"No, I wouldn't want to tire Mom out."
Bo Yimu's small body pressed tightly against Bo Changling's arms, her little head close to Bo Changling's ear, and she said coquettishly.
Two faces, one big and one small, so alike, are certainly eye-catching.
A gentle smile appeared on Mu Lingxi's lips. She looked like a beautiful woman from Jiangnan, gentle and graceful.
"Oh, the president's wife is trying to kill me. Although it's not the first time I've seen this, I'm still amazed by her every time I see her."
"No wonder President Bo comes home so early every day and doesn't mess around outside. It's all because his wife is too tempting."
"Do you guys remember Linda, who was fired right after arriving last month? I heard she was trying to offer herself to President Bo—"
"Oh, no wonder, she's hooked up with the wrong person. Our CEO Bo never cheats!"
"President Bo is sending people, disperse quickly."
In the chaos, someone shouted something, and people scattered like birds and beasts.
The huge crowd instantly returned to its original state.
When Mu Lingxi and Bo Changling each led Bo Yimu in by the hand, the office had returned to its usual orderly state, with no trace of their previous gossip.
"Has everyone not had lunch yet? Changling, what kind of work arrangement is this? Quickly let everyone go and have lunch."
Mu Lingxi tugged at Bo Changling's sleeve with her other hand, half-accusing and half-coaxing.
After she finished speaking, afraid that she would seem too fierce, she made a few more additions and softened her voice.
"How about you treat everyone to lunch today as punishment? Otherwise, how can they stand being hungry?"
Her soft, sweet voice was like a piece of milk cake, sweetening Bo Changling's heart.
My wife hasn't asked for anything in ages, here's something for her! Give her what she wants, give her everything she wants!
Bo Changling's lips curled up into a smile, and he stared at Mu Lingxi with a doting expression.
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
After he turned around, his aura changed immediately.
But Bo Changling still had a smile on his face, which made him look much gentler.
"Go to the cafeteria quickly and tell the cook to put the bill on my tab."
"Thank you, Mr. Bo, and thank you, Mrs. Bo!"
When the employees came out, they all breathed a long sigh of relief, as if they had survived a disaster.
They looked at each other, then screamed silently, each of them grinning from ear to ear.
"Hehehe, the president's wife is so gentle, she's like a sweet little bean!"
"She's clearly an angel, okay? The CEO's wife is practically a little angel!"
"Waaah, I hope Mr. Bo and Mrs. Bo will always be loving and affectionate. I am willing to stay in this company until I retire."
"Yes, yes, did you know that President Bo and his wife have been married for five years? They are still so loving, and they have a little boy who is so cute!"
The group chatted and laughed as they left the company's office area, filling the corridor with relaxed laughter.
After they left, Bo Changling brought Mu Lingxi and Bo Yimu to his office.
Upon arriving, Bo Yimu ran to his designated play area to put together the Lego set he hadn't finished last time.
"You brat, Xi'er, don't mind him. Let him have fun on his own. You come and have dinner with me."
In Bo Changling's eyes, once he had Mu Lingxi, he could no longer see anyone else, and he could even forget his own son.
So, after "settling" the brat down, they completely ignored him.
Mu Lingxi had no choice; everyone, big and small, was the same. She could only focus on doing one thing well at a time.
Little Bo Yimu was so engrossed in building Lego that he was oblivious to everything else around him.
And her father, Bo Changling, was most interested in and liked her the most; she was incredibly clingy.
Thinking this, Mu Lingxi slowly curled her lips into a sweet smile.
She was perfectly content with the clingy big dog.
"Okay, okay, you eat. Xiao Mu and I have already eaten. I'll keep you company."
"Honey, hey—"
Bo Changling, still not satisfied with the benefits, kept pestering Mu Lingxi to feed him.
Ideally, it would come with a fragrant treat, hehehe.
However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a little guy.
"Dad, I don't need Mom to feed me anymore. You're so big, and you still need Mom to feed you. How embarrassing."
Bo Changling was truly speechless after being mocked by his own son.
He looked somewhat helpless, his brow furrowed slightly, but his tone wasn't exactly cold; rather, it carried a hint of disdain.
"Aren't you building Lego? Don't meddle in adult stuff, kids. Go play by yourself."
"Sigh, adults are so unreasonable. They tell you things but don't let the kids listen. It's true—only fathers and children are hard to raise."
After speaking like a little adult, Bo Yimu shook his head, as if to say, "I won't hold it against you."
This time, it was genuinely funny; at least Mu Lingxi was amused.
"Pfft—hahaha, Bo Xiaomu, you little rascal, where did you learn those little words? Why didn't you learn them all?"
"Mom, don't laugh at me. Grandpa taught me that."
Bo Yimu frowned and sulked, looking just like Bo Changling.
Mu Lingxi looked at this and that, it was like a Rashomon-like situation.
After laughing enough, she nudged Bo Yimu, wanting to order him to coax the person.
"Why don't you go and comfort your son? Look how angry you've made his little mouth!"
"Xi'er, if this wasn't your child, I would have loved to just pack it up and send it away—never mind."
Halfway through his speech, Bo Changling pretended to realize he had misspoke and stopped talking, feigning guilt.
In reality, her eyes never left little Bo Yimu; she was clearly trying to annoy him on purpose.
Mu Lingxi saw through it but didn't say anything. Her son hadn't shown his emotions like this in a long time since he grew up. Look at his wrinkled little face.
Hehe, this is so much fun!
Bo Yimu: Mom, love me one more time!
"Mom, look, Dad is bullying me! Humph, bad Dad!"
Bo Yimu whimpered, her little mouth pouting, and her brows furrowed tightly, looking utterly pitiful.
Mu Lingxi can't stand her little one's adorable tantrums.
I don't know if it's because he spent too much time with Yi Changfeng that he learned how to act cute.
At such a young age, she can already use the art of acting cute so skillfully. What will she be like when she grows up!
Mu Lingxi could almost foresee how her little dumpling would be brought back by her own little black sesame seed dumpling.
"Mommy, Mommy, you don't love me anymore—"
Sure enough, the little guy always knows how to use sweet talk to get what he wants; he's such a sweet little dumpling.
However, before Mu Lingxi could go over to uphold justice, Bo Changling's evil claws had already fallen.
The large hand was raised high and then gently lowered, firmly gripping the back of Bo Yimu's neck, controlling her fate.
"You brat, don't bother your mother with your father's business, or I'll give you a slap."
"Dad, I know I was wrong. Please love me one more time."
Seemingly aware that his fate was sealed, little Bo Yimu quickly began to beg for mercy.
Alas, those who understand the times are the wise ones.
"I'm so smart!" came a heartfelt exclamation from little Bo Yimu.
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