Chapter 662 The Modern Story (99)

Bubble is about to die of anger, the person you married is not my mother!
Do you still have the face to call me Bubble?

Do you feel sorry for my mother, so naming me Bubble can reduce a little guilt?
All the little guy's mental activities were revealed from his eyes, and Xuanyuan Jiaye was taken aback for a while.

Why is this guy staring at me so viciously?
"Son, you know me, right?"

Xuanyuan Jiaye didn't care what happened to the child, as long as he was normal, he would be happy, otherwise he was afraid that Ai Ling would really be driven crazy.

"Ahhhh!"

Bubble roared: Of course I know!
"..." Xuanyuan Jiaye was a little confused.

The child is indeed much more lively, but why does this look like a big hatred.

Xuanyuan Jiaye walked to the study with Pao Pao in his arms to prepare for work. He put Pao Pao in the cradle, and he kissed his son tenderly, "Son, stay here for a while, Dad will finish his work in a while, and he will accompany you when he is done." Are you playing well?"

Pao Pao originally wanted to be him, who made him forget that his mother married someone else, but when he saw his father whom he hadn't seen for many years, his heart softened after all.

"Ah!" Bubble nodded his little head.

Xuanyuan Jiaye was a little shocked, he never expected that Bubble would give him an answer, and seeing his youngest son agree to his words so sensiblely, he almost cried with joy.

He knew about Ai Weiyan, Ai Ling called him at that time and told him that it was nothing serious, it was just a little scratch, and she would come back when she sent the old man back.

Ai Ling didn't come back until the afternoon.

As soon as she entered the door, she heard a child's laughter, which was very hearty and crisp. She thought she had heard it wrong, and asked the bodyguard beside her, "What's that sound?"

"It's the young master and Mr. playing."

Ai Ling stared, and asked in astonishment, "Who are you talking about?"

"Young master and Mr. President." The bodyguard repeated again.

Before the words were finished, Ai Ling's figure had already reached the stairs, and quickly ran upstairs and pushed open the door.

After opening the door, I saw Pao Pao sitting on the bed cross-legged, giggling at Xuanyuan Jiaye.

However, as soon as her figure appeared at the door of the room, the smile on Bubble's face froze, and then sat there expressionless, staring at her with hatred.

Xuanyuan Jiaye turned around and quickly waved to her, "Take a look at your son, he seems to be recovering."

Ai Ling walked towards Paopao step by step, the tears in her eyes were held back by her, and she choked up and said, "Son...do you know your mother?"

At this time, scenes of Ai Ling taking care of him, caring for him, and crying bitterly while hugging him flashed before Bubble's eyes. He knew that it was his previous memory. This kind of tenderness and love hurts the heart.

However, this is not the reason why he can accept her!
You are not my mother!My mother doesn't look like you!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Ai Ling was taken aback by "Ahhh" after a bubble meal, but she was very happy, and tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

"Son, you... are really not stupid, a bunch of quack doctors!" Ai Ling was so happy that she hugged Bubbles and was so excited.

But Pao Pao resisted her embrace very much, and slapped her desperately, "Ahhh!"

let me go!
His struggle made Ai Ling's hands tremble, and she looked at Pao Pao inexplicably, "Son, don't you know your mother?"

Bubble was inexplicably hurt by her tone, he deliberately didn't look at Ai Ling, and opened his hands to Xuanyuan Jiaye.

"Ahhh!"

hug me!
(End of this chapter)

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