My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 1052 - 770: Bo Zhi 21_3
Because of this, the daughter stayed in the incubator for a long time.
Whenever he thinks back, Bo Yan breaks out in a cold sweat with fear. He wraps Yuran in his arms, "Yeah, so fast, the children have grown up."
Isn’t it so?
But no one expected Bo Nian’s career path would be so unique.
Absolutely distinctive.
Yuran didn’t feel embarrassed, just worried that her daughter’s strong opinions and desired ways caused them as parents to be anxious. Fortunately, her daughter is competent enough.
Even if she can’t make money herself, she has a brother who can, so it’s okay.
Bo Zhi’s voice soon appeared.
"Oh, now you know to call me brother. Who were you planning to expose me to?"
"Brother, you misheard. I definitely didn’t say such a thing."
Just kidding, the evidence had already been withdrawn within two minutes. Bo Zhi surely didn’t anticipate she would act like this, but she underestimated Bo Zhi.
Bo Zhi, that scoundrel, actually recorded it.
Listening to the irrefutable evidence, Bo Nian sent a voice message, sounding pitiful.
"Brother, your sister is begging for forgiveness. Considering five million, please don’t hold it against me?"
Who is giving money to whom exactly?
Why is it because of her money, I’m not supposed to hold it against her? Oh, I spend money and effort, yet she mocks me?
On the other end of the phone, Bo Zhi chuckled in exasperation.
"Are you just a fence-sitter?"
"Thank you for the compliment, brother."
"Was I complimenting you?"
"Not a compliment? I still take it as one."
Bo Zhi: "..."
Can’t argue with that logic.
A few minutes later, Bo Zhi transferred money to her, directly into her card. Receiving the notification, Bo Nian beamed with delight.
"Thank you, brother. You’re the best."
"Stop pouring Soul-Enchanting Soup on me, what are you going to do with so much money?"
Bo Nian typed.
"What do you mean bad things? I’m preparing to invest in a project. I’ve got my eye on the male lead, we have no fate except for my money throwing."
Yuran watched the siblings chat, finding it intriguing, sitting in the garden room, she saw Bo Nian’s final reply and laughed out loud, Bo Yan saw it too.
Compared to Yuran’s open attitude, he appeared much more troubled.
Yuran asked, "Why are you suddenly unhappy?"
Bo Yan grumbled, "I want to see who dares to make my daughter throw money at him."
Yuran: "...I thought you didn’t care about your daughter?"
"This is different."
Running away from home she would come back, but being led away by someone, that’s different.
Yuran was amused and frustrated.
Evidently, as her brother, Bo Zhi wasn’t any better.
"You dare raise a gigolo for me, do you believe I’ll immediately cut off your card making you truly without fate, unable to throw money?"
"Don’t, brother. I really like him, please?"
"Don’t plead with me, it’s useless. Who agreed to let you throw money at another man?"
Bo Nian with strong crisis awareness realized she had stirred a hornet’s nest, in fact, indeed she had poked a hornet’s nest.
And a very big hornet’s nest.
Her tentative investment now didn’t dare to be thrown out recklessly.
She lay on the couch with a resigned sigh, "Ah, life, so miserable."
In the garden room, Yuran looked at Bo Yan’s displeased face, laughed, reaching out to touch him, "Why are you so angry? The daughter has grown up, sooner or later she’s going to fall in love and get married."
"I know."
Yuran was surprised, puzzled, "Then why be angry?"
Bo Yan shook his head, smiling, though his expression was bitter, "I just feel sad, that in the blink of an eye my daughter can get married, no matter what I say about her;
I still can’t bear it, worried she’ll be bullied, deceived."
Yuran chuckled, "She wouldn’t, your girl, though she appears silly at home, she’s very clear-headed."
"Even so, that doesn’t reduce my worry."
"Then keep a close watch, your taste and Bo Nian’s aren’t far apart, what you like, Bo Nian may not dislike, I’ll ask tomorrow, what kind of person is this guy she wants to invest in."
Bo Yan huffed, "Surely not some good person, coaxing a girlfriend to spend money on is all scumbags."
Later, Bo Yan felt like his face was slapped in pain.
He wasn’t some poor kid.
Simply...
Forget it, Bo Yan thought, he surely wouldn’t see his daughter suffer, he’s determined to keep a close watch, anyone approaching his daughter with motives would come to no good end.
He, as a father, disagrees.
Seeing him persuaded, Yuran smirked, though inside she felt a bit empty, used to bickering with her daughter, thinking of her getting married, she still couldn’t let go.
