"Yay!" Mo Baobao jumped up happily, like a small cannonball, and wanted to rush into Mo Xialan's arms: "Mommy, you are the best mommy in the world." ”

"Wouldn't it be a good mommy if I didn't give you a part?" Mo Xialan said angrily.

Mo Baobao scratched his little head: "It's still a good mommy." ”

Mo Xialan knew, it wasn't the best, she flicked Mo Baobao's head, and told him to discuss with her no matter what he did in the future, and if he hid it from her again, she wouldn't forgive him so easily, and then let him study the recipes for the next competition.

The next day, the mother and son went to Bo's together, because the filming venue of the Chef Competition was in Bo's, and she was also revising the script in Bo's recently.

Mo Xialan was frightened, for fear of being discovered by Bo Jingcheng, but thinking that Bo Jingcheng would have every opportunity, how could he have the leisure to care about these things?

She was so depressed that she was not in a state of work all day, and she didn't even find out when Bo Jingcheng came, but it was the screenwriter of the song seat who touched her that she reacted.

"Ah, Mr. Bo, why are you here?" Mo Xialan saw Bo Jingcheng and said with a weak heart.

Bo Jingcheng coughed lightly: "Treat." "The last time he ate Mo Xialan's bento, he thought about it recently, so he thought about inviting guests as soon as possible, so that he wouldn't have to affect his work because of this matter in the future.

Mo Xia Lan breathed a sigh of relief, not for Mo Baobao!

She smiled: "No need, it's just to invite Mr. Bo to eat some homely food, where is the need for you to invite back?" ”

Bo Jingcheng retreated and invited the entire screenwriting team, so Mo Xialan couldn't refuse, so she could only nod and agree.

After Bo Jingcheng finished speaking, he turned around and left, just walking not far.

"Mommy! The baby will bring you a bento. ”

A crisp children's voice came, and Bo Jingcheng looked over, but could only see a small cheerful back......

"Wow, Xiao Mengmeng is really cute, how nice it would be if I had such a son!"

"Wangcai, wake her up!"

"Can't I even imagine it? But don't you think Xiao Mengmeng and Mr. Bo are very similar? ”

Bo Jingcheng, who was passing by, frowned tightly, after getting off work yesterday, he was called by his father and scolded him for a while, and after scolding him without a beginning, he asked him to think clearly and then take the child back to admit his mistake to him.

Child? Where did the children come from?

Bo Jingcheng only thought that her father wanted to go crazy with his grandson, but now it seems that this is not the case?

He returned to the office and instructed the special assistant: "Go and get Xiao Mengmeng's information." ”

The efficiency of the special assistant was very high, and in less than ten minutes, Mo Baobao's information was already on his desk.

Bo Jingcheng looked at his reproduced little face, and rarely fell into contemplation, is there really two people in the world who are so similar?

What surprised him even more was that Mo Baobao was still Mo Xialan's son.

But he and Mo Xialan only met a few days ago, so it is impossible for him to have contact before this, is this really just a coincidence?

Inexplicably, he remembered the familiar fragrance on Mo Xialan's body, and his eyes sank slightly.

There was a knock on the door.

Bo Jingcheng came back to his senses: "Enter." ”

Special booster entered the door, holding a dessert in his hand and putting it in front of Bo Jingcheng: "Boss, this is Mo Baobao's work in this competition, and the director asked me to send a copy for you to taste." ”

Bo Jingcheng snorted and motioned for the special assistant to leave.

The special assistant turned around with interest, but when he opened the door, he saw Mo Xialan who happened to be coming: "Miss Mo." ”

"Xu Tezhu." Mo Xialan greeted with a smile: "I'll send the script to Mr. Bo to see, is Mr. Bo inside?" ”

"Yes, Miss Mo, please." Xu Tezhu pushed the door open and turned sideways to let Mo Xia Lan in.

After Mo Xialan thanked him, he entered the office.

Inside, Bo Jingcheng was tasting desserts, originally he hated this kind of greasy food, but this did not make him feel greasy, but attracted him to taste it.

I couldn't help but take a bite, but I didn't think that I happened to catch up with Mo Xialan who walked in.

Bo Jingcheng: "...... "Why is this woman eating every time she comes?"

At this time, he should have put down the dessert in his hand, but he was reluctant to give up, so he solved the dessert in his hand elegantly and quickly, and then looked at Mo Xialan casually.

But I didn't want to meet her surprised eyes.

Bo Jingcheng coughed lightly: "What's wrong?" ”

"Well, it's nothing, it's just that I think of the rumors that Mr. Bo doesn't like sweets, and it seems that the rumors can't be believed." Mo Xialan also said a little embarrassed.

She really wanted to pat her head in annoyance, what do people like to eat, is it so shocking?

Fortunately, Bo Jingcheng didn't dwell on this matter, he asked: "The script has been revised?" ”

Mo Xialan thought of her intentions, and put the refined script in front of Bo Jingcheng: "Fortunately, I am not dishonored." ”

Bo Jingcheng raised the corners of his lips, and pressed his slender hand on the script, he didn't turn it over, but raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Xialan: "Miss Mo has a son?" ”

Mo Xialan's heart jumped wildly because of her words, and she endured it so that she didn't let herself show panic.

She glanced at Bo Jingcheng, who seemed to be just a normal inquiry.

But is that really the case?

Mo Xialan couldn't be sure, she hummed and said, "Yes, didn't you already say it before?" ”

Bo Jingcheng observed Mo Xialan's expression: "Miss Mo, it doesn't seem that you were surprised to see me before. ”

Mo Xialan has now determined that Bo Jingcheng has seen Mo Baobao's appearance.

The more this happens, the more you can't panic! Mo Xialan smiled: "Am I not surprised? Mr. Bo is afraid that he forgot that we met for the first time, and I was scared by you to say that I was a food delivery! ”

Looking at Mo Xialan's troubled appearance, Bo Jingcheng snorted, "I'm sorry, I forgot, I don't know where the child's father is now, if it's convenient, I want to meet." ”

"I think it's better to be free." Mo Xia Lan bluntly refused.

Bo Jingcheng didn't seem to expect Mo Xialan to refuse so decisively, he was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why?" ”

"You've seen my son, you should know how similar you are, if my husband knows, then you can't suspect that we have a leg when you go home?" Mo Xialan said half-jokingly.

The corners of Bo Jingcheng's mouth twitched, but she couldn't find a reason to refute it, because what Mo Xialan said was the truth.

He also went down the stairs and reminded Mo Xialan not to forget the dinner in the evening, and then he asked Mo Xialan to leave.

In the huge office, only Bo Jingcheng was left, his fingers tapped rhythmically on the script in front of him, and after hesitating for a while, he dialed the inside line of the special assistant.

"Get a little cute hair and send it for a DNA test."

He calmly finished his command, turned his chair around, and stared out the floor-to-ceiling window.

The perfect side face reflected in the glass is so obscure......