C91 Bo anjin's temper

Seeing Bo Anjin like this, the original willful thoughts that he had always felt about An Xin disappeared. He reached out his hand to hug An An Xin and comforted her, "An Xin can't say that about Father. What do you want that I didn't help you with? "

"I want Auntie Qiao to be my mother, you clearly said it very quickly," Bo Anjin raised his head, his face was covered in tears