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Song Yuan pushed lightly and turned her head aside, “I don’t want to eat.”

“Oh, then wait for the meal.”

Mr. Song sat down by the bedside, eating the apple himself. The sound of chewing was too close and irritated Song Yuan. She couldn’t directly vent her frustration, but her face showed her impatience. “Dad, when are you and Mom going back?”

“Going back, going where?”

Mr. Song still had half an apple in his mouth, “Back to the hotel? Haven’t booked it yet, no rush.”

“No, I mean when are you going back to the Capital City, home!”

“What for?”

Song Yuan got impatient, “Dad, aren’t you and Mom busy? Nothing happening at your company?”

“There is. I can work from here and still take care of you.”

“That would delay a lot of things. If there’s an emergency at the company, you won’t be able to get back quickly. It would be troublesome.”

Suddenly, Mr. Song seemed to understand, “You’re right. How about I transfer you to a hospital in the Capital City, Yuan Yuan?”

“I’m not going!”

Song Yuan blurted out; she shouldn’t have hinted but feared saying it outright. Her dad, with his straightforward nature, could spill it out to anyone he meets.

Mr. Song gave her a look that made her feel uneasy, so she diverted her gaze, “I mean… my leg injury isn’t convenient to move for now, and the filming is done. There’s no need to specially go back to the hospital. I can recover in Rongcheng City. You and Mom should go back.”

“Yuan Yuan?”

“If you’re really worried!”

Song Yuan took a deep breath, “Think of someone trustworthy in Rongcheng City to entrust with my care temporarily.”

“In Rongcheng City, we only know the Bo Family.”

Mr. Song blurted out and realized it was inappropriate, “No, the Bo Family is the Old Lady’s quiet retirement place. Besides, it’s been years. Your mom and I haven’t visited Rongcheng City, and we’ve grown distant. It wouldn’t be right to suddenly bother her.”

“Why wouldn’t it be!” Song Yuan was so anxious she almost sat up, “Grandma Bo is very kind. Every time I visit her, she likes me. It’s not ideal to live in the hospital for long. A trusted person and place are needed. Besides, the Bo Residence doesn’t only have Grandma Bo; Qingshan and Qianqian are there too. Even if I went, it wouldn’t disturb her peace.”

Indeed, if the Old Madam truly valued peace and quiet, why would she agree to have her great-grandchildren living with her?

Mr. Song was somewhat convinced, “I’ll discuss with your mom when she gets back. You just focus on resting in the hospital for now; don’t move around recklessly these few days.”

“Hmm…”

Song Yuan lay back down, pursing her lips as a hint of a victorious smile flashed in her eyes.

…

Coming out of the private restaurant, Nan Jiaojiao was still holding onto a piece of mung bean pastry. She glanced back at the two boxes Bo Yanching was carrying, her eyes squinting into a line.

“You glutton, don’t eat them tonight when we get back. They’re hard to digest.”

“But I’m young, my stomach is young too!”

Bo Yanching chuckled, “Even so, no.”

Nan Jiaojiao immediately snuggled up to him, linking arms. Bo Yanching had anticipated her playful antics. As soon as she reached her claws over, he lifted his arm, not only making her miss but turning her momentum into a fall into his embrace. Bo Yanching caught her, carrying her down from the little bridge over the artificial lake in the landscape.

He lifted her as if she were a cat.

“These are for your master, don’t even think about it. You didn’t hold back on the pastries during the meal, indulged at the table, but no snacking before bed. Otherwise, you’ll be too full to sleep, and I’ll have to massage your belly.”

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