Bo Leng was followed by Bo Fengyin, whose small head seed to shrink into his neck as he felt his little butt tingle with anticipated pain, even though it hadn’t been spanked yet. Before boarding the plane, Bo Leng lectured Bo Fengyin for a full five minutes. It was like a dean summoning a student to his office—a truly pitiful scene.
Si Mingjing stood by listening, thinking her older brother was being too harsh. She wasn’t overly concerned about the children’s studies. After all, her kids were born winners, destined to succeed effortlessly.
But Bo Leng wouldn’t let up. Seeing Si Lisao discussing academics with Ye Jingzhe nearby, Bo Leng knew the child he had raised wasn’t as self-disciplined as Ye Jingzhe, the Little Bingshan. Without supervision and motivation, Bo Fengyin would soon be left far behind by Ye Jingzhe.
Therefore, before leaving, Bo Leng specifically instructed Bo Fengyin, "Follow your big brother Ye Jingzhe’s study habits. You’re not allowed to play when he’s studying; you can only play when he does. Understand?"
What? Ye Jingzhe never seems to play. Whenever Mom and Dad aren’t around, he studies quietly. If I have to follow his pace, will I ever get to play?
Outwardly, Bo Fengyin agreed readily, but inwardly he thought, This little dragon absolutely cannot follow Ye Jingzhe’s pace!
Then there was Gu Changbin, who handed Gu Shurong a card. Before leaving, he patted the boy’s little head and said, "Uncle won’t be around to buy you treats or take you on trips. Buy whatever you want to eat; don’t try to save my money. As for studying, just do your best. Don’t put too much pressure on yourself."
Bo Fengyin’s ears perked up. How can two uncles be so different?
Bo Fengyin touched his own small pocket. "Uncle, I want so pocket money too."
Bo Leng gave him one word: "Scram!"
Then, Bo Fengyin, round and plump, practically rolled away.
He ran over to little chubby Gu Shurong and, like a good buddy, slung an arm over Gu Shurong’s shoulder. "Little brother... no, big bro! My dear big bro, let’s go buy so snacks together, okay?"
"No way! All this baby’s money is for taking care of my elder... Uh, I an, for , dear big bro!"
Even though they were actual brothers, children still had their favorites. Gu Shurong and Bo Fengyin weren’t very close yet. Naturally, his money was for spoiling his ’elder,’ not for sharing. He wasn’t a fool!
Sheng Liuyun and Yun Yin had no plans to leave. They had their own small businesses in Yecheng and had already taken Sheng Liangliang and Yun Xiaosu out to play.
Bo Fengyin felt truly pitiful. He had an uncle who wouldn’t spare a cent and a ’brother’ just as stingy, leaving him flat broke.
An idea struck him—he still had Third Uncle! He’d recently gotten friendly with Third Uncle, who was the richest of them all!
Bo Fengyin went to find Ye Shen.
Ye Shen was about to take Ye Nianbai out shopping. WHOOSH! Bo Fengyin yanked open the car door, jumped in, and enthusiastically hugged Ye Nianbai’s arm. "Bro, dear bro! From now on, this little brother is rolling with you!"
Ye Nianbai, whose wallet was bulging, puffed out his small chest. "Alright, little bro! Follow this young master, and I guarantee you’ll live well!"
Bo Fengyin was moved to tears. "Bro, I finally get it! You’re my real brother!"
Those other two are fakes! Anyone who doesn’t give money is just a fair-weather friend! Only Ye Nianbai is a real brother!
Si Lisao was also preparing to leave, and Ye Siyuan stood beside him, reluctant to see him go.
Si Lisao reached out, ruffled her hair a couple of tis, and said, "I’m going back to prepare the betrothal gifts. I’ll choose an auspicious day to deliver them, and then we can get engaged."
Hearing this, Ye Siyuan finally agreed to let him leave, her heart filled with anticipation for their engagent.
A look of affection softened Si Lisao’s mature, handso face. "You can start preparing your engagent gown now."
"Ah, that can’t be rushed. Even if I order the engagent gown now, it will take at least a month to make."
Si Lisao smiled and bid her farewell. "Take your ti preparing."
After watching Si Lisao depart, Ye Siyuan imdiately called her personal fashion designer to order her engagent gown, along with matching jewelry and shoes. Her heart, already dreaming of the wedding, thumped wildly.
Yan Zhenxi had no imdiate plans to leave Yecheng. Her family wanted to enjoy the city for a few more days, so Yan Zhenxi’s favorite pasti beca teasing Ye Siyuan.
Holding a calendar, she deliberately said, "Siyuan, I’ve checked, and there isn’t a single auspicious day for the next two months. I’m afraid your beloved won’t be coming to propose anyti soon, alas..."
Ye Siyuan grabbed a cushion from the sofa and threw it at Yan Zhenxi. "You’re too an! When you married my cousin, I wasn’t this horrid to you. Our sisterhood is over! Don’t talk to for the rest of the day!"
Yan Zhenxi clutched the cushion, laughing until she was doubled over.
Si Mingjing laughed too, joining Yan Zhenxi in teasing Ye Siyuan.
Si Mingjing said, "The Undersea World’s calendar is different from the one on land. I’ve checked, and there’s an auspicious day next week. I think the Crown Prince will choose that day to send the betrothal gifts. Don’t worry, you won’t be left waiting."
"Who’s worried? I’m not playing with you two anymore!"
Ye Siyuan covered her face with her hands, blushing.
She ran outside and took out her phone to check the dates herself.
And indeed, there was an auspicious day the following week—a day free of all taboos, perfect for any undertaking. An absolutely wonderful day!
Si Mingjing sat in the living room for a while longer, then left to find her two ntors. She finally spotted one of them, Zhang ii, in Da Bai’s courtyard, feeding the large creature at. Si Mingjing approached and said, "ntor, I’ve already called my senior martial brother. He said he’ll buy a plane ticket tomorrow to co and visit you."
Zhang ii stroked Da Bai’s thick, lion-like mane. "Even Da Bai has been raised to be so strong and healthy."
"Yes, Xiaobai feeds him raw at every day. If this continues, I’m afraid Da Bai will lose his fighting spirit."
Da Bai clearly disagreed with Si Mingjing, letting out a low growl of dissatisfaction.
Si Mingjing soothed Da Bai. "I’ll take you hunting soday."
Pointing to the mountains northwest of Yecheng, Si Mingjing said, "Mo Yinhe told those mountains are ho to many precious dicinal herbs and various wild animals. I want to go and see what herbs can be found. By the way, ntor, I’d like to establish a traditional Chinese dicine departnt at Yecheng University. Would you be willing to teach there?"
"Passing down the Zhang Family’s traditional Chinese dicine knowledge would be a very good thing."
Zhang ii continued, "My father took on many disciples in his ti. Although they weren’t very famous, their dical skills were quite competent..."
"Then let’s invite all the martial uncles to teach. I believe traditional Chinese dicine should be promoted as widely as Western dicine, rather than taught one-on-one. That thod produces too few students, which is why traditional dicine isn’t as renowned as Western dicine. ntor, I want to promote traditional Chinese dicine and let people know it’s in no way inferior to Western dicine."
With her vengeance exacted, this beca her future goal.
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