Even Xiao Qinglin's face showed a hint of surprise.

Then he frowned again.

Shen Yibai was standing next to them.

He thought Bo Wanhua was crazy and had recognized the wrong person.

He actually mistook his uncle for him.

Shen Yibai stepped forward.

Grabbing Bo Wanhua's arm: "Mom, I'm here, I'm Yibai."

Bo Wanhua didn't even look at Chen Yibai.

She just stared at Bo Jinxiu with a fixed gaze.

Bo Wanhua's tears had already blurred her vision.

She held Bo Jinxiu tightly: "Son, my son!"

At this moment, Bo Wanhua seemed to be trapped in a demonic barrier.

Everything around me disappeared.

Only Bo Jinxiu was left.

She looked at him deeply.

It was as if I saw the shadow of my beloved.

It's her and Brother Bai's child.

His eyebrows and eyes look like both Bai Qinghuan and her.

Bo Wanhua's heart was deeply hurt.

It hurts so much that I can't breathe.

It's not just the deep guilt and self-blame he felt for harming so many people.

There is also an indescribable regret and hatred.

If she had known from the beginning that Bo Jinxiu was her child.

If only I could accompany him and raise him since he was young.

If these girls were by her side and called her mom,

What a happy feeling that would be.

With so many problems, she struggles in hell every day. She regards Bo Jinxiu as the devil of purgatory.

Turns out, it’s not.

He is not!

She could have been happy and cheerful.

She couldn't even imagine what would happen if she knew she had a child with Brother Bai.

How happy she should be.

But all of this was ruined.

All destroyed by my own hands.

She slowly raised her hand, wanting to touch Bo Jinxiu's face.

She looked at him infatuatedly, with a complicated expression, and her eyes were like a whirlwind rolling up waves and thunder and rain roaring.

But before his fingers touched Bo Jinxiu's face.

Bo Jinxiu took a step back calmly.

Lian Lu also pulled his arm out from Bo Wanhua's palm.

Bo Jinxiu's voice was cold: "Sister, you've got the wrong person."

The word "elder sister" instantly woke Bo Wanhua up.

It's like a knife.

The relationship between the two people is severed and clearly separated.

The regret in her eyes surged like a tide.

Bo Wanhua knew that there was no way she could get out alive today.

If you don't say something, you will never have the chance to say it again.

Bo Wanhua fell to her knees with a thud.

She prostrated herself at Bo Jinxiu's feet.

Tears and sobs.

"Ah Xiu, I was wrong. It was God who played a huge joke on us, separating us from each other. You are not a bastard. You are the child of Bai Qinghuan and me. Ah Xiu, do you know? Your biological father is Bai Qinghuan. You are our child..."

Bo Wanhua was so sad that she almost died.

What on earth did she do with these things?

Is there anything more cruel than this in the world?

Shen Yibai was almost stunned watching from the side.

What is Bo Wanhua saying?

Uncle is the child of mother and Bai Qinghuan?

Although Shen Yibai couldn't accept it.

But at this moment, he knew that Bo Wanhua was definitely not talking nonsense.

My uncle is actually my mother’s child.

In other words, the uncle is not his uncle, but his biological brother?

Shen Yibai stood nearby, too shocked to speak.

But if uncle is really my mother's child, why would she want to kill him despite all the trouble?