Bo Feng ran narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"
"I just hope aunt knows the truth. Now it's up to me to revive the Qiao family and the children in my belly. Haven't you seen the old man take a look at my belly just now? The old man likes children and grandchildren best, otherwise he wouldn't like this picture of Fengming mountain so much. If I have something wrong with my children now, I'm afraid it won't do your son any good."
"You!"
The painting of Fengming mountain is a landscape painting. At the same time, there are pictures of children playing. The old man just touched the place where children play.
What the old people, especially those who are already 100 years old, like most is the picture of children breaking their knees. Tangmengqian saw through the old man's mind at a glance, so she was 100% sure to threaten Bo fengran.
Bo fengran felt as bad as eating a fly, but now she really had nothing to do. No matter how much she hated, she had to swallow it.
Almost all the people who should have arrived have arrived.
The old man looked at the crowd, and the seventh uncle immediately guessed his mind, "old man, you are looking at Bo and Bo Biao, young master. They haven't arrived yet."
"Well, wait."
People around started talking, but no one dared to say anything to his face. After a while, uncle VII heard the servant coming and hurried out to meet him.
"Mr. Bo, is this... Young master?!"
Uncle Qi saw Bo Ye appear at a family dinner for the first time. He hadn't seen Bo Ye's small face for many years. At a glance, he stood with Bo Qichen, one big and one small, two identical faces. Unexpectedly, they looked cute.
Bo Qichen hung his eyes, "HMM."
Lower your head and reach out to Bo Ye.
Bo Ye glances at him sideways, purses his small mouth, and puts his small hand in his palm. Bo Qichen's eyes twinkle. Unexpectedly, he cooperates so well, holding Bo Ye's small hand, they enter the family banquet hall together.
"Mr. Bo, the young master is here!"
The words fell, and almost everyone's eyes fell on the two people who came in at the door.
At the door, a tall man led a five-year-old child in a black suit. The man was as handsome as a God, with a cold look on his expressionless face, and a chilly temperament and a no admittance Weiya all over his body, which made people dare not look at him more.
At the same time, Bo Ye has no expression on his face, just like his poker face.
All Bo's family members were stunned when a big one and a small one appeared.
Jonah squeezed his hand.
Bo Ye, are you ready?
The old man also had the same question. Bo ye came forward and respectfully congratulated the old man on his birthday. "Grandpa, I wish you a long life."
The old man looked a little surprised.
Bo Ye said word by word, "Bo Ye has recovered a lot from his illness. It has always been his mother... Aunt Tang takes care of me, so I can recover from my illness."
The old man looked more kindly, "Oh, who is aunt Tang?"
"Aunt Tang came with me today. She also wanted to wish grandpa a happy birthday."
The old man gave the seventh uncle a wink. The seventh uncle immediately understood and asked people to invite the 'aunt Tang' over. Qiao Nancheng wondered who the 'aunt Tang' was, and followed him.
Tang Qingge wore a light blue dress today. Her makeup was light. With a smile, she took away the souls of all the people present. She held a picture in her hand, like a fairy in the picture.
Qiaonancheng put all his thoughts on her. A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. She knew she was beautiful, but then qiaonancheng's heart flashed complex. Bo Ye was taken care of by Tang Qingge?