Chapter 259 Grandpa's Dream
It was already past midnight when it ended.
Seeing that she was too tired, Bo Jinyan carried her to the bathroom, cleaned her up, tucked her back into bed, and fell into a deep sleep while holding her.
In a daze, Sang Ruo saw her grandfather.
The old man stood in front of her, looking very grief-stricken.
"Grandpa, what's wrong? Are you not doing well over there...?"
"Grandpa is fine, but I'm really worried about you, and you're worried about our house." The old man wiped away his tears. "It's so cold. If you don't have a place to live, won't you freeze?"
house.
Sang Ruo gradually came to her senses.
The house that Grandpa was talking about should be the courtyard in Hengyang.
"Grandpa, how do you know the house isn't here with me?"
Sang Ruo quickly stepped forward and reached out to wipe away the tears on her grandfather's cheeks.
“That’s the house that Grandpa left for you, Xiao Ruo…” Grandpa held her hand, patted the back of her hand, and said earnestly, “You must get our house back.”
After saying that, Grandpa suddenly turned around and left, walking further and further away.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa..."
"Xiao Ruo, Xiao Ruo..."
Sang Ruo woke up with a start and jumped out of bed.
The moment she opened her eyes, she saw the man beside her.
Bo Jinyan subconsciously reached out and pulled her into his arms: "Did you have a nightmare? I couldn't wake you up no matter how I called you."
Sang Ruo swallowed subconsciously and turned to look at him.
The moment she saw the man, a wave of grievance welled up in her heart.
Her voice was choked with emotion: "I dreamt of my grandfather. He seemed to know that the courtyard house in Hengyang wasn't in my name, and he wanted me to take the house back."
A hint of heartache flickered in Bo Jinyan's eyes. He placed his hand on her back and gently patted it.
"I will definitely get that house back for you as soon as possible. Now, just relax and get some sleep, okay? Don't think too much."
As Sang Ruo felt his gentle caress, her mood gradually calmed down.
She nodded gently: "Okay."
The man lowered his head and placed a light kiss on her lips.
Perhaps because he was by her side, she slept very peacefully in the latter half of the night.
The next day, early morning.
When Sang Ruo woke up, Bo Jinyan was no longer in the room.
I thought he had already left, so I went downstairs to make breakfast for the kids. But when I went into the kitchen, I saw him busy at work, seemingly making sandwiches.
"woke up?"
The man turned his head and glanced at her, a gentle smile playing on his lips.
"I thought you had already left, I didn't expect you to actually get up and make breakfast..."
In her memory, this was probably the first time Bo Jinyan had ever cooked.
“How could I possibly leave?” Bo Jinyan suddenly replied in a serious tone, “If I could, I would like to stay at your house indefinitely.”
Sang Ruo looked at his half-joking, half-serious expression and chuckled softly.
"You probably don't cook much, right? Do you want me to cook?"
"No need." Bo Jinyan gestured with his chin toward the living room: "Go wait over there, or go call Linlin down. You can have breakfast soon."
"good."
When Song Linlin came down from the second floor, she immediately saw Bo Jinyan in the restaurant.
A look of curiosity welled up in her eyes: "Godfather, what are you doing here? When did you arrive?"
Just as Bo Jinyan was about to respond, Sang Ruo spoke first: "Your godfather came this morning. He said he hadn't seen you in a long time, so he came especially to make you breakfast..."
After Sang Ruo finished speaking, the man suddenly felt like crying but couldn't shed a tear.
Is there something about him that he's not good at?
They're already together, so why are they hiding their child from each other?
A look of surprise appeared in Song Linlin's eyes: "Godfather, you're so kind! I'm really growing to like you and Aunt Xiaoruo more and more. It would be wonderful if the three of us could live together."
Bo Jin responded, following the child's words, "Our Linlin is getting sweeter and sweeter."
Song Linlin smiled and lowered her gaze.
After breakfast, the two of them took their child to school together.
At this moment, at the school gate.
Bo Jinzhou had just seen Bo Yukang into the school gate and was about to leave when he spotted the car in front of him.
It was my uncle's Maybach.
The next second, Sang Ruo and Bo Jinyan got out of the car one after the other and walked towards the school gate with the child.
The man's hand gripping the steering wheel involuntarily tightened for a moment.
Why are they all dropping their kids off at school together so early in the morning?
Qinyuan Bay is almost half an hour away from Youfeng Tower. It's impossible for my uncle to run to Youfeng Tower early in the morning just to take the child to school.
Could it be that my uncle...
Just then, the phone that was placed next to me suddenly rang.
He glanced down and saw that it was his special assistant, Bai Yu, calling.
Bo Jinzhou quickly answered the phone: "What's up?"
"Mr. Bo, according to our informants, it's said that Mr. Bo spent the night at Youfeng Tower last night..."
The news struck like a bolt from the blue, causing the man's pupils to widen instantly.
"Are you sure you didn't see wrong with the eyeliner? Did he really spend the night at Youfeng Tower?"
“Yes! Absolutely true.” Bai Yu’s firm voice came from the phone: “It is said that Mr. Bo arrived at nine o’clock last night, and the three of them left together this morning, probably to take the children to school.”
Bo Jinyan's gaze remained fixed on the front, watching the two of them send the child into the school.
The hand gripping the phone continued to tighten its grip.
If the man hiding behind Sang Ruo really is her uncle...
Bo Jinzhou didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
That's absolutely amazing!
He was so shocked that he couldn't believe it!
He needs to confirm this as soon as possible!
After hanging up the phone, Bo Jinzhou saw Bo Jinyan and Sang Ruo get into the car one after the other, and then drive away.
The man's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably from excessive anger.
Morning, President's Office of Anding Group.
"Mr. Bo, were you looking for me?"
Zhang Ye stood respectfully in front of the desk, his gaze fixed on Bo Jinyan across from him.
Bo Jinyan put down the documents in his hand, and they glanced at him: "What's the situation at Hengyang Courtyard now? Are they still open for business?"
"Yes, I heard it's still open for business." Zhang Ye asked tentatively, "Mr. Bo, is there anything I can do for you?"
"That building is a residential building; there's no way they could profit from it. How can they be so brazen? Why don't they stop?"
Bo Jinyan's eyes turned chillingly cold.
Upon seeing the expression on his face, Zhang Ye suddenly dared not utter another word.
Mr. Bo is completely enraged...
"Find some relatively authoritative media outlets and expose Zhang Qingxiu's publicity stunt. Also, report the matter to the relevant authorities and ask them to send people to investigate thoroughly. Make the matter as big as possible, the bigger the better..."
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