Chapter 242: Did the little bun miss me?
On the spacious stage, there were only Bo Jinzhou and Xiao Taozhi.
Little Taozhi held the painting in her hand, raised it high, and gave it to Bo Jinzhou: "Here, Daddy gives it to you. This is what Zhizhi drew herself!"
The man's long, crow-feather eyelashes drooped slightly, and his deep gaze suddenly became extremely gentle when it met Xiao Taozhi's clear eyes.
Looking at the small figure in front of him whom he had not seen for a long time, Bo Jinzhou suddenly choked up in his throat.
He paused for a moment before saying, "I know."
As soon as he saw those silly stick figure heads, he knew they were made by Xiao Taozhi.
He knew this little milk bun's painting skills very well.
I'm just not good at drawing, but I like to draw that kind of things. Whatever I draw doesn't look like anything, except for a stick figure, which looks somewhat decent.
Bo Jinzhou did not immediately take the painting from Xiao Taozhi's hand.
His deep gaze gently fell on Xiao Taozhi, and he looked her small body up and down many times to make sure that she had not suffered any harm.
Then he slowly squatted down, stretched out his long arms, and held Xiao Taozhi in his arms.
At that time, before little Taozhi could react, her whole body was already enveloped by a heavy woody fragrance, which wrapped around her small body and made her feel very safe.
Little Taozhi was stunned for a moment before she hugged Bo Jinzhou back with her little paws.
Her two black cat-like pupils blinked and she mumbled, "Baby Bo, what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing, I was just thinking..."
The man rested his forehead on Xiao Taozhi's thin shoulders and said in a muffled voice, "It's been so long since we last met, did you miss me, little bun?"
After joining forces with Lu Ting to send Xiao Taozhi out of the Federation, he was always worried about Xiao Taozhi's safety.
However, before the news of Zhang Jincai and Xiao Taozhi arriving safely at their destination came, several incidents of mutant species injuring people occurred in succession in the Federation.
In addition, after Mr. Bo took back Bo Yifan's power in the Bo family company, the heavy burden of the entire Bo family fell on his shoulders.
He has been extremely busy these days.
Occasionally, when he had some free time, he would go to Lu Ting to ask about Xiao Taozhi's news, but Lu Ting refused to talk about it.
Until by chance, he saw Xiao Taozhi on a blind date show on TV.
After he finished dealing with everything, he rushed over without stopping, wanting to take the opportunity of attending Pei Yan's mother's birthday to ask him about Xiao Taozhi's whereabouts.
But before coming, he suddenly discovered that his invitation was missing!
After some investigation, it was discovered that Wen Su accidentally took the invitation card away as garbage when he was processing the documents on his desk, and sent it to the document processing department for shredding.
Before it was completely processed, it was taken away by assistant Zhao Song, Mr. No. 438 in this game.
Thinking of this, Bo Jinzhou raised his eyes slightly and glanced indifferently in Zhao Song's direction.
Zhao Song was already feeling guilty. He had never seen Bo Jinzhou's gaze so frightening, like an icy blade, and he was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his back and he collapsed in his seat.
"Of course Zhizhi misses her daddy."
Little Taozhi stretched out his soft white little paws and tapped Bo Jinzhou's back gently, again and again.
The crisp little baby voice floated into Bo Jinzhou's ears, along his earlobe, and slowly flowed into his heart.
Suddenly, a warm feeling rose in his heart.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Taozhi felt that the tall body leaning on his shoulder suddenly shook twice.
She turned her pink little face and saw a faint smile appearing on the man's usually rigid and indifferent handsome face.
But at the same time, the little guy could tell at a glance that the man's chin was much sharper than before, his jaw line was sharper, and he was obviously thinner.
Xiao Taozhi suddenly felt sad.
She raised her soft little hand and gently rubbed the bluish skin under Bo Jinzhou's eyes with her round knuckles: "Dad, during all these days when Zhizhi was away, have you listened to Grandpa Bo's words and eaten well and slept well?"
"Yeah." Bo Jinzhou nodded slightly.
Coupled with the warm lighting, the atmosphere on the stage was very sentimental.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yucheng had been annoyed with Bo Jinzhou for a long time. He impatiently moved his crossed leg from the left to the right:
"Has that Bo kid finished the emotional drama of the father-daughter reunion? Why are those two hands stuck to the bean sprouts like they were 502 glued together?! Can you get addicted to hugging?"
As soon as Xiao Yucheng finished speaking, a figure suddenly walked onto the stage and took Xiao Taozhi out of Bo Jinzhou's arms.
Being suddenly picked up, Xiao Taozhi instinctively hugged the man's neck, and then she saw the man in front of her clearly.
She waved the scroll in her hand and murmured strangely, "Pei Baba, what are you doing on the stage? Zhizhi hasn't given the painting to Bo Baba yet!"
Pei Yan snorted coldly, his tone a little sour: "What? Now that you have your father Bo, you don't need to have father Pei anymore, right?"
"No..." Xiao Taozhi shook his head.
Next second.
Pei Yan was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He snatched the painting from Xiao Taozhi's hand while she wasn't paying attention.
Xiao Taozhi wanted to stop him: "Dad, Daddy Bo paid for this painting. It's his."
"Yeah?"
Pei Yan narrowed his peach blossom eyes and looked at Bo Jinzhou, whose expression was stiff and serious, provocatively: "Isn't it just 50 million? Here's 60 million, and I want that painting."
After saying that, Pei Yan generously threw a black card to Bo Jinzhou.
Coincidentally, the black card was the one that Nangong Yao threw in front of Pei Yan two or three hours ago.
Nangong Yao recognized him at a glance. She sneered, "I didn't expect that the richest man in Kendenia would be so shameless. How shameless."
As she spoke, Nangong Yao subconsciously clenched her fist.
Upon hearing this, Lu Ting raised his eyelids and looked towards the stage along with everyone else.
Bo Jinzhou didn't take the black card from Pei Yan's hand. He pushed the frame of his glasses with his slender middle finger and said, "Mr. Pei, why didn't you bid during the auction just now?"
Pei Yan's hand froze in the air, maintaining the same position. Feeling a little tired, he walked closer and directly dropped the card into Bo Jinzhou's pocket.
"What millions? The price I offered is just to give Xiao Taozhi face. In my opinion, my daughter's paintings are naturally priceless treasures."
Pei Yan also wanted to take it home and frame it!
Bo Jinzhou took the card out of his pocket and threw it aside: "But Mr. Pei, since I have already bought this painting, I own it."
(End of this chapter)
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