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Tang Shi received Tang Wei's call half an hour later, and then came to Bo's house with red eyes, stumbled into the door, and a thin shadow rushed in and threw herself in her arms.

Tang Wei's voice was still scared, "Mummy"

"Wei Wei, you scared Mommy to death, you know?"

Tang Shi touched Tang Wei's face, "Nothing happened, right? Where's the uncle?"

Uncle? Bo Ye squinted his eyes and smiled sarcastically when he heard this name, "Tang

Shi , you even want to lie to your son?" What kind of uncle! Cong Shan is Tang Yi's stand-in!

Tang Shi's face was pale, "Shut up!"

But it was too late. Tang Wei already knew everything. From contact with everything about Cong Shan's family to the moment Bo Ye's sentence hit the nail on the head, he knew everything

Cong Shan was not his own. The uncle has nothing to do with his uncle Tang Yi,

so where is his uncle? Why not come out? Why did Mommy lie to him by acting with Cong Shan?

The little boy's brain was so clever that countless questions flashed through. After all the possibilities were denied, the remaining impossibility was particularly shocking.

Tang Wei's lips trembled, "Where's my uncle, Mommy?"

Tang Shi wanted to explain, but he turned his mouth silent.

She was unable to tell the cruel fact.

She picked Tang Wei and walked out of Bo's door. Behind her, Bo Ye called to her, "Tang Shi, Cong Shan is not a little uncle at all. The child needs the real father is me." The

real father

Tang Shi smiled.

"Even if Cong Shan is not related to Tang Wei by blood, he is much better than your real father!"

Every word Zhu Xin!

Bo Yetong tightened. He thought that he could help her bring her son back safely, which could offset a little bit of her old hatred.

However, the new love is not worth the old hatred, he forgot how he destroyed Tang poetry, and now it is difficult for her to come back!

Su Qi stopped the car and just saw Tang Shi wiping out tears from the door of the Bo family holding Tang Wei. He went up and shouted anxiously, "Tang Poem!"

Tang Shi looked up, he stepped forward, and Su Qi untied in the cold wind. The buttons of his large padded jackets were then opened to both sides, covering both of them in his arms, wrapped in clothes on both sides.

Tang Shi couldn't hold back, tears came out again.

In this scene, the knife generally split Bo Ye's body.

Su Qi smiled and glanced at the little bit in his arms. "Yo little bastard, it's okay."

Tang Wei burst into laughter, and raised a bar with Su Qi, "Huh, I'm the protagonist! I won't have an accident!"

They were all slapped and slapped in the night. Face.

The woman who once loved him deeply, now hides in the arms of another man for warmth, and even his son is so close to that man.

Everything he had before, at this moment in a resolute attitude abandon him all. Abandon him and rush to another person.

How much hope and warmth did he personally bury?

Bo Ye chased after Tang Shi, but stopped abruptly at the moment he saw Su Qi.

The cold wind blows, making people feel cold. At the beginning of the new year, he seemed to have experienced a disaster. Everything that was not valued by him at the beginning and was discarded by him has now become a tool for Ling Chi. Together with the memories, he thinks and hurts again.

Bo Ye thought, no one could ever hurt him like this, even without the strength to fight back.

Where is tranquility? What if An Mi was five years ago?

Bo Ye didn't dare to think about it, he didn't dare to admit whether the weight of Tang poetry in his heart now surpassed An Mi.

He didn't even dare to check five years ago.

Ye Jingtang once said to Bo Ye with a smile one night, "Bo Ye, you will always be the one most persuaded in Tang poetry."

He was right. Bo Ye didn't check it, but he didn't dare to check it at all. .

A lot of the evidence is different from five years ago. Although his investigation is as difficult as the sky, it is not impossible to investigate, but he has no courage to take this step.

What if Tang poetry is innocent? If peaceful death was really just an accident, then how would he face the woman who ruined her entire life by herself?

Will he regret it?

He already regretted it!

He couldn't say it, he didn't dare to admit his cowardice. But when facing Tang poetry, he became a deserter, constantly brainwashing himself. Five years ago, he did nothing wrong.

If he wronged Tang Shi's bloody love for him, he would destroy it in his own hands!

Bo Ye stepped back a few steps, and the cool breeze passed through the hall, shocking thousands of people. At this moment, his heart is as cold as ruins, and the truth of being hidden under the thick snow-capped mountains that has not changed for thousands of years may have faintly revealed the tip of the iceberg.