Chapter 932 - 732: Then Can’t I Feel Sorry for You Too?
Chapter 932 - 732: Then Can’t I Feel Sorry for You Too?
The Bo madam got angry as soon as she heard this: "I’d be jealous over Lu Xueman?"She fanned herself, the fragrant wind wafting around, and then pinched Bo Nianyao hard: "Ha ha, her delicate demeanor is really what you men like most, isn’t it?"
Bo Nianyao rubbed his nose: "Delicate? I remember her being quite fierce, even fiercer than a tigress."
The Bo madam was furious: "Bo Nianyao, are you calling me a tigress?"
"Who would dare." The head of the Bo family caught his wife’s hand, played with it, and then earnestly said, "No matter how fierce Madam gets, you’re still the most beautiful in Nianyao’s heart."
That’s more like it.
The Bo madam finally felt satisfied, glanced at her husband, and sat back on the couch to fan herself.
The fragrant wind wafted through, stirring her husband’s heart.
He coughed lightly: "Ever since little one got injured and hospitalized, we haven’t relaxed for a while, Madam, we shouldn’t be so tense in life."
Lin Yun immediately slapped his hand away and said gruffly, "You’re still thinking about relaxing at a time like this? Little one is injured, and you don’t even feel sorry."
Bo Nianyao’s father withdrew his hand and paused before he said again: "I feel sorry for little one, can’t I also feel sorry for you?"
The Bo madam burst out laughing: "Come on, I know you. You’re just feeling sorry for yourself."
Still, they’ve been married for so long, they have great chemistry; their playful banter matches perfectly...
In the evening, the Bo madam went out to the Orchid Room.
Gu Anxi was curled up on the couch watching TV, with a notebook nearby, seemingly drawing comics.
The Bo madam went over to take a look: "Drawing Da Hui, huh?"
"Mm, drawing the second season." The little pixie threw the notebook aside and quite naturally cuddled into Bo mama’s arms, occupying the space to watch TV together.
The Bo madam caressed her little head and said gently: "I’ve heard from Xichen about your wedding plans. At present, the arrangement is excellent, but outside can be understated; the family’s can’t be. All the rituals must be done as before. You have half a month at home now; I’ll write the list and prepare the things. You go check it out. You must make sure your Ke Ru mama is satisfied."
Gu Anxi nodded: "Alright."
The Bo madam was quite satisfied, feeling that she had truly snatched this child from the Gu family. See, during the hospitalization, even her Ke Ru mama didn’t argue with her, just visited every day without competing, maintaining a harmonious relationship.
They discussed matters, conversing casually, and later, the Bo madam felt her hand cold, so she went to get hot water for her, secretly thinking of nourishing her well...
Thus, Gu Anxi recuperated at home, drinking tonic soup, gaining a bit of flesh, her skin turning softer and tenderer, but still felt weak and wasn’t allowed to drive herself.
That day, King Jingyao arranged for someone to pick her up to the office. As soon as Gu Anxi heard the call, she knew what it was about, sighed, and after informing Bo dad and Bo mom, got into the car.
Wang Jingchuan personally came to pick her up and exchanged pleasantries with Bo Nianyao.
Bo Nianyao half-jokingly said: "Jingchuan, your bickering with Old Wang at the bedside and reconciling at the foot really leaves us puzzled."
Wang Jingchuan coughed lightly: "Bo Sir, your phrasing is really..."
He sighed, conceding: "You’re part of the bureau too, you know how tough it is to be a subordinate. Whatever the boss thinks, we as subordinates have no choice but to follow."
Bo Nianyao was in a great mood, counting on him: "Look, Jingchuan, your eloquence has truly improved over the years."
Wang Jingchuan lowered his voice: "Speaking of eloquence, none can match Little Gu. Now, Little Gu’s words carry weight. If you have any important matters, just let Little Gu know, and it’ll be agreed for sure."
Bo Nianyao shook his head and gave a faint smile.
This, he was aware of, as were Lin Yun and Xichen. But little one’s saving Old Wang was her own choice and sacrifice, and they were her closest family; how could they use this favor to benefit the Bo family?
This was something they hadn’t even thought of.
Bo Nianyao’s mere expression conveyed this meaning to the Secretary-General Wang. Could not help but feel admiration.
Once in the car, looking at Gu Anxi, "Has your health improved?"
"Quite alright, just a bit scared of the cold." Gu Anxi said calmly.
Because at the time, the bullet didn’t hit the heart but injured a blood vessel, saying nothing less than a year or a year’s recovery.
She said this to Wang Jingchuan, and later repeated to King Jingyao, which really made her old brother hurt, wishing he could redo it and suffer the pain instead.
Now the old brother treated her differently than usual, doting endlessly, having the female secretary buy her warm happy tea, even accompanying her to have some, while Secretary-General Wang enjoyed seeing his boss drink milk tea, saying happily: "This must be your first time trying this, huh?"
King Jingyao looked at it and laughed: "It’s my first time, but it’s surprisingly good."
Gu Anxi held hers, satisfaying, drank half a cup, and then said: "You called me over, is it still for Zhou Yunchen’s matter?"
The old brother pretended to put on a stern face: "What are you talking about? Can’t it be that I wanted to see my younger sibling?"
He patted her little paw and added: "Put Zhou Yunchen’s matter aside, you should at least give me an explanation in Jiang City, right?"
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