jiang Fan takes back his body with a smile. He leans on the chair and looks thoughtfully out of the window.

Finally, it was time to recognize his family. His face was full of joy, which made Qiao Zhihua conclude that he was not joking with himself.

"Are you really my son?" Qiao Zhihua's heart beat so fast that he has difficulty breathing now.

Jiang Fan just smiles and doesn't speak. Qiao Zhihua begins to understand why he has an inexplicable sense of intimacy when he first meets him.

Blood is thicker than water.

Jiang Fan looked at Qiao Zhihua want to believe but can not believe the appearance, had to say his mother's name - Jiang Weiwei.

"Is she OK?" Since the separation, Qiao Zhihua and the woman have lost contact.

She must have hated herself, he thought.

She yearned for that kind of idyllic day, but Qiao Zhihua had to go to the muddy waters of shopping malls.

Bread and love collide, choose love is fart.

In other words, even the most sincere love between them did not exist. At the beginning, Qiao Zhihua was a jerk. Even he confessed that he just wanted to play with that poor woman.

That's all.

The smile on Jiang Fan's face was gone. His memory touched the sad part of his feelings. He looked at Qiao Zhihua and said word by word: "my mother is no longer here. I died of illness when I was very young."

It seems to be understatement, but Qiao Zhihua knows that he must have scolded himself thousands of times in his heart at this time.

He couldn't react from this amazing secret for a while. Is this a gift from God? Physical illness made him no longer qualified to be a father, and now his son suddenly fell in front of him.

"I..." For a while, Qiao Zhihua lost his language ability.

Jiang Fan snorted and laughed: "if you want to say sorry to me, I advise you not to. My mother has never blamed you, otherwise she would not have been reciting your name when she died

Qiao Zhihua's heart was sour: "Xiao Fan, I'm sorry for your mother, come home with me."

Jiang Fan looks at him. Facing Qiao Zhihua, he doesn't know whether he should be happy or sad. A few seconds later, he shook his head.

"Why?" Qiao wants to know why.

"I don't want to disturb you and your aunt's life. It's enough to see you live so happily now. My mother can rest in peace with a spirit in heaven."

"No, I owe you so many years. I can't let you do my father's duty again, OK?" His voice was hoarse and full of begging.

After thinking about it, Jiang Fan refused him, and his reason was the existence of Liu Yi.

"If I go back with you, have you ever thought about the consequences? Do you think Aunt Liu can forgive your past? I think a woman can't bear to have a big son like me

Qiao Zhihua's mood suddenly relaxed. He thought it was for some reason.

"You can rest assured that she is not that kind of person, she will accept you. Come home with me. I want to tell everyone that you are my son His eyes are firm, so many years of debt must try to make up for it.

Jiang fan is stubborn but he can only make a temporary compromise expression, but he has a request, he wants to talk to Liu Yi on this matter.

In the evening.

When Jiang Fan and Qiao Zhihua go home, they are full of things. As soon as the door is opened, Liu Yi meets him.

"Zhihua, why did you come back so late. Ah, Xiao Fan, you are here too Liu Yi is very happy to see Jiang Fan.

Qiao Zhihua pretended to complain and said, "you are not allowed to stay in bed. How can you get busy again?"

Liu Yi looked at him with a smile on his face.

"If I continue to stay, I will become a mummy. I feel much better when I get down and do some activities."

Jiang Fan takes a look at Qiao Zhihua, and they walk to the sofa in the living room.

As soon as they sat down, Liu Yi saw something was wrong. How could the two men always look at each other.

"What happened today? How do you feel like you two are hiding something from me Liu Yi asked suspiciously.Qiao Zhihua just smile, clever Jiang Fan stood up, he took Liu Yi's arm and said, "how can we hide something from you, aunt, I'll go to the kitchen and give you a hand." He said and climbed up Liuyi's shoulder.

Liu Yi curled her mouth and took a look at Qiao Zhihua, then went into the kitchen with Jiang Fan.

Qiao Zhihua paced alone in the living room. Even if he knew Liu Yi again, he could not guarantee that she would get angry after knowing the whole thing.

Laughter came from the kitchen from time to time. It seemed that Jiang Fan did not intend to tell her the truth now.

An hour.

It was completely dark outside. Liu Yi cooked a table full of dishes. Qiao Zhihua looked at the dishes on the table.

"It seems that I have borrowed money from you today. Your aunt's craftsmanship can only be found in the sky." Qiao Zhihua praises, three people sit down.

During the lunch break, Liu Yi suddenly mentioned Jiang Fan's family. She only knew that he had no father or mother, but she thought there should be other people in the family.

"By the way, I have something to tell you." Qiao Zhihua can't help it. Every minute he comes back is a kind of torment for him. He doesn't want to hesitate any more.

Jiang Fan took a look at him. He said it before he came back.

"What?" Liu Yi goes to the opposite Jiang Fan's dishes, and then casually responds.

Jiang Fan quickly took over the words: "I think uncle may want to praise your cooking again. I think, auntie, you can open a food show in the future. It's a perfect dish

Liu Yi, who was praised, was laughing.

"Xiao Fan's mouth is sweet. Since he likes to eat, he often comes home. I'll make it for you." It's rare for her to be so happy.

Jiang Fan shook his head at Qiao Zhihua.

After dinner, Qiao Zhihua asked Liu Yi to sit down and have a rest. He and Jiang Fan picked up the dishes and chopsticks.

In the kitchen, Qiao Zhihua suddenly said to Jiang Fan, "Xiao Fan, don't you want your aunt to know?"

Jiang Fan put the dishes away and turned to look at him: "it's not that I don't want to. My aunt's health is not good. I don't want to make trouble for you at this time. Besides, I'm your son, which is an unchangeable fact. I can say it whenever I want to. "

"What do you say?" Liu Yi did not know when standing at the door, she looked at two people in doubt.

"What's the matter with you two? I felt something was wrong from the moment I came in. "

Qiao Zhihua said, "there is something I have to tell you."

He went out of the kitchen and took Liu Yi to the living room.

Jiang fan is following them. He wants to stop them, but Qiao Zhihua has said it.

"Xiao Fan is my own son!" Qiao Zhihua was afraid that Liu Yi could not bear to faint, so his hands tightly clenched Liu Yi's arm.

Liu Yi was stunned, his eyes were wide open, "what do you say? Zhihua, how could Xiao Fan be your child? Didn't you just know each other? "

Qiao Zhihua helped her to sit on the sofa. He slowly explained, "listen to me. Xiao Fan is really my son. It's just, I just learned. "

Liu Yi looks at Qiao Zhihua and Jiang Fan in an incredible way. She is absolutely wrong.

"Impossible, you, you are not..."

"That was a long time ago." Qiao Zhihua explained.

Liu Yi is like a ball out of breath, lying back on the sofa, this day is a big thunder day, she really can't live on.

Qisheng left, and now a eldest son appears.

Jiang Fan stood in front of her. He untied his apron and held it in his hand. He looked at Liu Yi and said, "Auntie, I know this sounds ridiculous. What's more, it's not appropriate to choose this time to tell you. I'll go first. " He said he put the apron on the coffee table and was ready to leave.

"Wait a minute." Liu Yi suddenly stopped him and she got up from the sofa.

Jiang fan stops.

"Maybe it's fate. Now that Zhihua has admitted you as a son, I have no reason to object. "

She turned her head and looked at Qiao Zhihua. Then she said, "it's getting late. You can clean up a room for him. I'm a little tired. I'm going upstairs first."

Liu Yi then turned around and went upstairs.

Her reaction let Qiao Zhihua some unprepared, this is not warm not fire appearance most terrible.

"You sit down first, and I'll go up and have a look." Qiao Zhihua said and then ran after him.

Back in the bedroom, Liu Yi fell on the bed, and her man concealed such a big thing from her.

Qiao Zhihua quietly walked into the bedroom, he looked at Liu Yi on the bed, and then sat down on one side: "it's good for you to beat me and scold me. Don't be silent."

There was no reaction from the people in bed.

"The doctor said that you can't be sulky. I only know the existence of Xiao Fan today." The explanation sounds feeble.Liu Yi slowly turned over and sat up. "Do you think I should be happy or sad?"

"My child is gone, but your child comes out. Maybe everything is predestined." She sighed, and they were unusually calm.

Even Liu Yi has some admiration for herself. If Lu Qisheng was still there, she would ask Qiao Zhihua crazily, but now the situation is different.

Qiao Zhihua looked at Liu Yi seriously: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Liu Yi shook her head, the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed so helpless, "Zhihua, I don't blame you. Xiao Fan is a good boy. Let him stay. I like this kid, too. Maybe it's Qisheng, which has a spirit in heaven. "

Qiao Zhihua a Zheng, and then a hug her into the arms: "thank you."

At this time, Jiang fan is standing at the door, everything inside, he heard clearly.