"Are they Uncle Bo’s mom, dad, and sister?"
Bo Zhi corrected, "No, it’s mom, dad, and younger sister."
Zhizhi seed to understand but not entirely. After thinking for a mont, he nodded, "Uncle Bo married mom, so Uncle Bo’s family is also Xunxun’s family, so there’s no need to be nervous about eating with family."
Bo Zhi smiled and patted his head, "Good boy."
The two of them went out and saw Mou Wen still struggling. Although she now claims to be in new dia, collecting materials, writing scripts, gathering data, and dealing with everything chaotic kept her very busy. Almost all of her enthusiasm was devoted to the public account, and as her popularity grew with more effort, she beca busier.
Various jobs like commissioned articles and advertising script writing ca flooding in.
Sotis he wanted to say that she didn’t need to work so hard, but the Mou Wen he knew always gave her all, no matter what she did.
He ultimately never said these words of advice.
Xunxun secretly told Bo Zhi, "Uncle Bo, you don’t know, but mom’s been worried after reading the news these days. I don’t know what she’s worried about, but I feel like she’s not very happy. Uncle Bo, do you know what’s wrong with mom?"
Of course, Bo Zhi knew, but if he resolved this issue, Mou Wen wouldn’t tell him anything in the future and would keep it hidden. So for the further developnt of this matter, Mou Wen had to bring it up herself first, then he could handle it. He absolutely couldn’t intervene imdiately to solve it.
Bo Zhi looked down at Xunxun, "It’s nothing, your mom might just be anxious because she can’t find material collaboration."
Xunxun responded with an "Oh," thinking it seed likely, as his mom wouldn’t be so serious otherwise.
During the al, Mou Wen hesitated several tis but ultimately said nothing because she was worried that speaking up would increase her dependence on Bo Zhi, which was the relationship developnt she least wanted at that mont.
Bo Zhi owed her nothing, so why, whenever sothing happened, was he the first person she thought of?
This was unfair to Bo Zhi.
Mou Wen sighed, and Bo Zhi took the opportunity to casually ask, "What’s wrong? Did sothing happen?"
Mou Wen was startled and then shook her head, "No, nothing happened."
Bo Zhi stared at her with a calm gaze, but Mou Wen inexplicably felt a wave of pressure coming at her. She was so oppressed that she dared not lift her head. She didn’t know how to express her anxiety or how to broach the subject with Bo Zhi.
Isn’t it essentially telling Bo Zhi indirectly that she didn’t want to et his parents because she felt nervous and worried they’d make things difficult for her?
She had seen how much Bo Zhi cared about his family and didn’t want to upset herself, so she lowered her head, lost in thought, missing the flash of disappointnt in Bo Zhi’s eyes.
Seeing Mou Wen not speaking, Bo Zhi didn’t press further either, placing several servings of food on Xunxun’s plate and encouraging him to eat more. Li Ma, knowing the preferences of Xunxun, Mou Wen, and Bo Zhi, had asked Mou Wen if there were any changes in his taste after beginning to cook for them.
Although frequently distracted today, she keenly observed the dishes Bo Zhi chose, avoiding pitfalls during al tis.
Over the years, Bo Zhi’s taste hadn’t changed.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Xunxun ate with elegance, quietly and posture perfect.
Bo Zhi, amused, asked with a smile, "Xunxun, don’t you talk while eating?"
Xunxun chewed and swallowed his food thoroughly before speaking, "Uncle Bo, mom said, talking a lot while eating is impolite."
Bo Zhi responded with an "Oh," "Alright, then let’s not talk for now. Finish your al and we’ll have a good chat afterward."
Xunxun didn’t refuse.
Every movent he made while eating was like he was receiving special training, pleasing to the eye.
After dinner, when it was clear that Mou Wen had no intention of speaking, Bo Zhi beca amused and annoyed. After helping to clean up, he took Xunxun to the playroom.
Mou Wen sensed Bo Zhi’s anger but couldn’t understand why he suddenly got upset. His temper was still the sa as before, getting angry over the slightest thing, and she couldn’t figure it out: why was Bo Zhi angry this ti?
Had she done sothing wrong?
While placing the dishes into the dishwasher, she was puzzled. Distracted, she carelessly let a plate slip and crash onto the ground with a bang.
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