Downstairs, there was no sign of Bo Qing, but the servants were busy.
The little one looked around with his eyes but didn't see Bo Qing. Then he reached out his small hand and tugged on Bo Huan's clothes.
"Mommy... Daddy..."
Bo Huan could hear that the little one was looking for Bo Qing's figure, and a warmth spread in her Feng Mou. The natural bond between father and son is truly remarkable.
Bo Huan squatted down to soothe the little one's emotions.
"Does Bo Baobei miss Daddy?"
"Mm-hmm."
Seeing the serious expression on the little version of Bo Qing nodding along with her, Bo Huan let out a soft laugh.
"Hmm..."
After inquiring with the servants, Bo Huan learned that Bo Qing had left early in the morning. She then comforted Bo Baobei and joined the little one for breakfast.
After breakfast, just as Bo Huan was about to take the little one to the flower garden for some fresh air, she received a call from Su Li.
