Having Triplets With Potent CEO

Bo fengran narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"

"I just want my aunt to recognize the facts. Now it's up to me to revive the Qiao family and the children in my belly. Haven't you seen the old man look at my belly just now? The old man likes children and grandchildren best, otherwise he won't like this picture of Fengming mountain so much. If I have something to do with the children in my belly now, I'm afraid it won't do your son any good."

"You!"

The picture of Fengming Mountain Residence is a landscape picture. At the same time, there are pictures of children playing. The old man just touched the place where children play.

What the elderly, especially those who are already 100 years old, like most is the picture of children breaking their knees. Tang Mengqian saw through the old man's mind at a glance, so she was 100% sure to threaten Bo fengran.

Bo fengran felt as bad as eating flies, but now she really had nothing to do. No matter how much she hated, she had to swallow it.

Almost everyone who should have arrived.

The old man looked at the crowd, and the seventh uncle immediately guessed his mind, "old man, you're looking at Bo Zong Bo Biao, young master. They haven't arrived yet."

"Well, wait."

People around began to talk, but no one dared to say anything to his face. After a while, uncle Qi heard the servant coming and hurried out to meet him.

"Mr. Bo, is this... Young master?!"

As like as two peas, he saw the thin face of the two adorable faces.

Bo Qichen drooped his eyes, "HMM."

Bow your head and reach out to Bo Ye.

Bo Ye glances at him, purses his small mouth, and puts his small hand in the palm of his hand. Bo Qichen's eyes flash slightly. Unexpectedly, he cooperates so well, holding Bo Ye's small hand and entering the family banquet hall together.

"Mr. Bo, the young master is here!"

Words fell, almost everyone's eyes fell on the two people who came in at the door.

At the door, a tall man led a five-year-old child who was also wearing a black suit in. The man's face was as handsome as God, his expressionless face was cold, and his whole body exuded a cold temperament and Weiya, who was not allowed to enter by strangers, which made people dare not look more.

At the same time, Bo Ye has no expression on his face, just like his poker face.

All Bo's family were stunned when they appeared one big and one small.

Jonah tightened his hand.

Bo Ye, is this good?

The old man also had the same question. Bo ye came up and respectfully congratulated the old man on his birthday. "Grandpa, I wish you a long life."

The old man looked a little surprised.

Bo Ye said word by word, "Bo Ye's illness has been much better. It has always been his mother... Aunt Tang takes care of me, so I can get better."

The old man looked more kindly, "Oh, who is aunt Tang?"

"Aunt Tang came with me today. She also wants to wish grandpa a happy birthday."

The old man gave the seventh uncle a wink. The seventh uncle immediately understood and asked someone to invite the 'aunt Tang'. Qiao Nancheng wondered who the aunt Tang was and looked at it together.

Tang Qingge wore a light blue dress today. Her makeup was light. With a smile, she took away the soul of everyone present. She held a picture in her hand, like a fairy in the picture.

Qiao Nancheng put all his thoughts on her. A trace of amazement flashed in her eyes. She knew she was beautiful, but then Qiao Nancheng's heart flashed complex. Has Bo Ye been taken care of by Tang Qingge?