In fact, Mu Lingxi had planned to have an open and honest talk with Bo Changling long after the incident occurred.
Her mother's support and understanding gave her a lot of confidence, and her rare moment of conscience finally ached.
Fearing that something might happen if Bo Changling found out while he was abroad, Mu Lingxi decided to wait until he returned home before bringing it up.
But for some reason, after Bo Changling returned, every time she tried to bring up the matter, various unexpected events would interrupt her.
For example, right now, after dinner, Bo Changling put little Bo Yimu to sleep and then returned to his bedroom.
"Wife~"
Bo Changling reached out and gently embraced Mu Lingxi from behind. Looking at the beauty applying a face mask in the mirror, he gently bit her ear.
Normally, Mu Lingxi would jump up and punch him, and then they would play around.
But because she had something on her mind, she simply accepted the question lightly.
"You're really dishonest, but there's something I want to tell you—"
"What does my wife want to say to me? Hmm... it's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow."
"Hmm~"
Bo Changling didn't give her the chance at all, silencing her with his lips before she could utter the words.
Later, Mu Lingxi still didn't have a chance to tell the truth before she collapsed from exhaustion.
Seeing the scattered marks on the girl's body, all of which he had added, he felt much better.
"Xi'er, don't leave me, don't confront me, okay?"
His large hand slowly caressed the girl's delicate eyebrows and eyes, a hint of pain flashing in his eyes, but more so a possessive madness.
Bo Changling wishfully thought that as long as Xi'er didn't mention it, he was willing to continue like this.
He will keep a close eye on her and won't let outsiders have any opportunity to take advantage of her.
Thinking this, Bo Changling held the person tightly in his arms, leaving no gap between them, intimately close.
The two fell into a deep sleep...
Days passed by peacefully, without any disturbances.
Until Han Jin and Yi Changfeng came to visit—
One month later.
On this day, only Mu Lingxi and Bo Yimu were at home in the Bo family, along with the servants.
Mr. and Mrs. Bo went on a road trip, a belated honeymoon for the elderly couple.
Bo Changling was at the company, and upon receiving the news, he immediately rushed home.
"Madam, Mr. Han and Mr. Yi have arrived. Shall we let them in?"
Mu Lingxi was showing Bo Yimu the bear brothers when she heard Zhao Ma's question.
Perhaps it's been a long time since I've heard this name.
When Mu Lingxi heard this, she felt as if she were in another world, and then she wanted to refuse.
"No--"
"Uncle Han, Uncle Yi, they're here, Mom?"
Unexpectedly, the child who was watching cartoons and building Lego heard this, immediately stood up from the carpet, and ran happily to Mu Lingxi's side.
Little Bo Yimu immediately pounced on her mother's lap, her round little face full of anticipation.
It's like he practically has "Mom, I want to see you" written all over his face.
Mu Lingxi rubbed her temples, feeling a bit of a headache.
But thinking that they hadn't been in contact for a month, they should have forgotten about it by now, so I let them in anyway.
"Please come in, the child hasn't seen his two uncles in a long time."
"Yes, ma'am."
Soon, two tall figures appeared in the living room, one in black and one in white, like a demon and an angel descending to earth.
"Xi'er".
"Uncle Yi, Uncle Han, why haven't you come to see me for so long?"
Yi Changfeng had just called out Mu Lingxi's name when a small cannonball hit him in the arms.
Hmm, okay, I almost forgot about this little guy!
"I've been so busy lately that I forgot. Uncle didn't mean it. Can you forgive Uncle this time?"
Yi Changfeng lifted the little cannonball Bo Yimu up and held him affectionately in his arms, coaxing him.
Children don't understand the intricacies of adult relationships; they only know what they like and dislike.
Yi Changfeng and Han Jin had doted on Bo Yimu a lot over the past five years, so he liked these two uncles very much.
With the child's arrival, the atmosphere finally became less tense.
However, Mu Lingxi didn't want to stay with them any longer, because seeing them reminded her of those crazy nights.
Although a month has passed, that scene is still vivid in my mind, as if it were yesterday.
After thinking for a moment, Mu Lingxi instructed Bo Yimu, "Better to sacrifice your friend than yourself," and then she decided to slip away.
"Bo Xiaomu, take good care of your two uncles, do you hear me? Mom is going to the kitchen to make you some desserts."
At the same time, she silently recited it in her mind.
Son, why don't you entertain your two good uncles? Mom will be leaving now.
"Okay, Mom, don't work too hard."
Little Bo Yimu had no idea what her mother meant, and she even responded thoughtfully.
Yi Changfeng wanted to speak up to stop them, but Han Jin held him back.
He saw Han Jin shake his head at him, and even though he didn't understand what Han Jin meant, he still obeyed.
"Uncle Han, Uncle Yi, what are you thinking about?"
Yi Changfeng looked down at the mischievous little monkey in his arms and pinched its little face.
"Nothing, what are you playing? Uncle will play with you. By the way, have you been practicing the piano lately?"
"Yes, Uncle, I just learned 'Flight of the Bumblebee,' and I'll play it for you now..."
The two children went into the music room together, leaving Han Jin alone in the living room.
Zhao Ma was afraid he would feel that the Bo family hadn't taken good care of him, so she quickly said...
"Mr. Han, your wife is busy, please don't mind. Why don't you go and take a look at the music room?"
"No need, I'll just walk by myself, you don't need to worry about me."
After Han Jin finished speaking, he left the living room and walked towards where Mu Lingxi had left.
Aunt Zhao: ...
After thinking about it, Zhao Ma decided not to follow. Since there were other people in the kitchen, she didn't need to worry about Mr. Han being alone with his wife.
She should go to the music room and stay with the young master!
But this time, Zhao Ma was wrong, because Mu Lingxi didn't go to the kitchen at all, but came to her own flower room.
Han Jin passed by the kitchen but didn't see anyone. She smiled helplessly and continued her search.
Greenhouse.
The sun is shining brightly, and the flowers are in full bloom.
When Han Jin arrived, he saw Mu Lingxi watering her flowers in the greenhouse.
In the sunlight, the girl wore a white dress for casual wear, the soft and comfortable silk fabric shimmering gently in the sunlight.
But none of that can compare to the girl's skin, which is as white and lustrous as jade, with skin as smooth as ice and bones as pure as jade.
The girl, with a smile on her lips, tended to the flowers, like a forest sprite, close to nature.
She moved with light steps through the sunlight, making those who watched her feel relaxed and happy.
Such a beautiful scene, yet it stung Han Jin's eyes.
He thought, "If only those unsightly red marks weren't there."
Han Jin felt as if someone had hit him with a small hammer in the chest, followed by pain and frustration.
A slight tremor in my heart—the pain can no longer be ignored.
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