Chapter 59 After all, Feng Tingbei’s beauty is too tempting

Before Bo Xianchuan's hand could reach Xiao Baozi's face, he was pushed away by Mu Huan.

"Can you show some face? Is it you that our little Senbao painted?" Mu Huan winked at Bo Xianchuan.

You must know that Senbao has not had a mother since he was a child, and was raised by Feng Tingbei. His love and dependence on his father are unmatched by anyone else. Bo Xianchuan wants to wipe out Feng Tingbei's good qualities in front of him, and the child will definitely accept it.

No.

Bo Xianchuan sighed helplessly. Even Mu Huan, the sufferer, could bear it. What else could he say?

But he also reminded Mu Huan, "You can coax the child. That person named Feng wants to use the child as a springboard to enter our Bo family, but no one in the Bo family will agree."

The Bo family will recognize Senbao, but they will never recognize his wolf-hearted father!

Mu Huan looked at his eldest nephew in astonishment, "What are you thinking about? Between him and me -"

There are three lives between them.

If Brother Six hadn't arrived in time, she and her two children would have died long ago. How could such a blood feud not be settled with those scumbag husbands and poisonous women?

Even if Senbao is still alive, even if Feng Tingbei personally raises him to this day, it still cannot be worth the crimes he has committed.

What's more, she hasn't yet found out how much Feng Tingbei truly loves Senbao——

Is he using his reputation to build a character?

Or use him as a target to protect his and Yin Shumo's child?

Or is it because he really owes something to the past, pretending to be good to Senbao, and just wants to feel at ease?

No matter which one it is, Mu Huan just wants to find out all the truth, and then let the scumbag and poisonous woman die clearly! Especially Yin Shumo, who has attacked her child more than once.

From beginning to end, she only cared about the feelings of her three children, and the only ones she wanted to protect were her three children.

Seeing that the hatred for Feng Tingbei in Mu Huan's eyes had not diminished, Bo Xianchuan patted her shoulder with relief and expressed that he would support her to the end.

After all, Feng Tingbei's beauty is too alluring. From now on, he will get along day and night, so he can't do it without giving his little aunt a vaccination.

Gululu——

Senbao's belly suddenly made a sound.

Mu Huan saw that it was almost noon. The little guy had been busy all morning and should be hungry. She said distressedly, "What does Senbao want to eat? Mommy will make it for you."

When Bo Xianchuan heard that his aunt was cooking in person, he immediately became energetic and rushed to say: "I want to eat——"

"I didn't ask you, let's go." Mu Huan put her eldest nephew aside, with only her little Sen treasure in her gentle eyes.

Bo Xianchuan, "..."

He felt bitter, but he didn't cry.

Xiao Senbao is not picky about food, as long as it is fresh and delicious, he can eat it. Mu Huan simply takes the little guy to the kitchen, and she will make whatever he chooses.

Bo Xianchuan kept winking at his little cousin. He would eat everything anyway, so why not choose a few things he likes?

It's not easy for him to be a "miracle doctor", so he should take some good supplements.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Senbao still remembered the previous grudge. No matter how Bo Xianchuan winked, he pretended not to see it and deliberately ordered dishes he didn't like.

Bo Xianchuan was so angry that he wanted to beat the child.

As a result, after Xiao Senbao pointed around, he told Mu Huan in sign language that he didn't want the ones he ordered and could do the rest as he pleased.

Only then did Bo Xianchuan smile, thinking that this boy had a conscience.

"Okay, mommy will make you some griddle potato slices, tomato and egg soup, cola chicken wings, crispy chicken tenders, and braised prawns. Then I'll bake you some animal crackers to eat in the afternoon, how about that?"

Xiao Senbao nodded happily, as long as it was cooked by mommy, he liked it. Especially home-cooked dishes, which chefs rarely cook and would not be able to eat even if they wanted to.

Bo Xianchuan hurriedly added, "Make more chicken wings and prawns."

Is it easy for humans to get to the top of the food chain? How can we respect ourselves if we don’t eat more meat?


Chapter completed!