Luo Yuwei covered her mouth with a laugh.
Ye Xian clenched his fists, his gaze fiercely set on him, "If I stand up, I’ll take a bite out of your..."
Bo Tingshen: "Take a bite out of what?"
Ye Xian had wanted to say "your head," but given his style of rhetorical questioning, the next line should have been "take a bite out of which head?"
For some reason, the image of a chaste little daisy swaying in the wind came to mind.
Ye Xian had a sudden shiver of awareness, wondering if he was thinking too much.
However, Bo Tingshen, this scum, had been shamelessly revealing his true nature more and more since all his despicable deeds had come to light.
Bo Xiaoli noticed Ye Xian wanted to change seats and quickly stood up, "Brother Ye, let’s swap seats!"
Still, sweet little sisters are both considerate and adorable!
Just as Ye Xian was about to push back his chair, Bo Tingshen looked up at Bo Xiaoli.
Freezing under his gaze, Bo Xiaoli was speechless, "..."
Ever since she was little, whenever her cousin looked at her with that expression, she never ended up with anything good.
Bo Xiaoli quietly sat back down. A Handsome Brother was important, but her cousin was someone she dared not offend even more.
Ye Xian, seeing Bo Tingshen’s threatening look, wished he could pick up a bowl of soup and pour it over his head.
Wen Yan, seeing Bo Tingshen unjustifiably dissing Ye Xian again, frowned slightly in displeasure, "Tingshen, please be a good host to our guests."
What was wrong with this child today? Although he wasn’t exactly warm to guests at home before, at least he was polite and courteous. Today, he seemed... a bit childish?
Unprecedentedly, she found this term suited him.
Luo Yuwei: "Auntie, it’s okay; President Bo is just joking with Ye Xian. Ye Xian won’t mind, right?"
Luo Yuwei looked at Ye Xian with a warm and gentle smile. Ye Xian returned her smile, "Of course... I mind a lot."
There was a moment of silence in the air, and Luo Yuwei’s smile froze on her face, while Bo Xiaoli almost spit out her soup.
Brother Ye is so straightforward, haha!
Bo Tingshen, as if chastened by his mother, moved Ye Xian’s pushed-back chair precisely back into place.
Under the table where no one could see, Ye Xian gave him a thumbs-up with his little finger.
As soon as Bo Tingshen put down his chopsticks, she quickly withdrew hers.
"You must be starving, right, Xianxian?"
Mother Bo stood up, continuously adding food to Ye Xian’s bowl, "Xianxian, could you share with Auntie what you’ve been busy with lately? I haven’t seen your schedule on the fan forum, is there some confidential activity going on?"
Confidential activity, huh. It was indeed very confidential, so much that he had been cooped up at home.
It was a question better posed to your darling son! Ye Xian’s lips curved upward, "Aunt Bao, my schedule is all personally arranged by the CEO, so it would be better to ask him directly."
Wen Yan was somewhat surprised; Tingshen personally arranging activities for Xianxian, was he that attentive?
With an expectant look, she turned to Bo Tingshen, who responded smoothly and expressionlessly, "Lately, he’s been involved in an activity that cultivates mental focus and patience, as well as being beneficial to personal development, healthy growth, and character building."
"Really? That sounds pretty good."
As a fan of Ye’s, Wen Yan nodded in satisfaction.
As a fan, she wasn’t demanding that her idol achieve overnight success or have a grand future; she merely hoped he wouldn’t be working non-stop, 24 hours a day, to the brink of collapse. Receiving activities that were good for his mental and physical health and that fostered outstanding qualities was the best outcome.
Ye Xian looked at Bo Tingshen with shock written all over his face. How did this scum manage to describe doing nothing all day but sleeping in as so grand and noble? Does he have no shame at all?