He entered a wealthy family by mistake

This child has not smiled since the death of the second lady and the master. She has also become cold and cold, always rejecting people thousands of miles away.

The butler's face was full of worry, and he didn't know how to enlighten Bowen.

Bowen is no longer the child who used to run around him and Master He all day long. He has grown up and has his own opinions.

The butler's eyes were hot, and he lowered his head and wiped away tears in a hurry.

Maybe he felt uncomfortable thinking about the past and Mr. He.

Although Bowen didn't say anything while eating, he noticed the butler's expression. When he saw the butler's eyes red, he knew that the butler was sad when he thought of Mr. He, and he started to feel uncomfortable.

They were so happy in the past. Mr. He would take them with him wherever he went. Mr. He doted on the housekeeper to the heavens. Even He Jiao and the three sisters did not receive the treatment of a housekeeper.

Maybe it was because he loved the house, but Mr. He would take good care of him because the housekeeper liked him very much. He had the best food, clothing, housing and transportation, and he had never been harsh on him.

What Bowen wants more than love is family affection, and he wants He Jiao and Master He to live well.

His identity cannot be disclosed. He did not go to the funerals of He Jiao and Master He. It was not that he did not dare to go, but that he could not go.

He Jiao was only fifteen when he passed away. A few years later, Master He also disappeared. He came to country D alone, silently guarding the huge property left by the He family in country D, crying and reading documents every day, being alone with no one. accompany.

Gradually he stopped crying, because He Jiao would no longer coax him if he cried, and Master He would no longer supervise his studies.

Bowen has always believed that it all started because of Da Siyu, who killed He Jiao and indirectly killed Mr. He.

He was very happy before, so he didn't hate himself for being an illegitimate son, nor did he hate Da Siyu. It wasn't until He Jiao died because of Da Siyu that he would go crazy whenever he heard Da Siyu's name, and he wanted to crush Da Siyu's ashes.

Bowen tried his best to suppress the tears in his eyes and immersed himself in eating the vegetables. He was worried that the housekeeper would cry too after seeing him cry.

But at this time, the housekeeper was not looking at Bowen. He was looking up at Bowen's photo hanging on the wall in trance.

Above it was a photo of him, Mr. He, He Jiao and Bowen. Mr. He was holding He Jiao in one hand and Bowen in the other. He was standing next to Mr. He, holding his breath and standing straight with a very red face.

At that time, He Jiao and Bowen were still very young. The two little guys were hugging Mr. He's neck. One happily gestured to the camera with his little white teeth exposed, while the other was timid and a bit aloof.

The housekeeper still remembered that He Jiao pulled Bowen out from behind him before taking pictures, pinched his little face and lectured him like a big sister, "You have to laugh, how can you cry when taking pictures."

"Don't shrink your neck, and don't hug the butler's thigh. You are a boy, how can you be so timid?"

"But..., but I don't like taking pictures."

Bowen pursed his lips and looked up at He Jiao, who was half a head taller than him, holding onto his clothes with tears in his eyes.

At that time, Bowen had just been picked up by the housekeeper and brought back to the He family. He was very afraid of people, and even more afraid that someone would harm him.

"Taking pictures is not about pointing a weapon at your head."

He Jiao held his forehead and rolled his eyes. This younger brother was not easy to take care of, he was too soft and soft.

"If it really doesn't work, I won't take it. It doesn't matter."

The housekeeper immediately squatted down between He Jiao and Bowen to act as peacemaker.

"But today is my birthday, and I promised that I would be the biggest."

He Jiao curled his lips in grievance and looked up pitifully at his father, who was standing behind him and looking down at them.

Mr. He didn't say anything. He bent down and easily picked up He Jiao and Bowen. He pointed his chin to the side and asked the housekeeper to stand beside him.

The housekeeper immediately stood up, stood still while holding back his racing heart, and looked at the camera in a panic.

As soon as the photo was taken, Mr. He threw He Jiao and Bowen to the sofa, took the housekeeper and left, leaving a confused He Jiao and Bowen behind.

"Are you...is your father angry because I disobey?"

Bowen looked at He Jiao with tears in his eyes, biting his lip and crying. He was very afraid that Mr. He would not want him and drive him away.

He Jiao saw Bowen's worry and stretched out his hand to flick Bowen's forehead, "What are you thinking about? My father doesn't want me to want you. You are the person brought back by the housekeeper."

Bowen didn't understand what He Jiao meant. How could Mr. He choose him instead of He Jiao?

"If you don't believe it, I'll take you to see it, but you can't say anything, or my dad will beat me."

After He Jiao said this, he pulled the confused Bowen and ran away, like a wild horse, with the wind blowing crazily by Bowen's ears.

Bowen was pulled by He Jiao and ran all the way from the first floor to the second floor. When he was approaching Mr. He's room, He Jiao stopped and made a shushing gesture to Bowen.

Bowen was panting from exhaustion, but he nodded obediently, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his little hands.

Seeing that Bowen was obedient, He Jiao covered his mouth and snickered, pulling Bowen toward the ajar door and looking into the room through the crack in the door.

Bowen didn't know what He Jiao was doing, but he heard a strange sound and blinked blankly.

"I'll show you the evidence."

He Jiao lowered his voice and pulled Bowen to the crack of the door, letting Bowen look inside.

What could a kindergarten kid in Bowen know? He Jiao asked him to look at him and he just watched obediently. Then he saw Mr. He sitting on the sofa hugging the housekeeper and kissing him, squeezing the housekeeper's waist with his big hands.

Bowen stared at it in confusion, not knowing what it meant and why Master He wanted to bite the butler, but the butler kept crying.

He turned to look at He Jiao with a confused look on his face, scratching his head in confusion, with big question marks on his small head.

He Jiao sighed and explained to Bowen, "That's a kiss! Don't you know?"

Bowen tilted his head, kissing he knew, but is it kissing inside?He also saw Master He's hands and feet.

"Oh, in short, my dad likes the housekeeper and wants the housekeeper to be my mother. You are the child brought home by the housekeeper and there is no way my dad will not want you unless he doesn't want a wife anymore." He Jiao told Bowen.

After hearing this, Bowen looked at He Jiao with innocent eyes and tortured his soul, "Can men also be mothers?"

He Jiao thought for a moment, and it seemed like the teacher had said that mothers could only be girls, but it was none of her business, whoever her father liked would be her mother.

"Will the housekeeper give birth to a baby?"

Bowen asked He Jiao with a curious expression.

“How can a man give birth to a baby?”

He Jiao's voice suddenly stopped. In the next second, she covered her mouth and looked down at Bowen with a little evil face and said, "Yes! When you grow up, you will also have children. If you have a big belly, you will have to go to the hospital for an incision." Only when the baby is in the belly can the baby be taken out.”

"Cut... cut open your stomach?"

Bowen immediately covered his stomach, his face turned pale with fright.

puff! He really believes what he is joking about!

He Jiao was very happy, but the next second she couldn't laugh anymore. Bowen opened the door and ran to the housekeeper crying. He hugged the housekeeper's waist and threw his head up and cried, "Oh no, no, no, no, the housekeeper doesn't want to cut open my stomach." Get the baby..."

Come on, kid, why don’t you play your cards according to the routine?

He Jiao went crazy and wanted to run away, but Mr. He in the room was already looking at her with a murderous look on his face.

The corners of He Jiao's mouth twitched wildly, it was over, she was going to be beaten.