Feng Lin smiled apologetically, "My mom really knows she was wrong about this. I've already talked to her about it."
She feigned concern as she examined the wound on Zhao Bo's forehead, "Brother Bo, is your injury serious?"
Zhao Bo took her hand and said, "Everything's alright now. I was worried about how to face your parents, but now everything's fine, we can..."
Feng Lin glanced at the meaningful smile on his face and instantly understood what he was going to say. She quickly stopped him and pulled her hand away.
"Brother Bo, what are you saying! We've only known each other for a short time, isn't it a bit too early to talk about this now?"
Zhao Bo changed his carefree demeanor and became serious.
"It's not too early, it's not too early. As long as it's with you, even tomorrow isn't too early."
He finished speaking hastily, then realized he had spoken too rashly, and lowered his head shyly to add, "With you, I will always feel it's too late, never too early."
Hearing his heavy words, Feng Lin glanced at his flamboyant rooster-like attire and instinctively showed a look of disgust on her face.
Just when she didn't know how to deal with Zhao Bo's enthusiasm, Feng Xiuqin came out of the kitchen to save the day.
"Xiao Zhao, the auntie has prepared the food. Let's eat now."
Feng Lin got up and said, "Mom, I'll go get your food."
"I'll go too."
Zhao Bo wanted to go too, but Feng Xiuqin stopped him based on what the guest had said.
Feng Lin breathed a sigh of relief when she reached the kitchen, and Feng Xiuqin followed closely behind.
"Will it work?" Feng Xiuqin asked anxiously, her palms sweating with nervousness.
Feng Lin comforted her, "It's okay. When we eat later, just call Hanhan out as usual, and I'll take care of the rest."
Feng Xiuqin nodded blankly in response, her expression still somewhat tense.
The food was all prepared, and Zhao Bo was invited to the table by Feng Lin.
Feng Lin watched him sit down and then winked at Feng Xiuqin.
Feng Xiuqin took a deep breath and turned to call Bao Han to eat as usual.
"Hanhan, dinner's ready!"
A moment later, the door to the room was opened from the inside, and Bao Han ran out.
He became excited when he saw Zhao Bo sitting there.
"An uncle who can do magic!"
Zhao Bo saw Bao Han and then belatedly remembered that there was such a thing.
If Bao Han is Su Yan's child, then his mother-in-law is a child trafficker.
Zhao Bo suddenly didn't want Bao Han to be Su Yan's child anymore.
Feng Xiuqin noticed that Zhao Bo was staring blankly at Bao Han and felt a little flustered. She quickly winked at Feng Lin.
Feng Lin immediately called out to everyone, "Sit down, dinner is ready!"
Feng Lin did not sit with Zhao Bo, but instead deliberately chose to sit next to Bao Han.
This put Bao Han, who was sitting next to Feng Xiuqin, under a lot of pressure.
Seeing that he was neither sitting nor standing properly, Feng Lin quickly explained, "Hanhan likes me to feed him, you don't mind, do you?"
Now that things have come to this point, it would be petty for Zhao Bo to say he minds.
He could only sit there awkwardly, forcing a smile and waving his hand: "Of course I don't mind."
The atmosphere during the meal was quite pleasant.
Feng Xiuqin would ask Zhao Bo a question from time to time, and their back-and-forth conversation helped Zhao Bo's nervousness dissipate.
Just as Zhao Bo finally relaxed and started chatting with Feng Xiuqin, Feng Lin, who was holding a soup bowl, suddenly let go, and the entire bowl of soup spilled onto Bao Han.
"ah!"
Bao Han was startled and cried out, jumping up and standing on the stool.
This shout startled Zhao Bo, making him shudder.
Feng Lin glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, and when she saw him look up, she immediately pretended to be panicked and took off Bao Han's soaking wet shirt.
"It was all my fault for being careless. Luckily, the soup wasn't too hot. I'll take you inside to change into some new clothes now."
Bao Han's face drooped low, somewhat displeased with Feng Lin's actions, but he still obediently followed along.
Feng Xiuqin awkwardly tried to smooth things over, saying, "This child is always so clumsy, it's really outrageous!"
"It's alright, Hanhan isn't hurt..."
Zhao Bo wanted to offer some words of comfort, but when he turned his head, he happened to see Bao Han's back as he left, and his gaze immediately froze.
"A birthmark? It's a birthmark!"
Feng Xiuqin pretended not to know and asked suspiciously, "What birthmark?"
Zhao Bo immediately realized what was happening and tried to smooth things over.
"Hanhan has such a big birthmark!"
Feng Xiuqin laughed clumsily, "That's right, he was born with such a big birthmark, I was even joking with the nurses about it."
His words were quite awkward, but Zhao Bo, who was in shock, didn't notice at all.
Bao Han really is Su Yan's son, and Feng Xiuqin...
Zhao Bo was a little afraid to turn his head to look at Feng Xiuqin beside him.
Feng Lin helped Bao Han change his clothes and then walked towards the dining table, glancing at Feng Xiuqin as she went.
Feng Xiuqin understood what she meant, glanced guiltily at Zhao Bo, and quickly nodded.
Feng Lin was completely relieved and spoke more easily at the dinner table.
Now it was Zhao Bo who was acting awkwardly. He was clearly preoccupied, but he insisted on pretending to be relaxed and carefree.
A meal with a unique meaning ended in this strange atmosphere.
Zhao Bo had originally intended to sit for a while longer, but this whole affair made him unable to stay still.
Before long, he found a seemingly reasonable excuse to escape.
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