My Guardian Mr Bo

He also wanted to prove that he was not... never here.

An Ge'er accepted it with tears, and besides that, the lawyer took out a letter, without saying anything, and handed it to An Ge'er.

When An Ge'er opened it slowly, there was a picture of a child on the letter.

Is her daughter.

The little guy was smiling happily in the stroller, facing the camera, and stretched out his hand to ask for a hug.

On the back of the photo, the words Qingjun and Powerful are written.

Bo Enyou.

Thank God, I hope you will be baptized by the rising sun from this world every day like a newborn baby.

To accept the beauty of this world.

Go and find a pair of beautiful eyes.

Be a god, lucky guy.

...

Even if he has always felt that he is the one abandoned by God, but now he won't think so, because the people he cares about in his heart are now better and happier than him.

Therefore, this is also his happiness.

Bo Enyou.

When Bo Yan walked over and saw An Ge'er stroked those three words with tears in tears, Bo Yan said: The name sounds good and the meaning is also very good. Thank you for the name he gave his daughter.

Invisibly, the name was settled like this.

After the funeral attended.

When everyone gradually receded, the graveyard in the evening also began to gradually rain.

The small daisies that fell to the ground, drilled out of the cracks in the stone, glowed with a faint fragrance of soil, and at this moment, a car stopped not far from the cemetery.

A figure came out.

He was slender, wearing a black knee-length windbreaker, slowly walking up the rain curtain, the rain gradually wet his hair, he didn't notice it.

Until a slender figure came down from the car, Fu Jiu was also wearing a black windbreaker, holding a large retro black umbrella with an intricately patterned handle in his long porcelain-white fingers, and chased him all the way.

Finally, he breathed slightly, watching him stop in front of a tomb.

She went up and covered him with an umbrella.

On the tombstone is a gentle and gentle man with glasses, with a faint smile on his lips. He is very good-looking. When Fu Jiu saw it, he knew at a glance that these two people were the father and son!

Su Chen placed a bunch of lilies in front of him and stood silently. At this moment, Fu Jiu found that there was a photo in another bunch of flowers under the tombstone.

She was slightly surprised and asked, "Su Chen, is that your mother?"

Su Chen was silent for a moment, and said two words, "No."

That was An Ge'er's mother, the woman he had loved all his life.

Fu Jiu frowned, "How can it work, we have to replace it with our mother." When she became angry, she even changed her name.

Su Chen grabbed her in time. In her puzzled sight, he sighed lightly and said slowly, "My mother once said that falling in love with my father is the hardest thing in her life, she I told you that she was so tired, and she was so tired that she was guarding a man who didn't love herself."

When Su Chen said this, he paused and continued, "So, I don't want him to see her when he goes down. I hope he will leave my mother far away."

If you do not love, please stop hurting.

...

After the two of them left, one was parked in a black car far outside the cemetery.

A middle-aged man slowly retracted his gaze until he watched them all leave.

He is dressed in white, his face is jade, and he wears rimless glasses with gold rim...