My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 1063 - 774: Bo Zhi 25_2

"I’ve already said before, we’ve broken up, now we’re exes, what do you want?"

"I’ve done everything I could, said what needed to be said. For the past few months, I’ve tried to persuade you until my mouth went dry, but did you listen?"

"No, right? Now you’re blaming me, don’t you think I’m more innocent than you?"

"Regretting now, too late?"

Wu Tong couldn’t handle such an error, her face twisted with anger, feeling like the whole world was kicking her when she’s down.

But the director didn’t pay attention to her, got up and went back to his room, ignoring Wu Tong who was still in his house.

...

Back at Weiyang Pavilion, Xunxun took a bath by himself, changed into bright yellow duck pajamas, his hair still somewhat damp. Bo Zhi got up and led him back to his room’s bathroom.

Found a hairdryer to dry his hair;

Although the house is always at a constant temperature, so he won’t catch a cold, it’s still necessary to nag about drying his hair.

"Xunxun, from now on, after washing your hair, dry it with a towel; if you can’t use the hairdryer, just tell me, I’ll dry it for you. If you’re doing it yourself, use the towel to dry it thoroughly, okay?"

Xunxun nodded, feeling his big hand moving through his hair, Xunxun’s tightly pressed lips suddenly formed a faint smile.

"Uncle Bo, is this how dads usually talk with their kids?"

The hairdryer was silent, Xunxun’s murmur, Bo Zhi heard it, he chuckled, patiently explaining to Xunxun, "How other fathers do it, I don’t know;

But as for being Xunxun’s dad, how I want to do things, that’s my business, but if Xunxun wants to give any suggestions or improvements, I’m willing to discuss and change things together with him."

Xunxun felt like Bo Zhi had completely changed.

Clearly he’s still the same Uncle Bo as before.

But when getting along, you can feel his indulgence and pampering.

There’s also Uncle Bo’s gentle warmth.

After blow-drying Xunxun’s hair, Bo Zhi urged him to go to bed and asked, "Are you afraid to sleep alone?"

Xunxun gave a thorough answer, "Not afraid, at home, I sleep alone too, mom is usually very busy, comes back late and leaves early;

She’s worried about disturbing my classes, so she doesn’t sleep with me."

Bo Zhi understood, tucked the little fellow in, sat by his bed, "It’s half-past eight now, Xunxun can sleep at nine. Before that, do you want to hear a story?"

Xunxun’s eyes lit up, filled with anticipation, "Can I, uncle?"

"Of course, you can."

Xunxun climbed out of the covers with a big smile, gave Bo Zhi a hug and kissed his cheek, "Thank you, uncle."

Bo Zhi paused, then smiled as he stroked his head and tucked him in again, "What story do you want to hear? Uncle doesn’t have a lot of stories, let’s see if we can find one that Xunxun likes."

"Pirate ship."

Bo Zhi immediately froze.

His expression was at a loss for a while.

Xunxun quickly understood his difficulty, not forcing it, he closed his eyes with a smile.

"Uncle, how about you sing a song for me? English or French is fine, uncle’s voice is nice, how about a French song?"

Bo Zhi didn’t refuse this, his voice was soft and soothing as he began to sing, making Xunxun open his eyes.

Xunxun’s eyes held inquiry and surprise, and then he listened to Bo Zhi singing until he fell asleep.

Bo Zhi’s voice was beautiful, naturally gifted, inherited well.

Moreover, French sounds nice, Xunxun muttered with closed eyes, "I want to learn it too."

Then he couldn’t hold on any longer, completely fell into a deep sleep, seeing Xunxun’s sleeping face, Bo Zhi smiled, leaned down, and kissed his forehead.

"Goodnight, sweetheart."

...

The interior of Weiyang Pavilion was brightly lit, after Bo Zhi put Xunxun to sleep, when he came out, Mou Wen was still sitting properly in the living room, somewhat restless.

Bo Zhi crossed his arms over his chest, stood at the staircase, motionless, observing her reaction.

Perhaps due to discomfort from an unfamiliar environment, she felt like sitting on pins and needles.

Once a place she wished to be in, the house of the person she wanted, but circumstances have changed, and after being separated for years, everything seems foreign now. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Mou Wen couldn’t be sure if Bo Zhi wanted to share a room with her, she didn’t want to.

But this question was hard to ask him, Bo Zhi would definitely mock her.

She didn’t want to experience that tearing pain, Bo Zhi’s words were too harsh.

In about ten minutes, Bo Zhi had already grasped her psychological process.