High-profile spoiled marriage: Mr. Bo can't

Bo Haoyi didn't seem to care about what they said just now, but he was eager to continue his improvement experiment, and he answered a little perfunctorily: "I often ask my father to buy cakes from Yueji's time-honored brand. knew."

Sheng Mingzhu accompanied him to adjust the data, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "She lives across from here, does she often come to play with you?"

Her precious son tilted his head and was so focused on the improved petri dish that he didn't seem to notice the subtle changes in her face.

"She likes to come here and bring some snacks or desserts. She treats me very well, but Dad always doesn't welcome her and asks her to go back to his home."

Such a young child naturally wouldn't lie, and Bo Haoyi didn't have his heart set on this.

When Sheng Mingzhu heard what he said, she just smiled faintly, and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she focused on the experiment and guided her son to change the reagent formula bit by bit.

Once Bo Haoyi focused on the scientific experiment, he couldn't recover as if possessed by a demon, he got in and refused to come out.

He was like a fluffy sponge, frantically absorbing relevant knowledge and skills from Sheng Mingzhu, learning content that he couldn't find on the Internet.

He felt that Sheng Mingzhu was different from anyone he knew. She was good-looking and knowledgeable, and she was many times better than his teacher.

The two of them lost sleep and food during the experiment and forgot the time. When Bao Sicheng returned home from get off work, Sheng Mingzhu hadn't prepared dinner yet, and the kitchen was still deserted.

Bao Sicheng also seemed to have expected this situation. On the way back, he went to the restaurant to pack the meals that she and her son liked to eat and brought them back.

Sheng Mingzhu took Bo Haoyi to the bathroom to wash his hands before coming out. He had already put all the meals back in the dishes, which looked really hearty.

"In the past, Haoyi was busy with experiments and didn't even have time to eat, but now I have to add you," Bao Sicheng said with a smile as he put some vegetables in her and Bo Haoyi's bowls, "You two One is more worrying than the other."

His precious son didn't listen to his words at all, took a big bite of the sweet and sour Gulu meat, looked at his father with sparkling eyes, and said, "Sister Mingzhu and I did the improvement experiment of fairy grass this afternoon. Successfully separated the acid leaves and puta in the fairy grass."

Bo Haoyi didn't care whether the other party understood or not, he continued to explain like a little orator: "Without putazhi, the fairy grass can grow successfully even in a dry environment. You don’t need to hydrate as much as you used to.”

This improvement experiment is actually not unusual, it has already been preceded in the ancient country of China, but Bo Haoyi was able to turn this theory into practice at a young age, under the guidance of Sheng Mingzhu, it is really rare.

His son is different from ordinary people. This is something Bao Sicheng has known for a long time. He looked at him and Sheng Mingzhu's son with some doting eyes, then smiled at Sheng Mingzhu who was sitting beside him and said: "Even if you are messing around with him, you shouldn't forget to eat all your meals. It's good to be hungry."

"We're not hungry at all." Sheng Mingzhu ate the pineapple sweet and sour pork that Bao Sicheng had packed from the restaurant. "Anyway, we ate the Chiffon Cake from Yueji's time-honored brand in the afternoon."

"Yueji time-honored brand?"

When Bao Sicheng heard Sheng Mingzhu mention the familiar name of the store, he was obviously taken aback for a moment.

His precious son Bo Haoyi's favorite is the chiffon cake in that store. Although he usually dotes on the child and buys him some to satisfy his cravings from time to time, since Bo Haoyi started to grow milk teeth, he is worried about eating too much Sweets can cause tooth decay in children, and deliberately reduce the number and frequency of buying cakes.

Only Qin Ruoxuan, who wanted to please Bo Haoyi with all her heart, would not listen to her persuasion and insist on buying cakes with such a high sugar content for her children.

Bao Sicheng felt a little uneasy in his heart, but looking at the expression on Sheng Mingzhu's face, he couldn't see any clues, so he could only ask tentatively, "Did someone come to the house this afternoon?"

"Why are you pretending to me?" Sheng Mingzhu raised her lips and smiled, took a big mouthful of fresh sweet and sour pork and said, "Why don't you tell me if someone likes you, and ask them to come to the door and tell me. "

Bao Sicheng knew that the two of them had bumped into each other, otherwise the other party wouldn't have reacted like this.

He was in a hurry to draw the line between Qin Ruoxuan and explained to Sheng Mingzhu: "I don't have the relationship with her as you imagined. Although she has been taking care of Haoyi for the past three years, I also told her After many times, let her not come to the house again."

"I haven't said anything yet, why are you panicking?"

Seeing his flustered appearance, Sheng Mingzhu felt a sense of amusement in her heart, and said with a smile, "And I don't think that Miss Qin is an ordinary person, she's dressed in The custom-made Paris fashion, and that bag, if I remember correctly, should also be custom-made by famous masters."

The first time she saw Qin Ruoxuan, she saw that this woman's family background was not ordinary, and the clothes alone could be worth two years' salary of a white-collar worker.

And judging by her appearance and temperament, her skin is so fair and tender that she doesn't look like a migrant worker who has been exposed to the sun.

"Miss Qianjin doesn't dislike you for having a three-year-old child, and she is willing to live across the street and say that she will take care of you and the baby." Sheng Mingzhu jokingly looked at Bao Sicheng, who was a little embarrassed in front of him, and said, "If I were you Ah, there is such a fine girl in front of my eyes, I must be with her."

Although the other party was just teasing, Bao Sicheng could still hear the cold sweat all over his body.

It was hard for him to wait until Sheng Mingzhu returned to his side, how could he just watch her get jealous and leave again.

"I really have nothing with Qin Ruoxuan." He looked into Sheng Mingzhu's eyes solemnly, wishing to swear that he had never done such a thing, "I already have you and Haoyi, how could I have anything to do with other women .”

Bo Haoyi buried himself in his steamed dumplings and eggplants with garlic. Hearing his father's words, he raised his little head in confusion and interjected, "But sister Mingzhu is just our maid."