Lan Xixi came close to Bo Xiaomo's ear and whispered something in a low voice. Bo Xiaomo's face immediately lit up with joy:
"Okay! Great! I can see Auntie every day!"
"Yeah." Lan Xixi smiled softly, kissed her son on the forehead, and stood up: "Let's go eat quickly."
"No, I'm a little man, packing things for my aunt."
The little guy said happily and pulled Lan Xixi upstairs:
"Daddy, daddy, auntie is back to pack things. Come and help auntie."
"!!!"
Lan Xixi just wanted to take her things quietly and leave. This little guy was having trouble with her!
She quickly covered his mouth and wanted to say something. Bo Zhanye's tall and slender figure had already walked out of the study.
The whole body is dark, the breath is cold, and it is still so high that no one can approach it.
She was embarrassed: "I don't have much, so I don't need help."
Bo Zhanye's condensed gaze fell on her, and he raised his thin lips: "Don't be so sentimental, I'll go back to the room to get something."
After saying that, he stepped forward and passed her.
The indifferent and noble expression seemed to carry a strange and alienated look that was different from the past, as if he was just a stranger.
Lan Xixi's heart tightened, and it stung for some reason, but then she felt relieved again.
To him, she is just a temporary Lanjiao. In his eyes, she is at most a plaything of interest. Once the plaything disappoints him, he will simply throw it away in disgust.
How could he have a good attitude toward her?
And he was Lan Jiao's husband. He forced her to apologize to Feier Song on the night of the banquet, which made her hate being hurt even more.
What is it that stings her?
After gathering her thoughts, Lan Xixi led Xiao Mo into the room and packed her things.
Most of the things here belong to Lan Jiao. There are very few things she needs to take away, and they are all packed up in less than ten minutes.
This includes a set of clean and tidy sheets.
"Master Jiu, I took this set of bed sheets with me. I will take photos in a smart way so as not to reveal any flaws. If Master Jiu has time, he can cooperate and take photos with the same bed sheet at home."
She planned it very cleverly.
Bo Zhanye snorted coldly and ignored it.
Bo Xiaomo on the side was smarter and understood the meaning and suggested:
"Auntie, I think we should take some group photos and use them as inventory in case of emergencies. Otherwise, if you don't share the same frame for a long time, it will be easy to be exposed."
Seems reasonable?
And to avoid having to meet again for photos and cooperation in the future, Lan Xixi said simply and neatly:
"I think it's okay. Can Master Jiu cooperate now?"
Worried that he would misunderstand, she added: "Once we cooperate, we will never see each other again. I don't think Mr. Jiu wants us to meet again, right?"
Bo Zhanye's hand holding the pen tightened.
Never seen again? He raised his eyebrows and looked at her coldly:
"What I told Tang Shishen before was that I wanted to meet as soon as possible? Miss Lan clearly distinguishes between infatuation and alienation."
The words are inexplicably strange.
Lan Xixi frowned.
She didn't say that to Tang Shishen, but Tang Shishen was her boyfriend. Even if she said that, what was the problem? He had no qualifications to be sarcastic.
Judging from his posture, he didn’t want to cooperate in taking photos. She said:
"Since Mr. Jiu doesn't have time, I'll leave first."
She pulled her small suitcase and prepared to leave.
Bo Zhanye's eyes darkened: "Do I allow you to leave? Compared with you not wanting to meet me, I don't want you to appear in my world again."
Lan Xixi: "..."
Who rarely appears in his world!
A sentimental dog man!
The atmosphere between the two of them was so tense that it could break at any time like a taut string on a piano!
Bo Xiaomo frowned deeply and looked at the two of them speechlessly.