"If it’s inconvenient, you can bring Xunxun to our house. Bo Zhi and his dad can look after Xunxun, giving you two ti to sort out your own matters."
Mou Wen had anticipated that Yuran might look down on her or think she was being opportunistic, and perhaps even make so unfair demands. But she hadn’t expected Yuran to say sothing like this. To her, it was a lifeline.
Without her son, the most important bargaining chip, many of Bo Zhi’s threats couldn’t trouble her.
For this, she was very grateful to Yuran.
Yuran had a great conversation with Mou Wen and found herself quite fond of the girl. As she was leaving, she looked at Mou Wen seriously, "If you end up with Bo Zhi, I would be very happy.
Because I really like you."
After eting Xunxun one last ti, Yuran finally left. Mou Wen, observing Bo Yan walking over to Yuran, was shocked and a bit at a loss, realizing she had indeed given them a difficult problem.
Bo Yan simply nodded at her and then led Yuran away from her sight.
That evening, Yuran returned ho and surprisingly found her daughter at ho. Bo Nian walked over mysteriously, "Mom and Dad, you’re back?"
Yuran nodded, sat on the sofa, and said, "I heard that your business is doing well recently, and you’ve made quite a bit of money."
Bo Nian ca over and sat next to her, "Mom, in your eyes, the money I made is just peanuts, not worth ntioning."
"You haven’t given it to yet, so how do you know I don’t think much of it?"
Bo Nian felt a bit uneasy, "Mom, don’t tell you’ve set your sights on my wallet? Isn’t Dad’s money enough for you to spend?"
Yuran laughed, "What, can’t bear it?"
Bo Nian laughed out loud, "No way! What’s mine is yours, and what’s yours is still yours."
Yuran looked at her playful deanor and couldn’t figure out who she resembled more. She sighed and shook her head, "Oh, it’s easy to talk. I can do that too. So how much did you earn?"
Bo Nian held up three fingers, "Not much, three million after taxes."
Yuran scoffed, "So poor."
Bo Nian made a face and shouted towards the kitchen, "Dad, control your wife."
Bo Yan didn’t reply but instead asked matter-of-factly, "Where did your mom go wrong? You tell ."
Bo Nian was incredulous, "You just know how to bully . Why haven’t you asked my brother for money?"
Yuran chuckled, "Sorry, all your brother’s cards are with ."
Bo Nian: "...Unbelievable. Doesn’t he even support his child? Leaving his own son to just Mou Wen alone, my brother’s got quite the nerve."
Yuran looked at her, and she suddenly stopped talking, "I wasn’t talking bad about them."
"Do you have a good impression of this Mou Wen?"
Yuran asked.
Bo Nian nodded, resting her chin in her hand with a slight smile, "Most of what I know is from second brother, but mom, you know his character too. He doesn’t easily praise people.
He’s a hundred tis more picky than big brother, so for Mou Wen to get a good word from him, she must not be just average. I trust second brother’s judgnt, whereas big brother’s choice leaves with doubts."
Yuran raised an eyebrow, "You certainly know a lot."
Bo Nian, "Mom, aren’t you curious about Mou Wen?"
"I just t her and ca back."
Bo Nian couldn’t stay seated and suddenly stood up, "Mom, how is Mou Wen? What kind of person is she? Why didn’t you let know so I could et my sister-in-law too?"
Yuran asked, "How do you know she’s your sister-in-law?"
Bo Nian felt disappointed and sat back down, sprawling on the sofa, "Isn’t it obvious? For my brother to get a girl pregnant, he must have planned it, and I don’t think big brother has spent years at the research institute becoming a saint;
I always feel big brother is very prejudiced. I don’t know what big brother is thinking, but as for Mou Wen wanting to leave my big brother, she might have to persevere;
Mom, why did Mou Wen seek you? How does she have your contact information?"
Yuran, "She has her own channels, so we shouldn’t pry too much into these things."
"Yeah, alright, I won’t ask. I’ll just watch the drama. It’s really hard to see my brother’s drama, but this is a good opportunity."
"Aren’t you worried your brother will beat you up?"
Bo Nian, "I know I’m just a little cabbage, and how nice brothers treat their sisters; like little princesses. What status do I have at ho?"
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