The two naive guys on this side were grinning with joy, while Bo Shiyu on the other side was in great pain!

The father and son, who usually argue with each other, unexpectedly get together.

The young boy looked at the unknown thing in the white porcelain plate in front of him, which was pitch black...dark purple with a hint of blue vegetable juice, and was silent for a while...he opened his mouth but stopped himself from speaking.

He frowned, looked up at the expectant look on his good-for-nothing father's tense face, then looked down at the dark dish on the table.

Bo Shiyu pursed his lips, and the hand holding the chopsticks was hesitant to move. He looked at his dog father again, and his dark eyes were full of incomprehension.

Is this dog man stupid?

Do you hate him to this extent?

Are you so angry that you don't even care if you poison him in public?

President Bo didn't notice anything wrong and was looking at his adopted son with a slightly shining eye. Seeing that his adopted son was reluctant to start eating, Bo Yanzhou thought that he was moved by his cooking skills.

Therefore, he raised his hand and patted his adopted son on the shoulder: "Don't be too moved. Although you are usually disrespectful to your father, ordering him around, and throwing tantrums every day, but!"

"No matter what! I'm still your father! It's my duty as a father to cook for my son. Come and try it!"

Bo Shiyu: “…”

He turned his head to look at his father, whose eyes were sparkling. He could even feel his father's urgency as he poked his shoulder and pushed him forward.

.........

Are you so anxious to poison him to death?

Actually...in this life, Bo Yanzhou's thoughts are easy to guess.

He was so proud when cooking. Besides wanting to show off his awesomeness in front of himself, didn't he just want to cook a table full of dishes for Zhuzhu?

Um.

For my sister!

The young boy gritted his teeth, picked up a piece with chopsticks, and just as he put it to his mouth, Bo Yanzhou came over with shining eyes.

He paused, turned around, and asked back with some concern: "What did you do?"

The CEO blinked, his expression and movements showing some pride. He raised his chin and said, "Stir-fried cabbage!"

Bo Shiyu directly Σ(°°|||)! ! !

The young boy almost spit out a mouthful of blood. His eyes widened, and he did not hide the shock on his face: "Cabbage!?? Cabbage is purple-blue??"

"You're not going to poison it, are you?"

When the CEO heard this, his handsome face darkened and he almost exploded with anger at this unfilial son!

He sneered and scoffed, "Heh."

"You're so ignorant, you've never seen purple cabbage, and yet you have the nerve to blame your father? Your father was so kind as to cook for you, and you actually dare to insult his cooking skills like that!"

Good good good!!!

The man sneered and turned around angrily.

The person in front of me was tall and his back looked unusually lonely and sad for some reason, as if he was really hurt by his own child.

Bo Shiyu looked at him like that, and for some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable...

Thinking back on every moment he had spent with Bo Yanzhou since his rebirth... Bo Shiyu suddenly realized... it seemed... that in this life, because of the hatred he had from his previous life, he had never been nice to this bastard.

Especially when Zhuzhu was not around, the two of them were just speaking frankly to each other.

They sprayed each other mercilessly.

But...the dog man is obviously much more tolerant of himself than in his previous life.

If it were in his previous life, he was sure that if he dared to speak to Bo Yanzhou like this, he would definitely take action instead of just talking!

How could I still argue with him?

Throwing him in the basement would be the best solution!

But, apart from this, Bo Yanzhou's style of doing things in other matters is extremely similar to the "Bo Yanzhou" in his previous life, almost exactly the same.

Therefore, he often couldn't be sure whether this father of his was the one who abandoned him in his previous life...

He often dares not relax.

But now...

Looking at the trace of hurt revealed in the back of the tall and straight man in front of him...for some reason, Bo Shiyu subconsciously thought that he should be different from the person in his previous life.

The young boy lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand. Before he could say anything, the angry president tilted his head slightly, glanced at his adopted son with a cold face and narrow eyes, then raised his hand and pulled his sleeve that was grabbed and pulled it hard, and took a wrong step to the side.

The whole look of "I don't want to pay attention to you" is cold and arrogant.

Bo Shiyu: “…”

He just didn't let me try a dish, why is he acting like a spoiled brat again?

The little boy's mouth twitched as he noticed the camera was zooming in, and he felt awkward. Although he was very good at coaxing children, he really didn't know how to coax his father.

In addition, he still had a filter for the bastard from his previous life, so he was thinking that even though it was in public, what if he was so crazy that he wanted to poison himself? This was also possible, right?

After standing there at a loss for a moment, he lowered his eyes, touched his nose, and stepped forward to tug at Bo Yanzhou's sleeve: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. It's just that the color of the dish you cooked is too scary..."

Upon hearing this, President Bo, who was always unyielding, immediately began to sneer in a sarcastic tone, "Haha, forget it. If an apology is useful, why do we need the police?"

Bo Shiyu was embarrassed and said, "I didn't mean it..."

President Bo sneered, "It wasn't intentional... Why didn't you say you didn't mean it when you hurt my young heart?"

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