Chapter 717 Aftermath of the Poisoning Incident

Although they are now raising two children together, Xiaokang and Linlin are not his and her children.

Although he didn't say it outright, he always harbored regrets in his heart.

“Ayan…” Sang Ruo was about to speak, but Bo Jinyan seemed afraid that she would say any more words of refusal, so he directly sealed her pink lips with his thin lips, making all her words choke in her throat.

The kiss, so urgent, almost stole her breath, leaving her no chance to even open her mouth.

Just when Sang Ruo thought she was about to drown in his kiss, the man suddenly released her pink lips and instead kissed her neck, his large hands even beginning to undress her.

When Sang Ruo realized what he was about to do, she gasped, "No, not here..."

Let's go back to our room.

This is the study.

But the man completely ignored her words and continued kissing her without stopping his hands.

The atmosphere in the study gradually shifted from cold and austere to enchanting, as if Bo Jinyan was trying to make up for all the losses he had incurred over the past few days.

Two hours later, Sang Ruo lay on his desk, feeling as if her whole body had been run over by a car, aching and sore. On the other hand, Bo Jinyan was as refreshed as he had been two hours earlier.

Sang Ruo was so angry that she bit him.

Despite the pain in his arm, Bo Jinyan gently stroked her hair, his eyes tender: "I know you're in pain. I'll help you get dressed, and then we'll go downstairs to eat, okay?"

He glanced at his watch; it was lunchtime.

"The master bedroom is right next door, why did you have to mess with me in the study?" Sang Ruo's usually watery eyes were red and swollen afterward, making her look both obedient and adorable as she accused him, "Don't you know how hard your desk is?"

His desk was made of mahogany, and mahogany furniture is generally quite hard.

It's great for office work, but using it for *that* kind of thing is pure torture.

She wouldn't bite him like that if he were in a different place.

Upon hearing this, a faint smile appeared in Bo Jinyan's eyes: "Okay, next time we'll go back to our room and won't let you suffer here."

Sang Ruo didn't say anything and let him help her put on her clothes.

Fortunately, people in the capital were already wearing long sleeves and wool coats this season, so with their clothes thick, no one could tell what had just happened.

It was completely dark outside, night had fallen, and a cold wind was blowing constantly, making the entire villa brightly lit, as bright as day.

Bo Yukang and Song Linlin sat on the living room carpet playing with toys until Aunt Feng called them to eat together before they went to the dining room.

The four of them took their seats. Sang Ruo sat next to Bo Jinyan the whole time. Seeing that Bo Yukang across from her wasn't eating much, she couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Kang, why are you only eating rice and not the vegetables? Is the food not to your liking?"

"Mom, I'm scared."

Bo Yukang was so afraid that the poisoning incident would happen again that he lost his appetite and was afraid that the food he ate was poisoned.

Sang Ruo also felt sorry for the child. She put down her bowl and chopsticks, took the spoon next to his plate, used the serving chopsticks to pick up a few of his favorite dishes, and asked, "Xiao Kang, don't be afraid. This is Qinyuan Bay, this is home. No one will hurt you anymore."

"How about Mom feeds you?"

Bo Yukang has always had a good appetite and has never caused her any worry.

But now, because Wen Qingyi poisoned his bowl, he has developed a strange fear of food.

It's really heartbreaking.

Bo Yukang glanced at the food on her spoon, and although reluctant, she still opened her mouth and ate it.

Mom isn't Aunt Wen; she wouldn't harm him.

Only after he finished eating all the rice in his bowl did Sang Ruo put down her bowl and sit back down next to Bo Jinyan: "Xiao Kang, if there's anything you want to eat, tell Mommy, and Mommy will get it for you. You can't skip meals, okay?"

His fear of food stemmed entirely from Wen Qingyi, not from a dislike of the food itself.

With proper support, he will get better day by day.

Bo Yukang nodded emphatically, but he still didn't touch the food in front of him.

Song Linlin picked out some of his favorite vegetables for him: "Brother Xiaokang, eat your food."

Normally, after finishing a bowl of rice, he would eat a few dishes. Why doesn't he eat any of them?

Looking at the food in the bowl in front of him, and seeing that his mother wasn't eating and was just staring at him as he ate, Bo Yukang finally picked up his chopsticks and began to eat with difficulty.

Sang Ruo knew that a moderately prosperous life could only be achieved gradually and could not be rushed.

Bo Jinyan, who had been sitting next to her, nudged her and said, "Don't keep staring at the child like that. It makes it seem like you're forcing him to eat. If Xiaokang wants to eat, he'll eat on his own."

Give him some time and space.

Sang Ruo couldn't taste the food at all during the meal.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Sang Ruo made Bo Yukang a cup of milk before he went to bed, and then knocked on his door: "Xiao Kang? Are you asleep?"

"No, Mom." Upon hearing his mother's voice, Bo Yukang immediately sat up, his eyes filled with surprise and delight: "Mom, why did you come here?"

His mother rarely came to his room, but she went to Song Linlin's room more often than his.

Sang Ruo smiled faintly and placed the milk she had prepared in his palm: "Xiao Kang, this is milk that Mom made for you. You haven't been eating much these past few days and haven't been getting enough nutrition. Drink this before you go to sleep, okay?"

"good."

Bo Yukang gulped down the entire glass of milk, leaving not a drop.

Sang Ruo told Bo Yukang stories in his room until he fell asleep, then covered him with a blanket, took a glass, and quietly left his room.

She took the cup downstairs and then went back into the room.

As soon as she entered the room, Bo Jinyan hugged her tightly from behind, his hands around her waist: "Xiao Kang needs your care, but I don't need your care?"

Her eyes seemed to see only the child, and she could no longer see his existence.

“Xiao Kang was just frightened, what’s wrong with me keeping him company?” Sang Ruo knew he cared about her, and asked with a smile, “Why are you jealous of a child?”

If they have children in the future, will he be consumed by jealousy every day?

After all, she has three children to raise. How could she possibly be jealous every single day?

Bo Jinyan wasn't bothered by Bo Yukang, but by Bo Yukang's father: "I just don't want you to care about him more than you care about me."

Every time he saw Bo Yukang, it was as if he were seeing the loving past that Bo Jinzhou and she had shared.

Although he knew it was wrong, he still minded.