Genius cute baby, Bo Shao's pet wife is too sweet

Chapter 280 Cherish Fate

After hearing this, Gu Ningxi fell into silence.

It's true that Bo Xiaoting is outstanding and worthy of entrusting him for life, maybe he's also right.

But... that person won't be me.

Thinking of this, my heart is inexplicably blocked.

There was a wry smile on his lips, this is a fact known before, isn't it?
She didn't want to continue this topic, so she changed the subject and said, "I'll take the dishes out."

Before Lin He could react, he ran out with the vegetables.

Lin He turned to look at her back, shook his head and smiled, but didn't care.

After lunch, Gu Ningxi took a nap with Niannian, and it was past four o'clock when he woke up.

When he came out of the room, he saw that Bo Xiaoting was drinking tea with Mr. Qin. Although there was a big difference in age between the two, they seemed to be chatting happily.

Looking at this scene, she couldn't help feeling a little dazed, as if seeing Bo Xiaoting and Nian Nian many years later.

This thought flashed through her mind, and she was so frightened that she quickly came back to her senses, raised her hand to touch her cheek, and smiled helplessly and angrily.

She is really crazy!

What are you thinking about?

"Girl, come here."

When Elder Qin's voice came, Gu Ningxi quickly raised her head, just in time to meet Bo Xiaoting's dark eyes.

The tip of my heart trembled slightly.

She quickly lowered her head and walked over quickly.

"Old Qin." She called obediently.

"Sit down and have a cup of tea with me." Old Qin smiled and motioned her to sit down.

She purposely chose a seat far away from Bo Xiaoting to sit down.

"Come, have a taste of Xiao Ting's tea."

Mr. Qin personally poured her a cup of tea, and she quickly took it, "Thank you."

Seeing her take a sip, Mr. Qin asked with a smile, "How is it?"

"It's...not bad."

I have to say that Bo Xiaoting's tea is really good.

Elder Qin looked at her, then at Bo Xiaoting, and said meaningfully: "Getting along with people is like drinking tea. It feels bitter and astringent at the beginning, but after the tea soup becomes weak, it's as tasteless as boiled water."

"So don't be unwilling to get along with others because of bitterness or astringency, and cherish fate."

Until dinner, Gu Ningxi was still thinking about what Elder Qin said.

Mr. Qin is a wise old man, he must have seen something wrong between her and Bo Xiaoting, so he said that.

She couldn't help but look at Bo Xiaoting who was drinking with Mr. Qin, wondering how he felt after hearing Mr. Qin's words.

"Grandpa and grandma, eat more." Niannian obediently helped Mr. Qin to drink Linhe pickled vegetables.

"Little guy, why are you so cute?"

Lin He couldn't hold back her liking for him, and reached out to gently pinch his little face.

"Xiao Ting, this little guy is much more likable than you were back then." Referring to the past, Elder Qin sighed, "Time is so fast, you already have a son."

As soon as these words came out, the air became inexplicably quiet.

Elder Qin went on to say: "From now on, every weekend, I will send the little guy over, and I will teach him to write and write myself."

Bo Xiaoting and Gu Ningxi looked at each other, then nodded: "Okay."

Later, when the three of them were about to leave, Lin He stuffed a red envelope into Niannian.

Gu Ningxi wanted to return it, but Lin He glared at her, "This is our gift for the child, not for you."

She smiled awkwardly, and quickly asked Niannian to thank her.

On the way back, because Bo Xiaoting drank, he asked Gu Ningxi to drive.

The car arrived at Dijing Mingyuan, through the windshield, Gu Ningxi saw Su Qingran hovering at the door at a glance.

He seemed to be holding an insulated box in his hand.

Gu Ningxi's expression instantly sank.

When Su Qingran saw the car, she hurried over, but as soon as she got closer, she saw Gu Ningxi in the driver's seat, and her expression suddenly changed.

How could she be with Xiao Ting? ?

Bo Xiaoting saw Su Qingran outside the car, frowned, and reached out to press the window, "Why are you here?"

The indifferent tone was mixed with a trace of imperceptible anger.

Realizing that he didn't welcome her, Su Qingran bit her lips, forced a smile, and said, "I made the soup myself."

As she spoke, she lifted the thermos in her hand, "Didn't you just get out of the hospital? I just wanted to bring it over for you to drink."

(End of this chapter)