My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 1059 - 773: Bo Zhi 24

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Chapter 1059: Chapter 773: Bo Zhi 24

Bo Zhi felt his throat a bit hoarse, opened his mouth, and his voice was raspy, "Xunxun, even if I marry your mom and have children in the future, I won’t abandon you. You won’t need to go to an orphanage, and you don’t have to worry about your mom’s future, because I want both your mom and you;

Your mom won’t be wronged, and I won’t behave like before. I know these words might seem feeble, but you can supervise me. If I do poorly, Xunxun can point it out, and I can change?"

I’ve married your mom. We will all be a family in the future. That place will be your home too. No matter what you do, or what you want, it’s my responsibility to provide for you, within my capabilities, you can voice any opinion."

Xunxun couldn’t quite believe it, "Uncle Bo, are you serious? Can I really say whatever I want, and you will agree?"

"Yes."

Xunxun felt it was a bit unreal, but the happiness from within couldn’t be hidden. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

His eyes were shimmering, as if filled with stars, "Uncle Bo, can I run around freely at your house, treat it as my own, not be separated from mom, and watch my siblings grow up together?"

Bo Zhi felt his heart soften, and his gaze calmed down, "Of course, that is your home too, and you are my son."

Xunxun was stunned, looking dazed at Bo Zhi, the brightness in Bo Zhi’s eyes was enough to give Xunxun some courage, and he reached out, resting his hand on Bo Zhi’s face.

"Uncle, are you just making Xunxun happy, so that when Xunxun makes you angry, you have a reason to not want Xunxun anymore?"

The sensitive, insecure child made people’s hearts ache, and Bo Zhi extended his arms to hold Xunxun in his embrace, then let him sit on his lap.

His chin resting on Ruanruan’s head.

"Xunxun, in the future, we are comrades in life, family, one family, no matter what happens, we can discuss it. And I said, you are my son."

Xunxun felt that Bo Zhi’s words had some subtle hint, but he was too young to articulate that feeling, just thinking Bo Zhi’s emotions were a bit strange, but the kindness emanating from him couldn’t lie.

Xunxun felt that his embrace was very different from mom’s, very strong, yet very warm, seeming to shield him from the wind and rain. In the future, he could tell his kindergarten friends he had a dad.

Dad was very handsome.

Xunxun clutched the fabric at Bo Zhi’s chest, his voice muffled, "Uncle Bo, in the future, you can’t lay hands on mom anymore. That day when you came back, mom cried really hard."

Whoosh—

Bo Zhi felt attacked today, shot through like a beehive with arrows, and they came from both his son and his wife. He nodded, making Xunxun’s head tickle.

"Okay."

Mou Wen found the living room unusually quiet. After tidying up in the bedroom for a while, she stepped out and actually saw Bo Zhi resting on the sofa with his eyes closed, dark circles under his eyes.

At the Civil Affairs Bureau before, she wanted to ask if he hadn’t slept the night before.

What surprised her even more was that her son was sitting on his lap, seemingly both asleep, which was unbelievable. She knew clearly that after the last incident, Xunxun was very resistant to Bo Zhi.

So what had happened between the two of them that she didn’t know about, bringing them so close together, preparing for what?

She thought about it, turned back to the bedroom, and took out a blanket to cover the two of them.

Such commotion didn’t wake Bo Zhi up, who used to be a light sleeper.

Xunxun was sleeping in his embrace, his cheeks rosy and endearing, she smiled, and returned to continue packing.

This serene feeling made her heart full, but also complicated, as she couldn’t understand Bo Zhi. She didn’t know what he meant, whether it was revenge or genuinely trying to live a good life, as he still occasionally mocked her.

Bo Zhi used to be someone easy to understand, but now, it seemed that the only person who was still easy to understand was herself.

Bo Zhi had changed, but she hadn’t.

...

After separating from Mou Wen, Bo Zhi rarely slept so deeply. When he woke again, it was the aroma of food in the house that roused him. Still in a haze, he saw a slender figure busy in the kitchen. As he thought of getting up to move, he felt a weight in his arms, glanced down, and saw his son sleeping heavily, a flicker of surprise crossing his mind.

Quickly piecing things together in his mind, seeing his son’s rosy cheeks, he let a smile slip across his lips. Watching him sleep so soundly, he couldn’t bear to wake him. Although his arm was a bit numb, he gently adjusted Xunxun in his embrace to a more comfortable sleeping position, flexing his numb left hand.