C548 He Was Pitiful

His five-year-old son, Bo Ye, nodded his head. With a cold and aloof expression, he replied, "En."

"..."

Comparing this, the expressionless Bo Ye beside him seemed to be unwilling to let Bo Qichen stay. It was as if he was not his own son.

Tang Qingge rubbed her glabella and quickly threw away the messy thoughts in her mind.

Tang Cheng said, "Mommy