Holding the mobile phone, Lan Xixi was confused and worried, and it was difficult to answer it in front of Bo Xilang, so she said:
"I need to pee urgently. I need to go to the bathroom."
She hurried to the public restroom, but the calls continued. She took a deep breath and answered:
"Hello?"
"Auntie, it's me."
Xiaomo?
Lan Xixi felt inexplicably lost?
But then I thought about it, Bo Zhanye had said early that he wouldn't let her appear in front of him, so it was indeed impossible to make a phone call.
She hummed softly: "Xiao Mo, what's wrong?"
“I’m jet lagged and can’t sleep.
Also, I am not used to the food here, which makes me feel very uncomfortable.
Auntie, can you make something, vacuum-pack it and send it to me for air transport?
Lan Xixi frowned: "Isn't there a Chinese restaurant over there? Look for it, and the food you cook yourself is also delicious."
Bo Xiaomo felt aggrieved: "Daddy has been working since he came here and doesn't care about me. I'm like an abandoned rag doll. I'm so pitiful."
I miss my aunt and the food she cooked, and I can’t eat anything else.
Auntie, please, or I will starve to death."
The little voice was aggrieved and pitiful.
If it were Yaya, Lan Xixi would teach her to adapt to life, but Xiao Mo has autism, and many times what he says cannot be ignored.
Anyway, after filming the video with Jiang Yanran, there was still time, she said:
"Okay, I'm going to be lucky internationally."
"Yeah, by the way, Daddy has a lot of social activities, and the wine abroad is quite strong. I'm worried about Daddy, so please ask Auntie to take out the stomach medicine in my room."
Lan Xixi nodded and followed the instructions one by one.
She didn't know that two days later, her concern for Xiao Mo would become another story.
"Daddy, was tonight's meal delicious?" Bo Xiaomo asked simply, sitting at the dining table.
Bo Zhanye thought he wanted to be praised and nodded:
"Yeah, not bad." I just don't know why, it's very similar to Lan Xixi's craftsmanship?
The next second, I heard Bo Xiaomo say:
"Auntie cooked the food!"
Lanxixi?
Bo Zhanye raised his sword eyebrows.
Bo Xiaomo explained: "Auntie was worried that you were not acclimated to the local climate, so she specially cooked some food in vacuum packaging and delivered it to you. There is still a lot of it in the refrigerator.
Moreover, Auntie was worried that you would drink too much, so she specially mailed the stomach medicine together.
Auntie is really a considerate girlfriend."
Bo Zhanye: "..."
He got up and walked to the refrigerator, opened it, and saw a pile of packaged vegetables inside.
Next to it, there is a recently opened express box.
His eyes were filled with deep suspicion, and he didn't believe that this was Lan Xixi's doing. He turned around and looked at Bo Xiaomo:
"You asked her to do this?"
It's questioning, but it's also affirmative.
Bo Xiaomo tightened his palms.
It takes a lot of courage to lie to a powerful father!
He said: "Yes, Auntie wanted you not to be angry, but didn't know what to do, so I made a small suggestion.
Auntie really wants you to forgive her."
Bo Zhanye's face was reserved and his emotions could not be seen:
"Tell her that not everything can be forgiven.
Especially those who let children act as lobbyists are not worthy of forgiveness."
He is tired of her taking advantage of her children. What is the difference between her and other women?
I am even more fed up with myself facing such methods, and I am actually wavering.
Damn it!
Bo Xiaomo froze on the spot.
Daddy is so angry, are you really angry?
But... what Daddy means is that he would rather Auntie take the initiative to step forward?
But how do you get Auntie to take the initiative?
Headache~~
inside the room.
Bo Zhan lit the cigarette irritably that night, letting the strong factors penetrate into his internal organs and erode the irritability in his heart.
Five minutes later, he took out his mobile phone and sent a voice message to Lan Xixi:
"Did I feel too gentle for you before, making you think that I was easy to coax and could forgive you with just a few favors?
Lan Xixi, as an adult, you are responsible for the mistakes you make."
Just after saying "knock knock", there was a knock on the door.
"Zhan Ye, I have something to ask you." Lan Jiao stood at the door with a decent posture and a gentle voice.
Bo Zhanye put out his cigarette, walked to the computer desk and sat down: