President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Chapter 1887: I don't want idlers by my side

A hint of surprise flashed in Ping Bao's eyes, "Brother, why are you here?"

At this time, shouldn't he be in the Maldives, with grandpa?

Xing Xing smiled brightly, "We came here by plane in the early morning, and came here as soon as we got off the plane, Ping Bao, this place is so beautiful, just like a castle!"

"Yes, this is a very large manor, decorated according to European classical style." Ping Bao nodded.

Immediately the question got to the point, "That is to say, grandpa is here too?"

Xing Xing blinked, raised his finger and pointed out the door, "He was stopped, and I sneaked in too."

"That's easy. I'll go and pick up Grandpa right now." Tuantuan didn't want to leave at all, and was worried that he couldn't find an excuse. Hearing this, he rushed to the gate immediately.

Xiao Yuanyuan also stepped forward to follow, "I'll help grandpa carry the luggage."

The two little guys acted quickly, and soon brought Bo's father into the garden.

Upon hearing the movement, Mrs. Wan and Wan Xiaxia also came out.

When they saw Father Bo appearing in the garden, their expressions changed.

"You...how did you come?" Wan Xiaxia asked in surprise.

Father Bo smiled, "I talked to Si Bai on the phone last night, and I think what he said made sense. Even if you don't like me anymore, I can continue to stay by your side as a family member."

In this case, Wan Xia doesn't have to have such a big psychological burden.

"We'll just get along peacefully in the future, treat me as a family member, and don't mix any other feelings." Father Bo said.

As long as he can stay by Wan Xiaxia's side, that's enough.

"You don't need to worry about things in the capital, the Patriarch Xuanyuan also needs your care?" Wan Xiaxia was still issuing orders to evict guests.

But Bo's father didn't care, "Let Si Bai and Niannian take care of the affairs of the capital, and after a while, Ah Mo will return to the capital after heals his injuries. Their brothers are of one mind, and their profits cut through gold. How can I be needed?" What about this old bone?"

While speaking, he winked at Bao Sibai, hoping that he would answer.

Bo Sibai glanced at Song Runian in embarrassment.

Holding his forehead helplessly, he lowered his voice and said, "Last night, my mind was dizzy, so I forgot to tell you about it."

Before watching the scenery in the garden, he also called Bo's father to encourage him to pursue love bravely.

No, Father Bo chose to believe him, and immediately took action.

On the other side, Wan Xiaxia also turned to look at Mrs. Wan, and stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, "I didn't know he also called. I forgot about the hypnosis."

Otherwise, add it now?

Mrs. Wan: "..."

What's the use of hypnosis now.

Besides, there are so many people, it is impossible to hypnotize them at all.

She took a deep breath, forced herself to stabilize her emotions, and immediately walked forward with a faint smile on her face, "It turns out that the son-in-law is here, it's your first time to Wanjia, you should stay longer. "

After a pause, he looked at Song Runian and the others again, "Go back first, otherwise everyone will stay here, who will handle the things in the capital?"

Father Bo was quite surprised that he could stay in such a smooth manner.

His slightly vicissitudes of eyes immediately turned to Wan Xiaxia, full of anticipation and joy.

Now Wan Xiaxia only needs to nod and agree, and he can stay and stay by Wan Xiaxia's side to accompany her!

But Wan Xiatian coldly refused, "I want to be alone, you and Nian Nian can go back to the capital too!"

"I can't help you even if I go back to Kyoto." Bo's father replied, "Anyway, I'm an idler. Staying in country M is the same as staying in Kyoto."

"Since I'm an idler, there's no need to stay here. I don't need an idler by my side." Wan Xiaxia's voice became colder and colder.

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