After the divorce, the CEO received the pregnancy test form from Sanbao

His lonely and injured face was reflected on the dark screen.

But in an instant, he used all his strength to adjust his expression and return to normal.

He didn't want to look sad in front of his son, lest his son worry about him.

"Daddy, have you seen it?" Bo Zhixuan is very aware of words and expressions, especially his daddy.

He could detect every subtle change in daddy's mood.

Bo Beicheng nodded: "Yes, I saw it."

"It's a good thing that they can be happy."

Isn't this what he wants to see?

But now, his heart still felt like it was being cut by a knife, and everything was falling apart.

The image of Shen Xingluo and Bo Han standing side by side, talking and laughing was still reflected in his mind.

"Daddy..." Bo Zhixuan didn't know how to comfort his daddy.

Bo Beicheng stepped forward and rubbed his worried little face: "Xuanxuan, listen to daddy and don't think wildly. Daddy helped you choose a few schools in country M. Tomorrow you will learn about them all, and then tell Daddy, which one do you want to study at? Decide on the degree first."

Bo Zhixuan lowered his eyes: "Is this why Daddy came to Xuanxuan so late?"

Bo Beicheng: "Well, that's it."

He just came out of the study and passed by Xuanxuan's room. He found that there was still light in the room. He was worried that the child had insomnia again, so he wanted to come in and relieve him.

He suddenly remembered the degree thing and brought it up to resolve the awkward and gloomy atmosphere.

Bo Zhixuan took the initiative to hold his father's strong big hand, raised his little face, and looked at him.

"Daddy, have you really let go of Aunt Shen? Even if she is with another man or even gets married in the future, will it not matter to you?"

Bo Beicheng's eyes deepened, and something was pulsing under his eyes.

It is hidden and yet appears, making it unclear what emotions are contained in it.

After a while, he said: "Daddy wishes her well and hopes she will always be happy."

This sentence seemed to have used up all the strength he had left.

Tears filled Bo Zhixuan's eyes. He lowered his head and gritted his teeth, as if he had suddenly made up his mind.

"Daddy, don't worry, I will pick a school tomorrow and go to country m with you."

Now that Daddy has made up his mind and An An and the others have started their new lives, he and he can't stay in the past.

If he keeps doing that, he will only hold daddy back.

If Uncle Bo Han can really bring happiness to Aunt Shen and love An An and the others, he will bless them like his father!

Bo Beicheng came out of his son's room, his eyes dimming inch by inch.

My mood is like the sky outside the window, dark and gloomy.

Having lived so long, he has now truly realized what it means to be a "walking dead".

This feeling was more terrifying than physical torture, and even more desperate than when he was in the base.

But this was all his own fault, and he deserved to bear all the pain of losing her.

He walked back to his room and stood outside the balcony, feeling the cold wind in the middle of the night penetrate into his bones.

His tall figure stood there for a long time.

By the time it got dark, the rain had completely stopped, and a touch of white fish belly quietly appeared on the horizon, driving away the boundless darkness.

Bo Beicheng walked in from the outside step by step. The world was spinning and the world in front of him became blurry.

He fell down and held his forehead, his head splitting.

……

Early morning, Shen family villa.

When Shen Xingluo got up, he found that Duoduo beside him had disappeared.

Going downstairs, the living room is very lively.

Dad, several children, and Bo Han were all there, talking and laughing.

As soon as they saw her, the little babies all called her "Good morning, Mommy!"

Shen Xingluo went down and gave them a hug.

Good morning, starry sky. "Bo Han looked at her, his eyes full of doting.

Shen Xingluo smiled at him: "Good morning."

Child Shen Duoduo tugged on her sleeve: "Mommy, today's breakfast was made by Uncle Bo Han himself. Let's go over and have a taste of his cooking skills. We'll be waiting for you!"

Shen Xingluo was surprised.

Several question marks appeared on his face. Does Bo Han have cooking skills?

Bo Han seemed to understand her thoughts and said with a smile: "If it doesn't suit your taste, feel free to give me your opinion and I will improve it in the future."

Shen Xingluo chuckled and was about to go over to see what he had done.

The cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Shen Xingluo thought it was a call from the hospital and immediately took out his phone to take a look.

It was a call from the Bo family. Why did the Bo family call her so early?

Although she had doubts in her heart, she answered the phone without any doubts.

"Miss Shen, I'm sorry to bother you." Aunt Yu's anxious voice came from the other end.

Shen Xingluo: "Don't bother me, Aunt Yu, what happened?"

Aunt Yu said: "The young master fainted in his room. He has a high fever now and keeps complaining that he has a headache. Dr. Zhao has come to check and infuse him, but he still seems to be in pain. I don't know if it is his headache." The disease has struck again!"