Bo Xichen paused for a moment, pulled her over from behind, and patted her: "You’re amazing, even Lin Yuan has been won over by you, and stop calling Old Wang ’Old Bastard’."

"He calls me ’Little Bastard’ too, like I don’t know!" XiaoShen puffed up in anger.

Bo Xichen was at a loss for words; these two siblings really have a love-hate relationship. Mr. Wang used to be so steady, and now he’s become this childish. That kick back then was out of extreme frustration and closeness; if it were someone else, it wouldn’t just end with a kick.

Both Bo Xichen and Gu Anxi understood this, otherwise it wouldn’t just be a simple cold war.

At this moment, the two of them chatted idly, and when she got sleepy, she leaned in his arms and fell asleep.

Bo Xichen looked down, found it amusing, picked her up, and walked toward the bedroom...

Early in the morning, she woke up unusually early, and Bo Xichen, who rarely stayed home, was buttoning his shirt at the bedside, with his back to her, so he didn’t notice she was awake.

XiaoShen scooted over, knelt down, and hugged him from behind, yawning as she said, "Good morning, uncle."

Bo Xichen smiled, squeezed her hand: "I’ll come back for you in the afternoon."

Gu Anxi murmured, still not letting go.

He turned around, settled her in his arms, and rubbed her little head: "I have something to do today."

She responded with another "Oh," obediently.

Bo Xichen pinched her cheek, left with a laugh.

After he left, Gu Anxi got up, ran to the study barefoot.

She turned on the computer, typed a string of code, unlocked a program, and then sent it to her uncle, with the title — Wedding Gift.

Having done this, XiaoShen contentedly went back to catch some more sleep.

Meanwhile, Bo Xichen went to the dining room. Bo Nianyao and Mrs. Bo were long used to Gu Anxi sleeping in and didn’t ask, only the old master eagerly asked him, "Where’s that little rascal? Sleeping in again? It’s not good for her health at such a young age."

Mrs. Bo elegantly ate breakfast, "What’s wrong with it? Kids like to sleep in sometimes, so what?"

The old master’s eyes flickered, then said, "No, what I mean is... kids who go to bed early and rise early are healthier, and Anxi must be bored at home every day, how about going back to school? I can talk to XiaoShen... Nian Yao, Lin Yun, don’t worry about it being a hassle, I’ll take care of taking the kid in and picking her up, just an old bone, but still can drive."

Having said that, he stared at the Bo Family trio.

The Bo Family trio calmly continued with breakfast, some eating, some drinking milk, and then Bo Xichen got up: "I’m off to work."

Seeing him about to leave, the old master hurried: "Hey, I’m not done talking, Xichen, I have something important to discuss."

Bo Xichen smiled: "Just look forward to the child we’ll have."

He paused: "If all goes well, they’ll be school-age in about five years."

The old master, full of enthusiasm, was doused with cold water, unhappily said, "What’s there to look forward to, there’s already a kid here."

Then he thought to himself that he should try harder on his son, so he said gently, "Nianyao, you said the child is still small, kids should learn more when they’re young, it’s better for their growth."

Bo Nianyao signaled Bo Xichen to go to work, taking on the responsibility of dealing with his father.

After his son left, he said, "Our child has already completed dual doctorates at Cambridge, whether to go to school or not is irrelevant now."

"But they should learn some other skills, plus, PE classes at school would be great for maintaining a good figure," the old master said, fashion-conscious as ever.

Bo Nianyao chuckled, "Anxi’s good at both motorcycles and sports cars, you know about KO, that’s our kid."

The old master swallowed hard, after a while squeezed out a sentence: "At a young age, they should have a few more relationships, otherwise they’ll be fooled by scum."

Mrs. Bo rolled her eyes: "Dad, Anxi and Xichen are married, where’s the scum?"

The old master sighed regretfully, after a while said, "Seems there’s no place for her at school anymore."

Feeling quite defeated, the old master finished breakfast and sat in the Orchid Room courtyard —

Missing his granddaughter, feeling crazy.

The servant came to inform Bo Nianyao, who merely smiled.

Just another old man conquered by the child...

*

Bo Xichen arrived at the hospital, slipped on a white coat as he walked into his office, went over things with his assistant, casually asked a few questions, and then went to the intensive care ward for rounds, paying special attention to Tang Yuan’s condition, unfortunately, Tang Yuan probably overstretched herself and couldn’t recover, Bo Xichen studied the data for a long time, finally called Dr. Li, his voice calm: "Stop the chemotherapy, her body can’t take it anymore."

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