Chapter 579: Becoming a Stepmother for You

The gaze that stared unabashedly.

Bo Yanching, however, seemed not to notice; he amused Qianqian for a while, and made a small chair out of building blocks, the standing height of which was just enough to block Qianqian’s entire back and her line of sight.

Only then did he look toward the man drinking water not far away, a stranger’s face.

As Bo Yanching looked over, the man’s gaze did not flicker or shy away, and even lifted into a slight smile.

The challenging intent and malice in his eyes weren’t very well hidden.

“Is there something you want?” Bo Yanching asked.

Yeh Hannian smiled, gesturing toward the women’s changing room, “My daughter is inside; I’m waiting for her.”

Bo Yanching hummed indifferently, “Is that so.”

He had long known that Bo Yanching was no ordinary person, and there was no need to hide in front of such a man.

Yeh Hannian paused for a moment, attempting to find any trace of hostility in Bo Yanching’s tone or expression, but despite his efforts, he found no trace, able to conceal his emotions to the extent that others could not perceive.

Tsk, tsk.

Xiao Nannan, ah.

Do you know the sort of scheming and deep man you have provoked?

“Sir, is this your daughter?” Yeh Hannian tried to initiate a conversation.

Bo Yanching remained unmoved.

Yeh Hannian asked again, “And the boy earlier, is he also…?”

Bo Yanching didn’t give him a glance.

Yeh Hannian didn’t feel awkward, speaking to himself but intentionally a bit louder, “A son and a daughter, sir, you’re very fortunate.

The little girlfriend looks young, a good person; willing to play stepmother while you have two kids.”

Bo Yanching looked up, his gaze sharp, and a thin layer of ice seemed to form between his deep brows and eyes as his gaze fell upon Yeh Hannian.

The other man raised his eyebrows at him.

Bo Yanching stood up, grabbed two bottles of water, and walked over to stand in front of Yeh Hannian, his posture erect.

He tilted his head back to drink, forcing Yeh Hannian to look up at him, which made Yeh Hannian feel at somewhat of a disadvantage, something he found discomfiting.

Yeh Hannian placed his hands behind him and leaned back, so that the view as he looked up was less passive.

After Bo Yanching had drunk a couple of sips, he seemed to notice that he was standing in the wrong place; he looked down with a glance, a cursory look, “Did I offend you?”

Yeh Hannian smiled, “No, feel free.”

“Do I look unfamiliar to you, sir?”

Yeh Hannian let out a light sound, “I’m from out of town, just arrived a few days ago, came here for tourism, and incidentally, to look for someone.”

A stranger, at best a casual acquaintance, did not seem to be without schemes, yet he spoke of his purpose for coming here without any reservation.

Ill-intentioned visitors.

“The water in Rongcheng City is nice; if you like it, drink more.

It’s also not bad for making tea, but you can drink less.

Since you’re not a local, don’t go back to your own place and find the water there hard to stomach.”

As soon as the words fell, Yeh Hannian’s smiling expression instantly stiffened.

Bo Yanching placed the other bottle of water on the building block bench, “This is for you.”

Then he got up and went back to Qianqian’s side.

Yeh Hannian was furiously indignant.

This was a warning to him, in essence saying, stay out of it—you’re an outsider, what right do you have to meddle in other people’s family affairs?

If you can’t keep your comments to yourself, Bo Yanching wouldn’t mind personally sending him away from Rongcheng City.

What audacity!

Yeh Hannian narrowed his eyes as he watched Bo Yanching; today, he simply refused to maintain decorum.

He deliberately sighed, “It’s wonderful, indeed some silly girls are willing to be stepmothers for a man, but men, on the other hand, seldom accept divorced women.”

Yeh Hannian walked over to the children’s area, adding, “Me, I’m here to find that heartless woman who divorced me and abandoned her husband and child.

Since you’re a local, sir, could you help me find her?”