Fu Chi could naturally feel the extraordinary nefarious aura cascading from the man standing before him. Concealing his emotion, he lifted his long eyelashes and his thin lips gently and elegantly curled into a smile, "Kid, I could have a baby with my friend anytime for fun. Would Mr. Bo like to be the godfather?"
Bo Qingyu: "Hiss. I am increasingly discovering how annoying you are."
Fu Chi nodded: "So you might as well just hold on to Little Summer."
Bo Qingyu smirked, a wave of roguish charm radiating from him, "I want to hold on to Jiang Ruan too, but you won't allow it. How about we negotiate?"
On hearing this, Jiang Ruan, holding Little Summer, walked over, "You're almost 30, an old man. When will you consider settling down?"
She really didn't understand Bo Qingyu.
While he seemed to have everything and appeared indifferent to the world, she had come to understand his past over the duration of their acquaintance. Bo Qingyu was... quite lonely, wasn't he?
