Don't Compete, Young Jiang; My White Moonlight is a Great Flirt

[1v1 + Sweet宠溺 + Rekindled Romance + Taming the Mad Dog + Mutual Healing] [Cold, World-weary Beauty & Untamed, Arrogant Power Player]

Everyone in the Haicheng social circle knows one thin...

Chapter 100 Come Back Soon

Chapter 100 Come Back Soon

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Upon hearing this, Bo Siye immediately lost his composure, his eyes filled with twinkling laughter.

Although Bo Siye takes care of Jiang Siyu more in terms of daily life, he is often the more immature one in terms of mentality.

Therefore, Jiang Siyu was already quite adept at coaxing him.

The two chatted for a while longer before hanging up because Bo Siye had something to take care of.

After hanging up the phone, Bo Siye looked at the man who followed Song Qi in.

“Uncle.” Bo Siye stood up and sat down on the sofa with the other man, even personally pouring him a cup of tea.

Bo Ting sized up his nephew, Bo Siye, making no attempt to hide his admiration:

"With the Chinese New Year approaching, it's time for the annual family gathering of the Bo clan."

Upon hearing this, a chill spread through Bo Siye's dark eyes.

Bo Ting noticed the change in his expression, sighed inwardly, but had no choice but to offer some words of advice:

“They are your own mother and brother after all. If you do something too ugly, the people in the clan will not be at ease.”

If Bo Siye used his methods on outsiders, the family members would naturally be happy to see it happen, but if he used them on his own family members...

Putting themselves in their shoes, they were also afraid that one day Bo Siye would be just as ruthless towards them, so it's normal for them to be worried.

Since the news spread that Bo Xu and Mu Jing had been imprisoned by Bo Siye in the old Bo family mansion, more and more people have been coming to find Bo Ting.

They all asked him to persuade Bo Siye not to be so cold-blooded, since they were all family.

Bo Ting, being the only person in the clan who could persuade Bo Siye, naturally didn't want to get involved in this matter.

When Bo Siye's father insisted on removing Bo Siye from the family genealogy and sending him abroad, did they never consider that Bo Siye was also family to them?!

But recently, the people in the clan have started to band together and make some significant moves, so Bo Ting can no longer sit idly by.

Fan Yu's shares are scattered among various branches of the Bo family. Although the majority of the shares are with Bo Siye, if the other branches really unite, they could cause Bo Siye considerable trouble.

Just in time for the family gathering, if Bo Xu and Mu Jing show up and let the people of the clan know that Bo Siye didn't really do anything to them, then those restless people will have no reason to cause trouble.

Bo Siye naturally understood why Bo Ting said that. He rubbed the rim of the teacup with his fingertips, and the rising steam dampened his fingers.

Realizing this, Bo Siye withdrew his hand.

He looked at Bo Ting, his usual calm demeanor making it impossible to discern his thoughts: "I'll make the trip for you, Uncle. I'll take care of the arrangements."

Hearing him say that, Bo Ting was instantly relieved. He knew that Bo Siye had his own ideas, and he was also afraid that Bo Siye would really anger the public if he didn't listen to advice.

Fortunately, his uncle, relying on his past favoritism towards Bo Siye, could still offer some words of advice.

Thinking this, Bo Ting stood up and patted Bo Siye on the shoulder: "You are still young. It's only a matter of time before you completely take control of the entire Fanyu. There's no need to rush."

The Bo family's collateral branches are becoming increasingly short-sighted; it's only a matter of time before they're kicked out of Fanyu.

Knowing that Bo Ting was doing it for his own good, Bo Siye felt no displeasure.

He got up to see Bo Ting downstairs. In the elevator, Bo Ting suddenly said, "I heard you're dating President Jiang from Guanjing?"

Bo Siye was surprised that Bo Ting, who usually disliked meddling in other people's business, would ask this question. It was the first time that Bo Siye had been asked by an elder of his family, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"Yes." He nodded.

Bo Ting looked at him and smiled: "President Jiang is a capable and visionary person. If you really like him, then get along well with him."

“Okay.” Bo Siye nodded.

Looking at his unusually obedient behavior, Bo Ting knew perfectly well who it was because of, so Bo Ting went on and on about it.

These are all about the appropriate boundaries to maintain when interacting with someone you like, and the appropriate boundaries to maintain when interacting with other members of the opposite sex.

No one had ever told Bo Siye these things before, and since Bo Ting and his wife were indeed very much in love, Bo Siye carefully wrote them all down.

About forty minutes after Bo Ting left, Jiang Siyu called.

Bo Siye went downstairs and sat directly in the passenger seat of Jiang Siyu's car.

Even Bo Siye, who only produces one of these cars nationwide, is envious.

He fastened his seatbelt and glanced sideways at Jiang Siyu, who was wearing sunglasses because of the sun.

Jiang Siyu has never liked to tie her hair up. At this moment, her long hair, which was draped behind her, was being lifted by the wind, and her delicate and three-dimensional nose supported her sunglasses.

Her red lips were unconsciously pursed slightly as she focused on driving. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on her like an oil painting gradually emerging, so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.

While waiting at the traffic light, Jiang Siyu raised her hand to shield Bo Siye's eyes:

"You're not allowed to look anymore."

Once she got in the car, Bo Siye's eyes never left her, and even the usually cold-hearted Jiang Siyu found it hard to bear.

Bo Siye's gaze was very pure, without any evil intentions.

But eyes that hold no evil intentions, only admiration and love, make one's heart race even faster.

Noticing Jiang Siyu's shyness, Bo Siye readily looked away.

"I'm attending the Bo family dinner the day after tomorrow, so don't wait for me for dinner."

The day after tomorrow is Saturday, and at this time the two of them will be cooking for themselves at home.

Bo Siye was busy all day that day, so Jiang Siyu had to spend Saturday alone.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Siyu did not appear too disappointed. She admired strength and naturally did not want Bo Siye to be someone who would give up everything for love.

However, seeing Bo Siye looking at Jiang Siyu expectantly, Jiang Siyu suddenly had a flash of inspiration and asked:

"Then come back soon?"

Bo Siye withdrew his gaze with satisfaction: "Good."

*

Bo Siye got up and left home on Saturday morning, while Jiang Siyu slept until she naturally woke up.

As soon as she stepped out of the room, Maoya came over and rubbed against her legs. Jiang Siyu bent down and hugged it directly.

Last night, the two did some exercise that was good for their physical and mental health, and Bo Siye locked Mao Yaya outside the room.

Fortunately, the cat, Ya Ya, had gotten used to being thrown out by its male owner, so it only meowed twice at first and then didn't react much.

Jiang Siyu glanced at Mao Yaya's food bowl and, seeing that there was still a little food left, didn't add any more. Instead, she gave Mao Yaya a piece of cod to gnaw on to chew on.

Recently, Cat Tooth has been teething and likes to bite on everything, so Jiang Siyu specially bought it a lot of teething toys.

She also prepared a small glass bottle to hold the cat's baby teeth, as it is said that making a wish with a cat's baby teeth is very effective, and Jiang Siyu decided to try it if she had the chance.

Unaware that its teeth had taken on an important mission, Cat Tooth licked Jiang Siyu's finger after finishing the last bite of cod, then wiggled its butt and chased after Wool Ball.

Jiang Siyu watched it run all over the room, then looked at this place filled with the atmosphere of her and Bo Siye's life and smiled silently.

Frederick is right; regrets should be remedied, not forgotten.