For many years of marriage, Hua Shang could never warm the hearts of her husband and son. More than a wife and mother, she was more like a nanny.
It wasn't until she returned to Jincheng ...
But, most of the time, she was only asked to do some chores.
After all, in Bo Yunyan's eyes, Mrs. Bo has never accomplished anything.
Now that you are planning to divorce, it is better to end some things cleanly.
Thinking of this, Hua Chang specially prepared the divorce agreement and prepared to print it out and give it to Bo Yunyan.
Just when Hua Chang and her daughter were having a great time, the Bo family was in chaos.
Bo Zishen had an allergy yesterday, so today he could only drink porridge as the doctor instructed.
But he has always been picky about food, and even his porridge is only used to the fresh fish porridge made by Hua Chang.
The nanny tried several different styles, but he was never satisfied.
"It's just a bowl of porridge, is it that difficult?"
He pursed his lips unhappily, feeling a little blaming his mother.
Even if mom is going to be angry, she shouldn't stay home.
She only knows how to cook and take care of children, but now she can't even do her job well.
Bo Zishen dropped his spoon and was in a bad mood when he was noticed by Bo Yunyan who was looking for his tie.
He frowned and asked his aunt, "What's going on?"
Auntie was a little helpless: "Young Master wants to eat the fresh fish porridge made by Madam. This porridge is complicated to make. I have tried many times, and the taste is different every time."
Bo Yunyan's face darkened: "Call her."
Auntie was about to make a phone call, but Bo Yunyan seemed to have thought of something and added calmly, "By the way, ask her where I put my tie."
She collected all his clothes.
Hua Chang has average abilities, but is good at serving others.
Auntie hurriedly called Hua Shang: "Madam, the young master wants to eat the fresh fish porridge you made...Would you like to come back? Also, the gentleman asked where he put his tie."