Chapter 396: What's Wrong with Qianqian

Zhou Zining glanced back, and the first thing she saw was the object in Bo Shuxian’s hand.

Her eyelid twitched, and she immediately stepped back, “What are you doing with a bunch of grass?”

“This is not grass, it’s Dendrobium.

It cures lung heat, coughs, spleen and stomach deficiency, improves eyesight, clears the liver, and has many benefits,” Bo Shuxian explained seriously.

He even moved the bunch of Dendrobium closer to Zhou Zining, “I always deal with soil, this stuff is just right for me.”

Zhou Zining stepped back again, brushing off nonexistent dust from her clothes, “I got it, you better go put it away.”

“Alright, I’ll go inside then.

I’m going to see Xu Shu tomorrow, do you want to come with me and take Qianqian for a check-up on the way?”

Zhou Zining suddenly seemed as if her sore spot had been poked, and she shrieked, “What’s wrong with Qianqian!

My Qianqian is perfectly fine, she’s not sick!”

Bo Shuxian paused, then his expression softened, helplessly saying, “Zining, whether Qianqian is sick or not, we both know.

You always blocking it is not a solution.

I can’t always sneak her to the hospital whenever I take my daughter, avoiding you.

What does that look like?”

“Then bring the doctor here to the house!”

Zhou Zining’s eyes were cold and furious, “This is a family disgrace, do you have to make it known to everyone?

Keep your mouth shut these few days.

The Old Lady is very smart, don’t make her suspicious, it might upset her.”

With that, Zhou Zining didn’t want to look at him any longer, and she walked around him toward the main villa.

Bo Shuxian opened his mouth, but ultimately didn’t call out to her; he just shook his head and sighed.

Upstairs, Zhou Zining pushed open Bo Qianqian’s room door.

The servant had just finished bathing Qianqian and dressed her, and she was sitting on the bed playing with toys.

Hearing the door open, she looked toward the door, her small face immediately beaming with joy.

“Mom, mommy.”

Zhou Zining frowned, a shadow crossing her eyes.

“Have you taken your bath?” she asked.

Bo Qianqian nodded and sweetly hummed twice, “Qianqian smells nice, mommy, let’s sleep.”

Zhou Zining’s brows twitched fiercely, her face turning stern, “No, mommy has her room, you and the nanny go to bed early, don’t stay up too late.”

Bo Qianqian tried to crawl towards the door but froze when she heard Zhou Zining’s words, then slowly propped up her little body and folded her legs.

“Uh-huh, Qianqian, be good, sleep with nanny.”

As she spoke, she still kept her eyes on Zhou Zining, not blinking, clearly wanting to say more, wanting her mother to stay, but fearing that talking too much might upset her mother, she tightly pursed her small lips until her cheeks turned white.

Still, Zhou Zining remained indifferent, perfunctorily saying, “Goodnight,” then she closed the door.

The light in Qianqian’s eyes dimmed instantly.

She lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, muttering, “Nanny, mommy, dislikes, Qianqian.”

The nanny had been hired shortly after Bo Qianqian was born and had taken care of her for over two years.

She was the one besides Bo Shuxian and Zhou Zining who knew best about Bo Qianqian’s situation.

The lady would never bathe Qianqian, even after the nanny had bathed her she would stand at the doorway just like she had just done, instructing from a distance, never coming closer, let alone holding her.

A child of just over two years old, never held by her mother, how pitiful.

The nanny felt sorry, but there was nothing she could do, she could only comfort her, “Miss Qianqian, how could your mommy dislike you?

She is going to sleep with your daddy, not because she dislikes you.”