Chapter 1855: Similar

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Seeing Sang Yu’s expression, Bo Jinhang felt stifled.

She suddenly exerted some force, causing Sang Yu to scream.

“You…”

“Are you really a pervert? Are you that happy that I’m dating another woman?”

Was there really something wrong with this woman’s brain?

It was fine if she wasn’t jealous, but she actually… didn’t expect her to have such a perverted hobby.

Sang Yu adjusted her breathing and looked at Bo Jinhang’s ugly face. She moved slightly and Bo Jinhang gasped.

“Don’t f*cking move!”

Sang Yu’s smile widened. “Do you want to see me jealous that badly?”

Bo Jinghang gritted his teeth and adjusted his posture.

“A wife who isn’t jealous isn’t a good wife!”

Sang Yu pursed her lips and smiled. “It’s good to do it once or twice. If you’re jealous too much, men will get annoyed.”

Bo Jinghang’s face darkened. “You sound like you’ve been jealous a lot. Don’t tell me you were only jealous of Gu Beichen in the past.”

Sang Yu shook her head. “Other than leaving me behind when I needed him the most, he’s not picky in other aspects. His relationships are clean and straightforward. I don’t have much of a chance to be jealous.”

Bo Jinghang pursed his lips and said, “It seems like you approve of his character.”

Sang Yu smiled and reached out to hug him again. Her soft body pressed against his.

“But what should I do? I’m a bad person. I might not fall in love with someone with a good personality.”

The two of them were pressed against each other and the sensation was exceptionally clear. Bo Jinghang took a deep breath and asked, “Are you saying that I have a bad character?”

Sang Yu didn’t say anything and kissed his Adam’s apple.

Bo Jinghang gritted his teeth. This damn woman still owed him today.

“So blatant? Don’t cry later!”

Sang Yu said nothing, as if he had ever been gentle.

Downstairs.

Wanwan asked, “Grandma Zhao, did Xiaoyu and Tianxing come back just now?”

“Yes, ah, yes. They might have something urgent to discuss. Wanwan, be good…”

Although Auntie Zhao comforted Wanwan on the surface, she was especially worried.

Everyone had feelings for each other. Although she had only been in this family for a few months, she had a rough understanding of the personality of the owner.

Her character was not bad. Moreover, there was such a cute and kind child like Wanwan.

He treated her very well.

There was nothing much to think about now that she was old. The children were all good people. Now that there was a conflict, she felt uneasy.

The young master of the Bo family had a bad temper. He looked like he wanted to tear her apart.

It wasn’t like Sang Yu could handle it.

If they really fought, Sang Yu would definitely be the one to suffer…

Auntie Zhao’s consolation made Wanwan nod lightly, but she frowned slightly and worry appeared on her face.

Although she didn’t see what had happened, she saw that Xingxing’s expression wasn’t good.

For a long time, Wanwan didn’t ask about Bo Jinghang and Sang Yu.

Although she was playing with a toy in her hand, her eyes were still looking upstairs from time to time.

Aunt Zhao’s heart ached.

Such a young child was quite scheming.

He had covered her eyes and coaxed her.

She thought that with her childish nature, it would pass soon.

Unexpectedly, she still remembered it.

In the end, Wanwan couldn’t help but carry the toy and walk towards the stairs.

“Wanwan…”

Auntie Zhao hurried after her.

Wanwan ran with her short legs. Although she looked adorable, Auntie Zhao’s heart still ached.

“Will you bully Xiaoyu? Xiaoyu can’t beat you. Look for Grandma. Bring me to take a look. If you bully Xiaoyu, you have to help Wanwan hunt for Xiaoyu…”

Aunt Zhao didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at Wanwan’s words, but she nodded repeatedly. “Okay, Grandma Zhao will help you pack…”

Wanwan grinned happily and started climbing the stairs.

Aunt Zhao shook her head and pulled her up.

The two of them arrived at Sang Yu’s bedroom. They wanted to listen to the commotion inside, but two seconds later, they heard Sang Yu’s voice.

Wanwan was shocked and hurriedly raised her arm to knock on the door. In the next second, Aunt Zhao carried her up and covered her ears before turning around to carry her away.

“Grandma Zhao… Grandma Zhao… I heard it… Xingxing must be bullying Xiaoyu…”

Aunt Zhao’s ears were a little red. She only let go of Wanwan’s ears after she had run far away.

“No… I’m playing with Xiaoyu…”

“But Xiaoyu was crying just now. Xingxing must be bullying her. Xiaoyu looked like she was about to cry… She must be feeling terrible…”

“Aiyo…”

Aunt Zhao sighed helplessly. As she carried Wanwan down the stairs, she said,

“This isn’t discomfort…”

Wanwan asked, “Xiaoyu is about to cry… What else can it be?”

Aunt Zhao said, “Yes… Yes… Oh yes, Xiaoyu is too tired. I’m giving him a massage…”

Wanwan blinked. “Shouldn’t a massage be comfortable?”

Aunt Zhao nodded and said, “Yes, that’s why Xiaoyu was comfortable just now…”

After saying that, Aunt Zhao’s face darkened and she shivered.

She had lived for most of her life. What was she saying to a child?

Why did these words sound more and more awkward?

Was she teaching children a bad lesson?

But so were these two young people.

She came in angrily as though she wanted to fight a war, but she didn’t expect it to be that kind of war.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly. Otherwise, if Wanwan really knocked on the door, not only would it ruin the good thing, but it would also hurt her body. More importantly, if Wanwan saw it…

Her head was swelling. Fortunately, she reacted quickly…

This was really…

Cough.

After Auntie Zhao repeatedly assured Wanwan that Xingxing and Xiaoyu were definitely fine, Wanwan didn’t pursue the matter.

It was not until 10 p.m. that the door to Sang Yu’s room was opened.

Bo Jinghang seemed to have just taken a shower and came out feeling refreshed. He put on his home clothes and walked downstairs. He realized that Auntie Zhao had not left and was sitting on the sofa watching television with Wanwan.

Seeing Bo Jinghang, Auntie Zhao felt awkward.

Bo Jinghang looked at Wanwan and frowned. “Aren’t you sleeping?”

Wanwan got up and ran to Bo Jinhang. “Alright, alright! Tell me! Did you bully Xiaoyu?”

Bo Jinghang raised an eyebrow. “Bully her? In what way?”

Auntie Zhao coughed awkwardly and Bo Jinghang didn’t continue.

Auntie Zhao smiled and said, “Wanwan has been worried about you guys. It’s so late and you’re not sleeping… Dinner is in the kitchen. If you and Sangyu are hungry, I can heat it up for you.”

Bo Jinghang had come down to look for food. When he heard that there was food, he nodded.

Then, he bent down and carried Wanwan to the sofa.

Wanwan poked Bo Jinhang’s neck with her finger.

“Did Xiaoyu bite you?”

Bo Jinhang paused and chuckled. “Yes, she has been bullying me just now…”

Wanwan frowned. “But I clearly heard Xiaoyu screaming previously… He was about to cry… Grandma Zhao told me that you were massaging Xiaoyu…”

Bo Jinhang paused and couldn’t help but laugh.

“Massage?… Yes, yes, yes! Indeed, she feels uncomfortable all over. She can only feel comfortable after I give her a massage…”

Wanwan asked in disbelief, “Are you really massaging Xiaoyu?”

“Really, really.”

Bo Jinghang leaned against the sofa and hugged Little Wanwan with one hand. He glanced at the television before looking at Wanwan.

He stared at her for a long time.

She felt a lump in her throat.

She knew that the little boy in her arms was a cuckold, and he was the son of that annoying Gu Beiyan. But why couldn’t she hate him?

Could it be that he liked her because she was Sang Yu’s child?

Kubei Yan’s child?

Bo Jinghang reached out to hold Wanwan’s face and looked her up and down.

She didn’t look like that bastard at all.

“Okay, okay, what are you doing?”

Wanwan’s lips were pinched by Bo Jinhang and she couldn’t speak clearly.

Bo Jinghang remained silent and continued to stare at her.

At this moment, Aunt Zhao came out of the kitchen. When she saw the two of them, she thought of the scandals she had seen over the past few days and couldn’t help but say,

“Actually, when I first entered this house, I thought Wanwan was your and Sang Yu’s daughter! When I heard that she was Sang Yu’s sister, I even suspected it…”

Bo Jinghang suddenly turned to look at Aunt Zhao. “My daughter? Why? Do I look like Wanwan?”

Auntie Zhao nodded and said, “You look alike! Wanwan’s face is more beautiful than Mommy’s, but her eyebrows… For some reason, I feel that they’re exactly the same as yours… Sometimes, some subtle expressions are really similar…”

“But I’ve also heard that the longer the child stays with someone, the more she resembles that person…”

“I didn’t spend much time with her at first…”

As Bo Jinghang spoke, he carried Wanwan and entered the washroom on the first floor.

He placed Wanwan on the sink and turned her face to the mirror. He then leaned in.

Wanwan had no idea what he was doing. She blinked her big eyes and looked at him in confusion.

“What are you doing?”

Bo Jinghang supported her and said, “Why don’t you show me an angry face?”

Although Wanwan didn’t know what he was doing, she still obeyed.

She pursed her lips and frowned. Her eyes narrowed and she deliberately put on a fierce look.

Bo Jinghang pursed his lips and frowned…

After staring at the mirror for a long time, she burst out laughing.

“So ugly…”

Hearing this, Wanwan frowned even more. This time, her big eyes were filled with anger.

“You’re the ugly one!”

Bo Jinghang looked at her and his smile froze.

What the f*ck…

Although she didn’t know if he looked like him, she could tell that his brother was…

To be precise, they looked alike…

This…

Could Wanwan be his brother and Sang Yu…

???

[In response to your so-called Bo Erha, Bo Silly, Bo Dumbo… Pfft, he deserves to be taught a lesson…]