My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 1070 - 776: Bo Zhi 27_3

In the toy room, although Bo Zhi was accompanying Xunxun while playing, his ears were constantly attuned to the noises outside. Suddenly hearing the sound of a dish breaking, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Xunxun, you play for a bit, I’ll be right back."

"Okay."

He opened the door and went out, heading straight for the kitchen, where he saw Mou Wen squatting, reaching out to pick up the sharp porcelain shards on the floor. He watched, his eyes flinching hard.

Taking the steps two at a time, he suddenly rushed forward and pulled Mou Wen’s hand away, "What are you doing?"

Mou Wen was stunned, and looked down at the broken dish, answering, "I broke the dish and was planning to clean up."

Bo Zhi laughed angrily, "Don’t you have cleaning tools? Do you need to pick them up by hand?"

Mou Wen awkwardly chuckled, "I just didn’t pay attention, thinking I could simply pick them up by hand. It didn’t break into too many pieces, so it seemed convenient to pick them up."

Bo Zhi didn’t know where to direct his anger. He couldn’t exactly hit her, could he?

He sighed, picked up the electric garbage collector, and cleaned up the broken dish shards, half-leaning against the countertop. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Mou Wen, you’re acting weird tonight. Is there something you need to tell me?"

Mou Wen was initially stunned and then bowed her head. Bo Zhi got somewhat annoyed by her silent protest, "Are you feeling guilty because you cheated on me?"

"Bastard."

Mou Wen’s mouth worked faster than her brain, and she cursed in shame without thinking.

She used to curse Bo Zhi reflexively, but lately, she’s been quite restrained; some familiarity can be found if one searches for it.

This interaction and manner are no different from the past, and she didn’t mean to say it; it’s just...

Couldn’t hold back, and then accidentally blurted it out.

Bo Zhi was initially stunned, then he coughed awkwardly. Mou Wen was even more embarrassed, but eventually, Bo Zhi broke the silence, "Come on, what are you so nervous about?

Going into battle?"

Mou Wen, "Actually, it’s not about nervousness. I just feel embarrassed about going to your house for dinner tomorrow. I keep thinking about it and still feel, what if... "

Without waiting for her to speak the words of refusal, Bo Zhi interrupted her, "Don’t worry, my parents are very nice. They won’t say anything harsh to you, nor will they throw money at your face, as you might imagine."

Mou Wen’s face flushed, "I didn’t imagine such a melodramatic scenario. I’m just embarrassed to meet your parents."

Bo Zhi understood, "Oh, after all, money doesn’t fall from the sky, and it would be inconvenient to throw it at people."

Mou Wen, "I wasn’t thinking about that."

Bo Zhi finally gave his first joyful smile of the day; though very slight and fleeting, Mou Wen noticed it.

Her gaze flickered, and she felt like laughing too, but she restrained herself.

She heard Bo Zhi say, "Previously, when my mom asked me to bring you back, I turned her down twice. This time I can’t refuse, and besides, my dad started preparing tomorrow’s meal a few days ago;

suddenly saying you’re not coming, I wouldn’t feel right. If you don’t want to go, then call my mom; I’m sure she won’t make it difficult for you."

Mou Wen thought about the meeting with Yuran before and couldn’t bear it.

"Then, let’s go and eat."

Bo Zhi slightly curled his lips, "You don’t need to be nervous. My parents and sister, they all really like Xunxun. You don’t need to worry."

Even so, who can control nervousness?

Bo Zhi asked, "So, is this why you’ve been looking so worried these past few days?"

Mou Wen unnaturally turned to operate the dishwasher, answering Bo Zhi’s question, "I’m just scared and uneasy about what’s going to happen, which is a normal reaction to unfamiliar things, right?

You don’t need to laugh at me, you know me well enough it’s not your first day knowing me."

After saying this, it felt like something wasn’t quite right.

Mou Wen shut up, hanging her head, wishing she could wash her head in the dishwasher.

What’s wrong with her?

Is it really that hard to control her emotions?

Keep messing up in front of Bo Zhi, what’s the deal?

Bo Zhi obviously also sensed a change in Mou Wen. He chuckled, didn’t immediately respond, and only spoke a few seconds later, "Stand straight, there’s nothing to be ashamed of, I really know;

the dishwasher can’t fit your head, it might even jam.

Besides, if your brain is waterlogged, the dishwasher won’t solve it, why are you putting your hope in the dishwasher?"

Mou Wen genuinely felt furious.

If it were before, she would’ve kicked without hesitation, but now, there’s still something she cares about in her heart, her eyebrows furrowed.

"Bo Zhi, you really speak terribly."