My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 1111 - 790: Bo Zhi 41_2

I agreed, and then a year and a half later, my younger brother was born."

Mou Wen didn’t expect Xiaoxiao to be so sensible, her lips curled into a smile, "Mm, I can tell, Xiaoxiao’s parents really love Xiaoxiao."

Xiaoxiao smiled with curved eyebrows, "Aunt Mou, you think so too? I just worry, if dad doesn’t get married, I’m anxious."

Mou Wen: "..."

Xiao Jingqi is actually excellent, but for many years, he has indeed been living independently without any female company around him. It’s unclear if the previous marriage exhausted all his passion, or he just wants to raise Xiaoxiao healthily and that’s enough.

But regardless of the reason, she shouldn’t meddle, even if Xiaoxiao was pleading with her here.

Mou Wen thought about how to tell Xiaoxiao, but Xiaoxiao said, "Aunt Mou, actually I shouldn’t bother you with this, never mind. If dad doesn’t get married, he doesn’t get married. It’s good living with me."

Mou Wen was amused.

Bo Zhi looked at the time, came out of the lab, and took Xiaoxiao to pick up Xunxun.

The kindergarten kids and teachers have gotten used to Xunxun’s parents picking him up regularly. Previously, many young parents took photos of Bo Zhi with their phones.

Bo Zhi was extremely displeased.

He is not a public figure and doesn’t want to affect his son because of himself, so he talked to the school a few times and personally asked those taking photos to delete them.

Despite that, a few photos still made it online.

Bo Zhi used a combination of persuasion and deterrence, and now almost no one took photos of him when they saw him. Everyone understood his temperament and thought it was best not to provoke him.

Xunxun climbed into the car and saw Xiaoxiao occupying his car seat in the back, his brows slightly furrowed, "Mom, who is this?"

Xiaoxiao introduced herself, "Hello, Brother Xunxun, my name is Xiaoxiao."

"Hello."

Xunxun replied politely, then quietly sat in the back seat. Mou Wen explained why Xiaoxiao would be staying with them, observing Xunxun’s tense little face.

"Xunxun, you’re the older brother. In the future, help mom take good care of your little sister Xiaoxiao."

Xunxun nodded solemnly, a bit listlessly, "Alright, Mom."

Xiaoxiao stared at Xunxun and laughed, "Brother Xunxun, do you not like having strangers at home? I promise, I’ll be very good."

Xunxun glanced at her sideways for a moment, thinking he’d just endure, anyway, she wouldn’t stay long.

When they got home, they found an unexpected guest at their door. Seeing Bo Nian squatting at their doorstep, Mou Wen and Bo Zhi were quite surprised. Bo Nian saw the family returning and stretched his numb legs.

"Brother, sister-in-law, you’ve finally come back. If you hadn’t, I’d have died right here."

Mou Wen laughed, approached and looked Bo Nian up and down, who was a bit of a mess, and asked, "What are you doing here? You look quite disheveled, out shooting on location?"

Bo Nian shook his head, "No, I’m exhausted and hungry. Let me inside to eat something, I can’t go on."

Mou Wen helped her in, Bo Zhi picked up her bag from the ground.

Xunxun could only lead Xiaoxiao in.

Mou Wen casually made a bowl of noodles for Bo Nian, letting her fill up first. Watching Bo Nian quickly finish the whole bowl, she asked, "Niannian, what on earth happened to you? What made you so disheveled?"

Bo Nian finished her soup, wiped her mouth, and finally replied to Mou Wen’s question.

"Oh, sister-in-law, don’t mention it, I almost died on Nameless Mountain."

Nameless Mountain is a wild mountain in the neighboring province, reportedly not fully developed yet, intended to be a future tourist spot. Bo Zhi’s face darkened, "What were you doing there?"

Bo Nian was taken aback, then smiled, "Someone told me there was a kind of bird there, very beautiful colors and a delightful song. It was an anonymous tip, so I went."

Bo Zhi’s face fell further, "Bo Nian, don’t you have any sense? Someone anonymously told you, and you dared to go? The terrain of Nameless Mountain is dangerous, full of risks. Have you thought about the consequences?

Anyway, did you find that bird?"

Bo Nian looked confusedly at her brother, then at Mou Wen, "Brother, why are you angry? Isn’t my job special? Even if I don’t encounter it, it’s normal."

Mou Wen knew what Bo Zhi was angry about.

Although Mou Wen’s work circumstances are very special, often relying on luck to photograph an animal, this time, it was clearly different, looking like a trap.

Mou Wen tried to mediate.

"Niannian, you were too risky this time. Did the anonymous letter mention the location where the birds could be found?"