"I didn't continue to question you in the office because I thought that if it was a small matter, it would be over. But now, your situation is getting worse and worse. Don't deny it. If I can't see this, can I still be considered as the leader of Tei? "
Tang Bao pursed his lips and turned his face to the side. "Do you really want to know what I'm thinking? I can tell you. "
"Why are you so nice to Di Boling? Is he … really just Di Junbai's son? Or is there something else you're hiding from me? "She did not get a reply from Di Haotian. Tang Bao turned to look at him.
She met Di Haotian's dark, bottomless eyes and wanted to see something in them.
She had never been able to see Di Haotian's thoughts. It was as if they were hidden in a bottomless pool, unfathomable.
But now, she saw the momentary pause in Di Haotian's dark eyes.
That was more than enough.
Di Haotian was really hiding something from her.
"I'll tell you after I've dealt with it. Is that okay?" Di Haotian's rough hand caressed her delicate face that had turned red from the water.
"Dealt with? Will I not know anything after you've dealt with it? "
"No."
Should Tang Bao believe Di Haotian?
Did he mean dealing with Di Boling when he said dealing with it?
Was it meaningful for him to deal with Di Boling or other people?
If something existed, it would always be there. It could not be changed.
What kind of mentality did Di Haotian have when he said the word "dealt with" to her so calmly?
Di Haotian's words were undoubtedly a knife to her heart.
Because it meant that the thing really did exist.
Di Haotian really had a fling with another woman and had a child with her …
Tang Bao felt that his head was a little dizzy, and he was about to fall over.
Di Haotian hugged her. "Bao?"
He carried her out and laid her flat on the bed, covering her with the blanket.
"I'll call the doctor." Di Haotian turned around and was about to leave when Tang Bao stopped him.
"I'm fine. Maybe it's the lack of oxygen." As Tang Bao spoke, his eyes turned red. He looked at Di Haotian and said, "Di Haotian, don't tell me that I'll regret coming back with you."
"Why would I regret it? You won't regret it. I won't give you this chance. "Di Haotian touched her face, his heart aching." Bao, what are you worried about? "
What was Tang Bao worried about? He was worried that she would become gullible and take other people's words seriously when it came to Di Haotian.
"I'm not worried about anything. I believe you," Tang Bao said.
She really wanted to believe it.
She believed in Di Haotian's feelings and possessiveness towards her.
Those feelings were real and could not be erased.
Why would she believe what others said and suspect Di Haotian instead?
Di Haotian hugged her in his arms. "I'll do anything except hurt you."
Tang Bao took these words as his moral support.
She was just too scared.
She could not hide anything from Di Haotian.
Di Haotian had barged into her life when she was still studying. What could she hide from him?
It was because of this that she showed such a helpless and vulnerable side in front of Di Haotian …
Di Boling sat on his bed after taking a shower. His handsome and cold face seemed to be thinking about something.
Then, he got down from the bed, opened the door and went out.
The servants did not say anything when they saw him. They went about their own business.
A small figure in a nightgown walked to the door of Di Junbai's room.
He knocked on the door, but no one answered.
He turned the doorknob and opened the door, but no one was inside.
He went to the bathroom, but no one was there either.
Di Boling rarely came to Di Junbai's room, except for the first day when he took a shower in Di Junbai's room. Then, he slept in the room that they had arranged for him.
He slept in the castle more often than in his own room.
When he thought of the people in the castle, his little soul was annoyed.
He walked around and saw the book beside Di Junbai's pillow.
He picked it up curiously to see what it was.
He flipped it open to take a look, and a photo fell out from it.
Di Boling squatted down and picked it up.
When he saw who was in the photo, his eyes froze.
Wasn't this person Di Jianhan and Di Yunxi's mother?
In that big bedroom, there was a photo frame on the bedside table. He had seen the woman in the photo before.
Also, when he was in the castle, Tang Bao would have two faces. One was with makeup and the other was without makeup.
He had seen both.
This person was exactly the same as the woman in the photo frame in the bedroom.
Why did his daddy have a photo of Tang Bao in the book?
In the past, he had asked Di Junbai to see his mommy's photo, but he didn't tell him.
It wasn't that there wasn't a photo, but that he didn't show it to him.
Could it be that he, Di Jianhan, and Di Yunxi had the same mommy?
Di Boling thought about why he liked Tang Bao. Now, he understood.
He unilaterally felt that Tang Bao was his mommy!
That must be it!
"What are you doing?" Di Junbai came back late. When he returned to his room, he saw Di Boling in his room.
Di Boling put the photo in the book, turned around, and looked at Di Junbai. He said, "When I was taking the book just now, a photo fell out. Daddy, is the person in the photo my mommy?"
Di Junbai was silent for a moment, then patted his head. "Go to sleep. It's late."
Di Boling wanted to ask more, but in the end, he didn't ask anything.
His daddy didn't say no. Did that mean that it was a tacit agreement?
Di Boling returned to his room. He lay on the bed and thought about it. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.
Tang Bao was indeed his woman.
If the woman was his mommy, then wasn't she his?
But in the next second, he couldn't laugh anymore.
If that was the case, then that tyrant was snatching his daddy's woman?
No wonder he didn't like him.
No, he had to think of a way to snatch his mommy back.
What method should he use?
The next day, Tang Bao went to the studio as usual. She couldn't just sit around and do nothing.
Otherwise, she would feel uneasy and her imagination would run wild.
She also tried her best to avoid Di Haotian. She said that she had work and didn't want him to appear in front of her.
This was definitely torture for Di Haotian.
Didn't he arrange for Tang Bao's studio to be beside him so that he could see her all the time?
But now, he didn't want to see her.
At this moment, Di Haotian was exuding a cold aura. No one dared to approach him.
They didn't understand who had provoked the Young Master.
When the secretary handed over the work report, he said, "Young Master, why don't you go to the studio?"
Because he could tell that the Young Master was in a good mood when he went to the studio.
Therefore, in order to make the atmosphere at Tei normal, he boldly spoke up.
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