My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 1071 - 777: Bo Zhi 28

Bo Zhi heard this, and a familiar feeling hit him, but soon, the smile at the corner of his lips was pressed down. He smiled inexplicably, turned to look at Mou Wen, "What did you say?"

Mou Wen felt a pressure descend from above her head. She fiddled with her fingers and was silent for a long while, unable to speak. She hesitated for a moment, then turned to leave.

She was tugged by Bo Zhi, stumbled, and fell backward into Bo Zhi’s embrace. Bo Zhi held her steadily.

With a slight raise of his brow, "Want to throw yourself into my arms? It’s not impossible, but this method is a bit old-fashioned."

Mou Wen’s face flushed, "You, you are too much."

Bo Zhi was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, "From when did I start being too much without realizing it?"

Mou Wen: "..."

This person was being unreasonable, she couldn’t explain it to him.

She wanted to break free from Bo Zhi’s grip, but after struggling for a while without success, she quieted down, looking at him from her position in his arms.

"Bo Zhi, can you let go first?"

"Why?"

Mou Wen, "Do you really need to ask why? What kind of relationship do we have now that warrants being this intimate?"

Hearing this, Bo Zhi’s smile faded a bit, "What kind of relationship? You tell me, what kind of relationship do we have now?

I didn’t know that between a married couple, there’s supposed to be some kind of impediment to intimacy like this."

Mou Wen realized she misspoke. If she continued, he would surely have a million responses ready to counter her, and she wouldn’t be able to clarify it at all, only able to quietly look at him.

Her gaze was captivating and carried a hint of suppression, though she didn’t know what she was suppressing. Bo Zhi believed that apart from forcing her into marriage, he hadn’t forced her into anything else. Why did she always look at him with such an annoying air?

Was he some kind of despicable thing?

His interest completely vanished. He released his grip on her, turned, and left. Mou Wen’s lips moved, preparing to say something, or maybe she wanted to call him back.

But ultimately, she gave up.

She stood silently in the kitchen for a long while before finally stepping away.

Her mind was in turmoil. As she passed through the living room, she heard laughter coming from the playroom. She pursed her lips and stood for a while before going upstairs.

In the playroom.

Xunxun, aware of Bo Zhi’s discontent, quietly played with Lego and asked, "Uncle Bo, did you and mom argue again?"

Bo Zhi was taken aback but shook his head, "No, it’s just that I’m not in a good mood. Why do you suddenly ask that?"

Or rather, why ask so suddenly.

Xunxun, still young and not as contemplative as Bo Zhi, quietly thought for a moment and smiled, "Uncle Bo, don’t be angry with mom;

Mom is quite stubborn;

Back when grandpa was still alive, she was the same, always giving him a hard time;

But whenever she went out, she’d still bring back tasty things for grandpa and me. Mom works so hard."

Bo Zhi: "..."

Being lectured by a child was not a pleasant experience. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "You’re right, I’ll keep it in mind. Have you finished building?"

Xunxun could tell that Bo Zhi didn’t want to discuss this issue with him. Xunxun was not an immature child and was quite mature for his age, so he responded.

"Uncle Bo, do you not want to talk about mom with me?"

"No, it’s just that you’re still young, and whatever you say, you might not fully understand."

Xunxun was puzzled, "Then Uncle Bo, can I ask you a question?"

Bo Zhi nodded, "Go ahead."

Xunxun, "Uncle Bo, do you know my dad? Since you married mom, I guess you don’t mind who my dad is, so do you know my dad?

What kind of person is Xunxun’s dad, and why isn’t he with mom?

Uncle Bo, do you know?"

Bo Zhi’s hand froze as he handed over the Lego, then he raised an eyebrow at him, "Why suddenly ask about your dad, have you asked your mom?"

Xunxun nodded, "I asked mom."

Bo Zhi felt a bit nervous, "What did your mom say?"

Xunxun lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, and said softly, "Mom said dad is a good person, but they didn’t split because they didn’t love each other; they simply couldn’t withstand the test of time.

Mom didn’t say much more, but when she talked about dad, she wasn’t very happy, so I didn’t ask again, and haven’t since;

That day I asked mom because a friend at kindergarten called me a fatherless wild child, and I was angry, so I asked when I got home."

Bo Zhi couldn’t quite understand his own emotions, his gaze quietly rested on his son. When someone else called him a wild child, it must have hurt him deeply inside.