"Mom knows that you don't like your father, and your father has done some things too much, but after all, he is your father and the one who raised you, and he is still ill in bed.
The things he did were for the good of you and the Bo family, and he had no bad intentions towards you.
Don't be angry with him and just forgive him, okay?"
Bo Zhanye never expected that his mother would kneel down for Bo Huaijing.
He pulled her up forcefully: "What did he do to you back then? Was it worth it?"
Zhao Xinlan smiled bitterly: "Whether it's worth it or not doesn't matter. What matters is that I'm old and don't want to see you father and son kill each other.
If you really don't want to go back to Bo's house, Mom won't make it difficult for you. Anyway, after you and Xixi get married, you will live outside and just go home to see Mom during the holidays.
As for your marriage to Xixi, don't worry. Now that Xixi has an identity, I will help persuade him so that he won't be in trouble again.
From now on, as we two old people depend on each other, wouldn't it be nice for you to live your happy life in harmony?"
Headache caused by weak night breath.
These things are not as simple as what mother said. At least if he wants to kill Lan Xixi, it will have serious consequences.
But telling my mother would only cause worry.
He said: "I will take care of it and won't embarrass her. You go back to bed."
It’s a non-negotiable tone.
Zhao Xinlan was afraid that she would be disobedient and make him unhappy, so she nodded, glanced at the operating room, and turned back to the ward.
Bo Zhanye rubbed his painful eyebrows with his slender fingers.
Women of that era always put men first and were obedient to men.
My mother was soft-tempered, so she could forgive Bo Huaijing's decades-long mistakes and feel pity for her.
This is something he doesn't like.
But what can be done?
‘Ding!’ The door of the operating room opened.
The doctor came out and said respectfully and politely: "Jiuye, the old man's illness is just an acute attack of the heart and an increase in blood pressure. Now the blood pressure will be lowered and he will be fine. There is no big problem."
"That's good. How is he now?"
"You're awake now. You can come into the ward for a visit in half an hour."
"good."
Bo Zhanye breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter how ruthless he is, no matter how much he doesn't like Bo Huaijing, he is his biological father after all, and now that his mother cares so much, he doesn't want his condition to get serious.
"Uncle Jiu." A gentle voice sounded.
Bo Zhanye raised his eyes and saw Bo Xilang approaching, his eyes darkened slightly and he raised his lips:
"It has been treated and everything is fine."
His tone was definitely not friendly. After all, this nephew had dated Lan Xixi before and hoped that Lan Xixi would be with her.
Bo Xilang was quite a gentleman and said: "Xixi should have explained to you what happened last time. I originally wanted to post the video of that night on Weibo, but Xixi's situation that night was a bit bad and it would implicate you again.
So I didn’t let go.”
Be careful, clear and polite.
Bo Zhanye frowned.
It was a bad night...
He didn't see it with his own eyes, but he fell into the pool in the middle of winter and was cold and wet. He didn't need to think about it to know how pitiful and miserable he was.
Thinking of this, he hated Bo Huaijing even more.
As a biological father, he always only cares about profit, and has never asked him what he really needs or likes. He also makes things difficult for his most important person.
If it weren't for his mother, he might have taken measures.
only......
His unusually deep and vast eyes locked on Bo Xilang and asked:
"Xixi?
She is going to be my wife soon, should you call her that?"