My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 1050 - 770: Bo Zhi 21

Yuran no longer comments on her daughter’s words; she pats her on the head, smoothing her hair.

"Why are you so upset? Is it hard to admit your brother is better than you?"

Bo Nian is deeply resentful, "This issue shouldn’t be my burden. Frankly, mom, you and dad are more responsible. When you had me, you definitely weren’t in love anymore.

It caused a genetic problem, and I’m not taking the blame for it. It’s your and dad’s fault."

"You’re saying your mom and I don’t love each other?" Bo Qin stands in the middle of the open kitchen island holding a spatula, staring straight at his daughter.

The smile inexplicably sends a chill down Bo Nian’s spine.

She helplessly feels amused, almost wronged to tears, "Dad, am I still your little darling?

Other dads coddle their daughters like precious little gems, but in our house, I feel like mom is more like your darling;

I’m upset; I haven’t been jealous all these years, but today, I’m jealous. I’ve drunk a whole vat of it."

Is this tail going to wag to the sky?

Yuran feels helpless about her daughter, truthfully, both her and Bo Yan’s personalities are not as lively as their daughter’s; they don’t know whom she takes after.

Simply...

Indescribable.

Bo Nian sees she isn’t comforted, and starts whining, "Hmph, so excessive! I’m going to find grandpa and grandma. If I’m not dad and mom’s precious, I’m surely grandpa and grandma’s;

Grandma dotes on me the most, I’m going to run away and not come back for a week."

Yuran: "..."

Bo Yan: "..."

She’s reached the door but suddenly stops, Yuran raises an eyebrow, "Not leaving?"

Bo Nian’s eyes are somewhat red, but she doesn’t look sad at all, "Mom, are you and dad so realistic? Your daughter wants to run away, and you just watch me leave?"

Bo Yan laughs twice, "What else? Kneel down and beg you?"

Bo Nian shivers, "No need."

She heads back, sits beside Yuran, who snickers, "Big talk and little action, who was making all the fuss just now?" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Bo Nian, "It’s not easy you giving birth to me, so I’m indulging you; how could I upset you?"

She munches on an apple with a crisp crunch, Yuran waves her hand, "I won’t be mad, you go ahead.

Weren’t you begging your brother to buy you an apartment? Now that you’re back, the apartment must be getting moldy;

Your apartment needs your attention; your dad and I don’t need you here, you can’t cook, what’s the point of coming back?"

Completely dismissed.

Bo Nian blinks, "Isn’t it because I’m afraid you’ll cry? Last time I ran away from home, you almost cried."

"Talking nonsense?" Yuran suspiciously recalls, "I was in the kitchen helping your dad peel onions, okay?"

Bo Nian in disbelief, "Really?"

"Why would I lie to you?"

Bo Nian feels her emotion was wasted, "To think I felt guilty back then, thinking mom was so wonderful, turns out I’ve misunderstood for so many years."

Yuran: "..."

Why cry?

A person who never runs away for more than three days, need to cry?

Controlling herself not to come back, for Bo Nian, is not particularly easy.

Yuran sees Bo Nian looking utterly devastated, her heart softens for a moment, she smiles, "So have you finally believed, can you leave now?"

Bo Nian doesn’t move an inch, puts her bag back on the sofa, "Mom, at least let me have a meal."

"Why should your dad make you food when he’s so tired?"

Bo Nian can hardly believe these words came from her biological mother, she stretches her neck and yells towards the kitchen.

"Dad, did you make my favorite?"

Bo Yan, "Eat and hurry up out."

Bo Nian wails, "You all don’t love me anymore."

Ultimately, Bo Yan still cherishes his daughter; though often unreliable, his little darling is still his little darling, despite her outspoken manner.

She’s good at causing trouble but making dinner is nothing, Bo Nian eats the dinner prepared by Bo Yan and suddenly thinks about when she was little, soft and cute, remembering dad holding her to feed her porridge.

Then comparing it to the treatment now, it’s just...

No comparison means no hurt, her dad’s eyes completely lack any presence of his little darling.

His heart and eyes are full of mom.

Such charisma, married for so many years and still so lovey-dovey.

"How’s work lately?"

During dinner, after taking care of Yuran, Bo Yan casually asks her.

With no sincerity at all, just glancing at her and casually bringing it up.