Bo Yan, "Who was the first to take an interest in Xi Gu’s development project and propose the case?"
"One of the shareholders."
Bo Yan played with the coffee cup in his hand, "Not bad, with you in charge here at Diyang Media, and others still managing to reach so far, it’s quite impressive. Don’t be upset, just take good care of it, and that will be enough."
This statement of care was downright chilling in tone.
Bo Yan finished his coffee and stood up, preparing to leave. Situ Jue saw him to the door. "Mr. Qi, Boss Yao asked me to ask you, are you still going to develop in M country? Where had you reached before, and now there are several good opportunities there, do you want to give them a try?"
"Wait for my news, I’ll reply to you tomorrow."
Zhizhi became a hot topic on the official blog, ranking first and leaving the second place far behind without any comparison.
Bo’s mother originally didn’t like to use electronic products, but because of her grandson’s affair, she also picked up a tablet and started to play with it.
Seeing that everyone online was sharing pictures of Zhizhi, she was somewhat displeased.
Her precious child was not a rare animal. Putting his pictures online for everyone to view made her somewhat angry.
"Baby, these pictures of Zhizhi, let’s have them taken down. Everyone on the internet is passing them around. What is there really to see? Do people not know how to give birth themselves?"
Yuran comforted Bo’s mother for a while, and finally calmed her down. She smiled at Bo’s mother, "Mom, taking Zhizhi to school later might be troublesome, thank you for your hard work."
Bo’s mother waved her hand, "The kindergarten is so close, it’s not hard for me at all. It’s you and Xiaoqi, are you two planning to have a second child?"
Yuran shook her head, "Bro Qi might not be ready yet. We’re not giving Zhizhi siblings for now. Once Bro Qi is ready, we’ll discuss it. When Zhizhi grows a bit older, it will be easier for him to look after a brother or sister."
Zhizhi had been playing with building blocks, but when he heard this topic, he became extremely interested and ran over with the blocks clapping, "Mommy, are you going to have a little brother or sister for Zhizhi? When? Where are they now?"
Yuran teased him, "Does Zhizhi want a little brother or sister?"
Zhizhi thought about it seriously, "Want a sister. Zhizhi can take care of her, help her style her hair."
"What if she wants you to play dolls with her?"
"Zhizhi can do that too!"
Bo’s mother was instead amused by Zhizhi first, pinching his face, "Our Zhizhi will make a good big brother."
Zhizhi’s eyes curved into smiles.
Bo Yan returned home, and Zhizhi ran over excitedly, diving into Bo Yan’s arms. Bo Yan picked him up, "Little treasure, missed Daddy?"
"Missed." Zhizhi’s arms encircled his neck, "Daddy, Zhizhi just told Mommy and Grandma, Zhizhi will be a good big brother. Daddy, when will Mommy give Zhizhi a little sister? Zhizhi wants a sister."
Those words made Bo Yan shiver. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to fulfill Zhizhi’s wish, but he didn’t want to give Zhizhi false hope.
"Isn’t it okay for mom and dad to just spoil Zhizhi alone without a sister?"
Zhizhi didn’t understand, "Why isn’t there a sister?"
Bo Yan didn’t know how to explain, and both Bo Yan’s mother and Yuran knew what Bo Yan cared about. They looked at each other but said nothing. Bo Yan’s mother interrupted the father-son conversation, "Alright, alright, Zhizhi, dad is back, take dad to wash his hands, shall we have dinner?"
After dinner, Zhizhi accompanied Bo Yan’s mother for a walk. Bo Yan cornered Yuran at the entrance of their bedroom. Yuran, confused, looked up at his face so close to hers, "What’s wrong?"
Her face, under the light, took on a warm hue and was very comforting to look at. Zhizhi’s eyes were just like hers, pitch-black and bright, with a small nose and a high bridge. Even from this close distance, one couldn’t find any flaws; on the contrary, she still looked unbelievably beautiful.
He bent down, kissed her cheek, and asked, "What did you say to Zhizhi? Why suddenly bring up the topic of a sister?"
She wrapped her arms around his waist, "Actually, it wasn’t sudden. I’ve had this thought before. Today, while chatting with mom, it was little smarty-pants who overheard with his keen ears and kept talking about it.
Brother Qi, actually having children is like that, not particularly dangerous. Sure, there are incidents during childbirth, but the ratio is very small. We could consider having one more child. Zhizhi being an only child is too lonely."
Bo Yan disagreed, "Zhizhi won’t be lonely. Once his cousin brothers get married, they will play with Zhizhi. He just needs to wait a bit longer, baby, you promised me, no more children."
Yuran was very certain; indeed, she had never agreed. Each time this issue was raised, he never got an answer, but Bo Yan always felt that she had agreed.
Bo Yan frowned, staring into her eyes, "You really never agreed?"
In his memory, every time it was mentioned, Yuran seemed... indeed, she had never really agreed.
Bo Yan helplessly pulled a small smile, drew her close into his embrace, his chin resting on her shoulder, his warm breath spreading near her ear, "Baby, I don’t want children anymore. I want you with me, forever, I don’t want to experience any accidents, even if the risk is zero."
Yuran: "...Brother Qi, you can’t be . When I’m out there, who knows what could happen any day, there’s no absolute. We aren’t having kids, right?"
Yuran grinned slyly, "Then we can also do away with the process of making babies, you see how diligent you are, since we’re not having babies, there’s no point in that, right?"
Bo Yan’s expression changed instantly, he squeezed Yuran’s shoulders, making her face him directly, "Baby, tell me you’re joking."
"I’m not joking, how can one joke about such a thing, Brother Qi, you know I usually don’t joke, so we should appropriately reduce our number of times being intimate."
"Baby, that’s not fair to me."
Yuran pinched his face and planted a kiss on the corner of his lips, "Then you depriving me of the chance to be a mother-in-law, that’s also not fair to me."
Bo Yan moved his lips, gritted his teeth, "Fine, then we’ll reduce it, when we’re not intimate, I’ll just sleep in the study."
But he thought to himself: I’ll return to the room after you’ve fallen asleep.
Yuran never expected, even with the conversation reaching this point, that he could still be so persistent. She recalled her own childbirth, which wasn’t so bad at all. He didn’t accompany her inside, so he probably didn’t see her at the brink of life and death.
So why is he so opposed to having another child?
Yuran found it hard to understand him now, but if someone was uncomfortable, how could she let him down?
Yuran pulled his arms from around her waist, and with a smile she said, "Alright, from today, Brother Qi, you go sleep in the guest room. I’ll explain to mom."