After the Marriage Cancellation, She Becomes a True Ancestor Chapter 669

669 Side Story (69)

After leaving the tea room, Yan Zhengwei went back to the Bo family to report to his Senior Sister.

In the courtyard, Yan Zhengwei brought Bo Yiyao along.

“Little Jasmine, come and practice one for Grandpa nie!”

Bo Yimo nodded. She had inherited su ye's fist technique and was able to practice it well. Every punch was powerful and every move was on point.

Bo Yunli pushed Bo Zhan's wheelchair and watched from the side. Bo Zhan's eyes could not bear to leave Bo Yiyao for a moment, turning back and forth with her movements.

The atmosphere was very lively.

Su was also looking at them through the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room's balcony. She just happened to receive a call from si Qing.

Yan Zhengwei's blind date had also returned to the SI residence. He wanted to let them know whether it was a success or not.

The two people on the other end of the phone sighed.

Si Qing was quite embarrassed. that's probably what Wanwan is like. Help me explain it to chief Yan.

Su also frowned, unable to understand. “How could she not like him?”

“Sigh, I don't know what she's thinking.” Si Qing obviously felt the same way.

Si Qing had always been a carefree person and didn't know how to pay attention when he spoke.

He was making a call in the living room and the lady was sitting on the sofa.

Si Qing's father tutted as a reminder. Si Qing then reacted, hung up the phone, and scratched the back of his head. Auntie, don't misunderstand. I really think that director Yan is very good. It's quite a pity.

The lady sat on the sofa, maintaining the proper etiquette on the surface, but in reality, she was gritting her teeth so hard that they were about to shatter.

Didn't she know how good chief Yan was?

Didn't she know what a pity it was?

She had been forced to do this!

She couldn't possibly chase after him after he had already spoken, right?

After Bo Yichen finished practicing a set of fist techniques, the fine hair on her forehead was stuck to her skin. However, she was the same as su. Even if she was tired, her face rarely flushed red. She always looked so fair and clean, like a cold and pretty porcelain doll.

Bo Zhan pointed at the Butler, who quickly brought a towel and water over for Little Miss.

Yan Zhengwei rubbed her head affectionately and gave her all the knowledge she wanted to know while she was resting.

On how big shots were raised.

Her father was a genius with high IQ, and her mother was an all-rounder.

One grandfather was a pioneer in forensic science, one grandfather was a master hacker, one grandfather was a leading figure in Chinese painting, and one grandfather was a contemporary literary giant.

The remaining grandfathers were all business giants with wealth comparable to that of a country.

Guarding these people, how much did he have to give up on himself to not become a big Shot?

“Oh right, daddy.” Bo Yimo drank the water.”Are you and mom free tomorrow?”

Bo Yunli smiled. don't worry. Mom and dad have already moved the time out. I'll bring you to school that day.

Bo Yimo raised her eyelids, her curled eyelashes fluttering as she probed,”Big brother is also having a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow, ran ran.”

Bo Yunli brought her to his side and consoled her patiently, yes, I used to organize your parent-teacher meetings when you were in primary school. This time, your parent-teacher meeting is happening at the same time as your brother's. Your mother wants to hold it for you, and your father will take care of your brother, okay? ”

Of their two children, the son had been closer to his mother since he was young, while the daughter was closer to her father.

Yesterday, when Bo Yunli told his son about this, when his son heard that his mother was not in charge of him, he could not hide the disappointment in his eyes.

At that time, Bo Yunli thought that if his daughter heard that he would not be responsible for her, she would be very disappointed.

Children were more sensitive. Bo Yunli paid attention to her emotions and explained to her patiently.

But just as he finished speaking, he heard his daughter's voice rise.”Really? That's great!”

Bo Yunli “bawling bawling”

Did he misunderstand the meaning of 'my little cotton-padded jacket'?

After si Qing sent his relatives off, his phone rang several times.

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With a casual glance, the entire screen was filled with reminders, all of which were bank card spending records.

At this time, in the most prosperous shopping mall in the capital city, a mother and daughter were shopping for the parent-teacher conference tomorrow.

It didn't matter if their grades were good or not, but they had to be the most beautiful boys in the school!

Every year at the parent-teacher conference, Wen Chao would be like a war.

She vowed to become the shadow of parents, a frozen witch!

In the nail salon that was filled with the smell of essential oil, Wen Yu looked at the color palette for a long time before raising her finger and pointing.”Hello, I want this color.”

Si Wen saw a very bright peach-colored one,”Mom, I want to apply one too.”

It was the standard of a hot literary girl, with black skin and peach red nails.

It didn't matter if it looked good or not, the most important thing was to blind everyone's eyes.

Wen Yu smiled. baby, you're still a student. Why don't you put on a transparent one? when you go to college, I won't care if your fingers are ten colors.

Hearing this, Si Wen's pretty little face was a little unhappy.

Wen Chao had no choice but to take out his magic weapon,”I heard from ye Bao that Yicheng doesn't like to paint his nails.”

“Auntie su said that?” Si Wen's expression changed.

Wen Chao nodded.

Si Wen thought for a while and happily extended his hand to the shop assistant, alright, I won't apply it if it's transparent. I'll just apply some care.

Wen Yu raised his eyebrows.

Ever since she was young, as long as Bo Yicheng was mentioned, Xiao Tao Su would be obedient. It had never failed.

It was a pity that Bo Yicheng teased her.

Forget it, the children can deal with their own matters in the future.

She didn't want to worry about it.

Worry will cause wrinkles.

He would make use of her for as many years as he could. Look at how obedient little peach was now!

It saved her the trouble of nagging.

After the manicure was done, the two of them started to sweep the women's department.

From building A to Building B.

From Building B to Building C.

Not a single family was left behind.

The two of them strolled until the sky gradually darkened before they found a row of massage chairs and sat down with satisfaction.

One hour per person.

He relaxed his calf muscles and rejected the carrot-and-stick kick.

Wen Yu closed his eyes and tilted his head back. He was not as strong as he was when he was young.

When she was in City Z, she could shop for 24 hours without stopping as long as the mall was open.

But now? They had only been shopping for less than eight hours and they were already tired.

As he was massaging, his daughter's voice rang in his ear.

“Mom, don't you think the girl over there looks familiar?”

Wen Yu unwillingly opened his eyes a little.

He saw a little girl around 12 or 13 years old walking together with a woman in her 30s.

Wen Yu didn't know the little girl that Si Wen thought looked familiar, but he did find the woman familiar.

After thinking for a long time, he suddenly remembered.

She was …

The Rong RUO who was clearly nothing but always liked to compare with ye Bao?

If she was Rong RUO, then that little girl was Rong RUO's daughter?

After settling down in the capital, Wen Yu naturally learned a lot about the rich and powerful circle. He heard that Rong RUO gave her daughter to the Qi family when she was one month old, and the two families never had any contact.

Wen Yu had thought that the mother-daughter pair would rarely meet, but it seemed that their relationship was quite good.

They came here for a walk.

Was he also preparing for the parent-teacher conference?

Chapter end

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