Chapter 1058
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"Yes, sir." He Jue left the office hurriedly.
The office was silent.
Suddenly, Di Haotian looked at the door of the lounge.
The door was slightly ajar. Someone had just pulled it open, but Di Haotian did not get up to see what was going on.
It was as if he had known from the beginning that someone was standing there.
Di Boling even forgot to close the door. He climbed onto the bed and lay down in his original position.
He glanced at Tang Bao next to him. She was still asleep.
But he did not dare to move, let alone speak.
Di Bo Ling was in a daze, and he looked a little scared.
He had heard everything that Di Haotian had said just now.
Wasn't he Di Junbai's son? How did he become Di Haotian's son? What was going on?
He was Tang Bao's son. His father was Di Junbai.
What did he have to do with Di Haotian?
He thought about how Di Haotian's hand was injured today, but then he thought about how Di Junbai had been hospitalized because of him.
He couldn't figure it out either.
Although Di Boling had doubts about this relationship, at least, he had planted a seed of conjecture in his heart.
Tang Bao was about to wake up when she felt someone snuggling into her arms.
She opened her eyes and saw Di Boling clinging to her like a little dumpling. He had just woken up and his big eyes were still in a daze. He started calling out, "Mommy …"
Tang Bao's heart skipped a beat. "Do you still want to sleep?"
"No."
Tang Bao knew that Di Boling already knew who his mommy was.
Seeing that he was a little nervous and embarrassed after calling out to her, Tang Bao couldn't help but laugh. "What's wrong?"
"Will you be unhappy if I call you that?"
"Of course not. I'll be very happy. "
"Then I'll call you that every time in the future, even in front of outsiders. Is that okay?" Di Boling asked expectantly.
"Okay, as long as you're happy, you can call me whatever you want." Tang Bao pinched his tender little face lovingly.
The door to the lounge was pushed open, and Di Haotian's tall black figure walked in.
Seeing that the two people on the bed had woken up, his dark eyes rippled slightly.
As for Di Boling, when he saw Di Haotian, his body tensed up, and his gaze was somewhat evasive.
Di Haotian glanced at him. "Do you want to get up?"
Tang Bao said, "He can't sleep."
"You don't look like you have enough clothes. Let me help you." Di Haotian took his clothes and helped him put them on.
Di Boling did not move. He sat down and allowed Di Haotian to help him.
Tang Bao was very surprised. Usually, when Di Boling was so close to Di Haotian, he would avoid him as far as possible! Why was he so calm today? This was not his style!
Di Boling did not even look at Di Haotian. He just let Di Haotian help him change his clothes.
He was wearing a child's pajamas.
When Di Boling came, he did not wear pajamas. In the end, he wore Di Haotian's pajamas. Later, Di Haotian asked someone to prepare a few sets of pajamas for him.
"You should feel honored that I'm helping you put on your clothes. Hmm? "Di Haotian said to him as he put on his pajamas.
"I didn't ask you to help me put on my clothes …" Di Boling said arrogantly like a rich young master.
Di Haotian looked at his angry face. When he was done putting on his clothes, he slapped him on the butt.
"Ah!" Di Boling was so scared that he immediately hugged his butt and moved to the side. He looked at Di Haotian defensively.
Di Haotian smiled, stood up, and walked to the bathroom.
Tang Bao was washing his face and putting on makeup.
"Are you done putting on his clothes?" Tang Bao asked.
"Yes."
"Do you feel that Boling has become very strange? After I woke up, he doesn't seem to dislike you so much anymore? "Tang Bao asked.
"Maybe it's because I saved him."
"You're right." Tang Bao thought about it. This must be the reason.
It was after this incident that Di Boling changed.
"Don't hug me. I want to draw my eyebrows." Her body was being hugged from behind. She struggled slightly.
Di Haotian took the pen that Tang Bao was about to draw and turned Tang Bao to face her. He was going to draw Tang Bao's face.
Tang Bao was so scared that he stepped back.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm drawing your eyebrows."
Tang Bao's face heated up. "You know how to draw women's eyebrows? Don't make me look like I can't be seen. "
"You're wearing men's clothing. Of course, you're going to draw a man's eyebrows. It's fine as long as they look like me." Di Haotian said as he went to draw her eyebrows.
Tang Bao was stunned and did not dare to move. He was afraid that he would ruin the drawing.
She thought that Di Haotian's face was handsome. His eyebrows were dark without drawing. They were cold and arrogant, sharp and handsome.
Did he want her eyebrows to look like his?
She felt that it was impossible to replicate. At most, they would look a little alike.
Di Boling walked to the bathroom door and saw Di Haotian drawing Tang Bao's eyebrows.
If it was in the past, he would have immediately rushed up and pushed Di Haotian away.
But now, he kept thinking about the words that Di Haotian said to He Jue in the office.
He did wake up because he seemed to have heard Di Junbai's voice.
But he did not expect to hear that kind of words.
If he was really Di Haotian's son, why did he grow up by Di Junbai's side?
Was Di Haotian good to him because he was his son?
Di Boling was very conflicted. He was also very distressed about such a complicated relationship …
Then, he quietly walked out of the lounge alone.
Di Haotian's deep gaze looked at the door. He pretended that nothing had happened and continued to draw Tang Bao's eyebrows …
After he finished drawing, Tang Bao looked at the mirror. She was actually amazed.
It was similar to what she had imagined. It could not be replicated, but it was very similar.
Tang Bao used to draw eyebrows to make herself look more masculine. But now, after Di Haotian's drawing, there was a cool handsomeness in the charm.
"Does it look good?" Di Haotian's strong chest pressed against her again.
He deliberately put pressure on Tang Bao so that she had to support herself with both hands. "It looks good."
"Next time, draw like this."
Tang Bao did not have any objections. But if you press on me like this, I have a problem. Her face was slightly hot. "You … Don't press on me like this. Get up. "
"This posture is not bad," Di Haotian said bossily.
"…" Tang Bao's face was slightly red. She moved away from him and went to the lounge. But she did not see Di Boling. "Where's Boling?"
"He's outside."
Tang Bao opened the door and walked out. She saw Di Boling sitting on the sofa in a daze.
There were all kinds of food on the coffee table. Tang Bao's favorite food and Di Boling's favorite food.
Tang Bao walked over. "These are our favorite food. Why aren't you eating?"
"I'm not in the mood to eat." Di Boling puffed up his cheeks.
Tang Bao laughed at his cuteness. "Why aren't you in the mood to eat? Is it because of what happened during the day? "
"Not really."
Tang Bao was confused. What kind of answer was that?
"Then can you tell me what happened?" Tang Bao asked.
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