My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 1044 - 768: Bo Zhi 19

In fact, Bo Zhi did just that. A look of panic flashed across Mou Wen’s face, and she opened her mouth and suddenly found it hard to breathe.

Bam—

A loud noise, and both of them turned to look simultaneously, seeing Xunxun standing at the stairway, his toy already rolling down the stairs, and his eyes full of panic and fear.

Tears fell down his face one by one, then he ran down the stairs in a fluster.

Running and crying, "Let go of my mom, let go of my mom.

You’re a bad person, you’re a bad person..."

His stumbling almost made him fall, scaring both Mou Wen and Bo Zhi out of their wits.

Mou Wen pushed Bo Zhi away and ran towards Xunxun, "Xunxun, slow down, slow down..."

But Xunxun, being so young, was too shocked by the scene just now to hear what Mou Wen was saying.

His little feet stumbled several steps in a row, and it looked like he was about to fall down the stairs, making Mou Wen’s heart seize. A gust of wind rushed past her ears.

Looking up, her son had already landed securely in Bo Zhi’s arms.

Xunxun was equally frightened, leaning against Bo Zhi, not knowing how to react.

Mou Wen walked unsteadily to their side, seeing Xunxun safe and sound, her heavy heart finally settled. She took Xunxun from Bo Zhi’s arms, holding him tightly.

Xunxun belatedly reached out and wrapped his arms around Mou Wen’s neck. The two of them, mother and son, cried together, as pitiful as can be.

The restlessness inside Bo Zhi became even more intense.

He pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and inhaled deeply before walking aside.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with his back to the mother and son, a deep sense of self-mockery flashed in his eyes.

He didn’t know what he wanted, or rather, what Mou Wen wanted.

Mou Wen hadn’t said, and even if she did, it was nothing she wanted, leaving him more confused about why he was angry.

He was simply so very angry.

In the living room, the soft, terrified voice of his son reached his ears, "Mom, let’s go home and never come back, Uncle is a bad person, he choked your neck."

Mou Wen didn’t know how to explain the scene just now to her son, so after a brief silence, she said softly, "Xunxun, Uncle did not choke Mommy’s neck."

Xunxun shook his head, lying on her shoulder, "I saw it, he was choking your neck. Mom, why are you defending him, he’s a bad person."

His own son calling him a bad person over and over, stabbing him one knife after another.

This matter was indeed his fault, but he didn’t think Mou Wen was entirely blameless.

If she hadn’t provoked him, he wouldn’t have...

With a bitter smile, Bo Zhi felt he was truly pathetic. If he did it, he did it; what excuse was there to deny?

He did choke Mou Wen’s neck in front of his son.

And his son saw it.

His fingers holding the cigarette trembled slightly, the crimson flame seemed about to burn his fingers, but neither Mou Wen nor Xunxun noticed. Mou Wen was busy comforting Xunxun’s emotions.

She worried that the earlier scene might leave a shadow in Xunxun’s mind.

She didn’t want Xunxun to have such a big opinion of Bo Zhi, after all, Bo Zhi was his father.

She didn’t wish to see a scene of father and son hating each other materialize.

But at the moment, no matter what she said to Xunxun, he wouldn’t listen.

Mou Wen held Xunxun and walked behind Bo Zhi, "I’ll take Xunxun back first. As for what I said before, I meant it."

Bo Zhi looked over with a gloomy gaze, Xunxun shuddered and nestled closer into Mou Wen’s arms, "Mom."

Bo Zhi’s expression froze for a moment, and he gave a bitter smile, "Mou Wen, you’re really something, truly something."

From his clipped words, Mou Wen sensed his hatred towards her, but she felt bitter and didn’t explain, holding Xunxun and stepping away from his home. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Or rather, the future home he had once prepared for them.

Unfortunately, she had given up on that home.

Walking out of Bo Zhi’s front door, Mou Wen’s tears fell like rain. Xunxun wiped her tears, "Mom, don’t be sad.

Xunxun’s here."

Mou Wen kissed Xunxun’s face, "Xunxun, just now, Uncle did not intend to hurt Mommy, so please don’t think of Uncle as a bad person, okay?"

Xunxun pursed his lips, not speaking. He was smart enough to distinguish between truths; what he saw earlier was true.

But seeing his mom cry like this.

Xunxun looked at her seriously, "Mom, do you like Uncle?"

Mou Wen didn’t answer. In fact, she didn’t know how to answer this question.

That her son could see it, she wasn’t surprised, but she hadn’t figured out the answer.

Xunxun was considerate and didn’t press further, instead stating his own view, "Mom, I don’t like that Uncle, but it doesn’t conflict with you liking him.