Xiaotuanzi pursed his lips, with determination in his dark eyes: "If he doesn't want me, I can follow you."

Nan Yan's heart trembled. She was filled with sourness and hugged Jun Xiaomo tightly.

She never thought that Jun Xiaomo would have such thoughts.

"Mo'er, your father will be sad if he finds out."

"But it's him who doesn't want me first, not me who doesn't want him."

He just doesn't want to stay in this palace anymore.

He no longer wants the status of the heir apparent, the fine clothes and fine food.

Even if you eat chaffy vegetables, you will be happier than staying in the palace.

"Mo'er," Nan Yan touched Xiaotuanzi's head helplessly, "do you believe me?"

Xiaotuanzi nodded: "Letter."

"Then you have to believe me. Jun Juechen has you as his son in his heart. Everything he did before was all for you. It's just that he is arrogant and doesn't know how to love and protect you."

A person who seldom gets along with a child has no idea how to love and care for her.

What's more, he is an arrogant and conceited person like Jun Juechen.

Outside the door, Jun Juechen originally wanted to push the door open, but stopped at Nan Yan's words.

There was a sneer on the corner of his lips.

Arrogant and conceited?

However, Jun Juechen did not expect that Jun Xiaomo really had the idea of ​​leaving the palace. He thought it was just the little guy's temporary angry words.

At this moment, Nan Yan didn't notice that Jun Juechen's aura had appeared outside the door. She was focused on the little dumpling in front of her.

Xiaotuanzi's voice was still a bit choked up: "Then Aunt Nan, can I not call you Aunt Nan from now on? Can I call you mother like Xiaobao?"

Looking at Xiaotuanzi's expectant eyes, Nanyan couldn't bear to refuse, but she also knew that Jun Xiaomo was not her son.

He is Jun Juechen's son.

"You have a mother, so calling me mother might be inappropriate."

Xiaotuanzi buried his little head in Nan Yan's arms: "Then I will call you secretly in private without letting others hear."

"No way," Nan Yan couldn't bear it, but still refused firmly, "You know, I don't want to have anything to do with Jun Juechen. Even the Xiaobao brothers and sisters, I don't want Jun Juechen to see them.

"

Xiaotuanzi curled his lips and wanted to cry, but he didn't cry out. He tried to keep his voice steady, but he still swallowed with tears.

"Then I will try to break away from my father as soon as possible. In this case, I can secretly call you mother."

Outside the door.

Jun Juechen's face turned black and he clenched his fists tightly.

The veins on his forehead were bulging, and his eyes were filled with anger.

With a bang, he pushed open the door and walked in quickly.

The voices of the two people in the room suddenly stopped. Nan Yan's face was stiff, and he turned his head stiffly, his embarrassed eyes falling on Jun Juechen's face.

She always felt like she was kidnapping someone's son and being caught.

Jun Xiaomo was really upset, wishing that Jun Juechen would immediately expel him from the palace so that he could be Nan Yan's son.

So he suppressed all the grievances and resentments on his face, looked at Jun Juechen coldly, and buried his little head in Nan Yan's arms.

"Nan Yan, I thought you just wanted to take advantage of Mo'er, but I didn't expect that you actually wanted to kidnap my son with evil intentions?"
Chapter completed!