Sijun was shocked. She didn't expect Xiao Yu to know so much about her.

She looked at Xiao Yu nervously, "He asked you to investigate me?"

She knew Bo Junyi's methods very well.

Once he got her hooked, there was no way she could escape.

Xiao Yu smiled, "Sister-in-law, I'll take the children away first. Don't worry, I'll take good care of them."

Sijun knew she couldn't refuse. She took a deep breath and sighed, "Come in and wait. I'll change their clothes and cook."

"No, and the eldest won't allow it. I'll go wait in the car." Xiao Yu smiled and turned to go out.

Sijun closed the door gently, turned around and looked at the two little buns standing in front of her, "Okay, stop watching, go get ready."

"Yeah! I can go see my uncle!" they cheered enthusiastically.

Sijun didn't understand why they liked Bo Junyi so much.

Is it really because of blood relationship, and do they know that the man is their...father?

Thirty minutes later, two neatly dressed and well-fed little babies came out of the apartment.

Xiao Yu got out of the car and opened the door, "Please."

Nong Nong was the first to get in. She had ridden in this car once before, so she didn't feel strange at all.

She was very happy, patting the seat beside her, "Brother, hurry up!"

Bo Yao looked at his naive sister, shrugged helplessly, took the schoolbag from Sijun's hand, and got in the car.

"Mommy, goodbye!" The two little guys said in unison, stretching out their little hands and shaking them constantly.

Sijun also waved at them, "Be obedient, do you know."

"Yeah." The two nodded vigorously together, indicating that they would be obedient.

Xiao Yu closed the car door and grinned, "Sister-in-law, I will bring the child back to you in the afternoon."

Sijun had a calm expression and no emotion could be seen.

If Bo Jun also wanted to see the child, she would not stop him.

Just don't bother her.

Maybe she would be willing to accept his existence.

After Xiao Yu drove the two little guys away, Sijun walked back to the apartment.

She ate some sandwiches, drank the rest of the milk, and went to the attic studio to paint.

Recently, she took a job to draw illustrations for a children's magazine, so she was very busy.

After working attentively for three hours, she looked up and found that it was already twelve o'clock. She

touched her stomach and felt a little hungry, so she went downstairs to find something to eat.

Just as she was about to go into the kitchen, the door opened, and Bo Junyi, wearing a dark tweed coat, stood in front of her coldly.

She was startled and asked in surprise, "How did you get in?"

"The key that Nongnong gave me." The man came in and put the bag in his hand on the table, "Come here, have dinner."

Sijun frowned, walked over and spread out her palms, "Give me back the key."

"The key belongs to Nongnong, and I'll give it back to her." Bo Junyi took out the packed meals in the bag and opened them one by one.

Sijun couldn't bear it anymore, and said coldly, "Mr. Bo, what do you want to do?"

"What do you think?" Bo Junyi asked coldly, standing in front of the dining table.

His dark eyes were terribly cold.

Did she really not understand?

"How should I know?" Sijun was unhappy, and her tone became a little heavier, "This is my home, not your home. Please don't come in without my permission in the future."

"Want to cut off your relationship with me?" Bo Junyi asked coldly.

"You and I have nothing to do with each other." Sijun frowned, looking unhappy. She glanced at the food on the table, without any appetite at all. She retracted her cold gaze and prepared to go back to the studio.

When she was about to go upstairs, Bo Junyi's bony big hand grabbed her white wrist, his tone was icy, "Nie Xunhuan, don't be willful!"

"Who is Nie Xunhuan?" Sijun pulled her hand back from his elegant big hand and sneered, "I don't know her."

"She is my wife." Bo Junyi said in a deep tone.

"Really? It turns out that Mr. Bo is a married man. You should respect yourself more." Sijun said indifferently, "Please go away. You are not welcome here."

Bo Junyi's tall and handsome figure paused slightly, and stared at her with deep black eyes, "I know you hate me."

"You and I have no grudges. Why should I hate you?" Sijun stared at her with a pair of dark peach blossom eyes and sneered, "Mr. Bo thinks too highly of himself."

Yes, he really thinks highly of himself.

She doesn't hate him, nor does she love him. She doesn't have any feelings for him. This is more cruel than anything else.

"I'll put the food here. Remember to eat. I'm leaving." He came just to see her, just to see her.

Sijun's face was always depressed.

Bo Junyi walked to the door, reluctantly looked at her, then slowly closed the door and returned to the car.

Song Ling was surprised that he would come back so soon.

"Let's go." His voice was cold and full of pain.

Song Ling didn't expect Nie Zhaohuan to be so cruel that he actually drove Bo Junyi out.

"Going back to the company?" he asked.

Bo Junyi closed his eyes and said nothing.

In the apartment, Sijun looked at the packed meals on the table and felt upset. He

walked over and dumped the meals into the trash can, out of sight and out of mind. Two days

later, it was Wednesday.

Sijun is going to a private clinic for a follow-up visit.

Bo Junyi's car was waiting outside early in the morning.

After the last conversation, Bo Junyi has not shown up for two days, but he has asked Xiao Yu to pick up Bo Yao and Nongnong every day, without fail.

Nongnong is very excited every time she comes back, and it can be seen that she really likes Bo Junyi.

Bo Yao looks mature beyond his years, and although he doesn't say it, Sijun saw him stroking the model airplane that Bo Junyi gave him, and couldn't let

it go. She sent the two children to the car, and then walked to the clinic alone.

The clinic is on the next street, not far away.

She is petite, and she looks so inconspicuous walking among the bustling crowd of tall Westerners.

But her pair of peach blossom eyes filled with water vapor are very spiritual and compelling.

She walked slowly with a cane, looking a little different in the crowd.

Because she walked too slowly, the red light at the intersection changed very quickly, and the people behind her bumped into her without paying attention in order to hurry.

She didn't stand steadily, and her body leaned forward.

At this time, she was hugged from behind, and her whole body fell into a cold and familiar embrace.

She struggled for a while, but couldn't break free.

"Thank you, please let me go." She didn't look up, but she knew who was holding her.

"I'll help you walk over." Bo Junyi ignored her resistance and protected her to walk across the intersection.

After passing the traffic light, Sijun's first reaction was to push him away, "Thank you, but I'll walk the rest of the way by myself."

Bo Junyi didn't say anything, and really followed her silently.