Acting as a substitute

Just when Yuan Jiayi was peeking at the ring on his hand, Mrs. Bo was already supported and walked out of the room with a smile.

She was born with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, with a kind face, with the gentleness of the south of the Yangtze River, and a little bit of the atmosphere of living in the north for a long time in her gestures and gestures.

Decades ago, Mrs. Bo was still the daughter of a rich family in Shanghai, Qin Yue'e, a good girl to her parents. But after meeting Mr. Bo, Bo Ling, she would rather fall out with her family than leave Shanghai and go north with him, and spend her whole life betting on Bo. Ling was kind to her, but fortunately she did not gamble wrongly. Nowadays, the wives of the rich and powerful families in North City, no matter who mentions Mrs. Bo's family, they are envious.

They were already rich and prosperous, and they married a good husband. At first, the only thing that made them feel superior was Qin Yue'e's stomach, which never moved.

It was not until the year when she was about 35 that she gave birth to a fat boy for the Bo family, named Bo Kang. She didn't ask him to be smart, but only asked him to be happy and healthy in this life. But it is estimated that this wish was sincere and moved God, Bo Kang Sure enough, not only is she not smart at all, but she is also promiscuous everywhere. In her early twenties, she produced a bunch of illegitimate children, and it was Bo Ling who personally helped to make those supermodel pornstars who were greedy for wealth disappear completely, and they didn't even give birth to half a child.

Bo Ling loves Qin Yue'e all his life, and has never done anything disloyal to her. Naturally, he can't stand his son's misbehavior, so he holds the entire family property in his hands, doesn't give him any rights, and leaves everything to the Bo family The only grandson, Bo Shenyan, entrusted the future of the Bo consortium to this quick-thinking little grandson.

"Oh, Lan Lan is here," Qin Yue'e saw Yuan Jiayi behind Bo Shenyan, walked quickly a few steps, smiled and took Yuan Jiayi's hand, "Grandma has been wanting to see you for a long time."

"Grandma, I'm Lanlan. I've always wanted to meet grandma, but the conditions don't allow it." Yuan Jiayi was much taller than her. Seeing her hand being held, she hurriedly bowed and lowered herself to Qin Yuee, He held her hand obediently, "Grandma, it's cold outside, let's go inside."

Bo Shenyan took the gift from Yuan Jiayi and followed them into the gate.

Classical carved beams and painted columns, independent houses on all four sides, extremely private but spacious and comfortable at the same time, Yuan Jiayi looked around enviously.

Being served by Mr. Bo personally serving tea and water every day, Qin Yue'e's condition is not bad compared to ordinary elderly people, but after all, she has suffered from leukemia, no matter how she makes up the day after tomorrow, her complexion will be a little worse.

"Old man, Lanlan is here, why are you still cooking?"

Qin Yue'e also ignored the presence of the servants at home, and called Bo Ling loudly when she entered the house.

Yuan Jiayi was infected by the warm atmosphere in the room, he bent his light-colored eyes and looked around curiously, and his fingers unconsciously wrapped Qin Yuee's slightly cold hands tightly in his palms.

"Grandma, why are you ignoring me?"

Bo Shenyan thought back to those clichéd idol dramas where after the grandson brought the granddaughter-in-law home, the grandparents only knew how to greet the granddaughter-in-law.

Could it be true?

Qin Yue'e turned her head and glared at him pretending to be angry, then smiled again in a blink of an eye, "You child, if you see your savior, won't you be excited?"

Bo Shenyan clearly saw Yuan Jiayi's shoulders flinch.

He couldn't help but think of the person who should have stood here.

He almost forgot... Sheng Lan.

Feeling guilty towards Sheng Lan in his heart, Bo Shenyan quickly lowered his face and walked into the kitchen.

Seeing Bo Shenyan walking towards him, Yuan Jiayi couldn't help looking at him expectantly. He wanted to climb up Bo Shenyan's sleeves to find a sense of security, but he saw him pass him without looking sideways. The man's indifference made Yuan Jiayi Jiayi realized in an instant that he was feeling vulnerable, he clenched his empty fist in embarrassment, and hastily withdrew his hand guiltily.

Fortunately, he didn't see it.

"Lan Lan, I always see you wearing makeup on TV. You look weird like a girl. Today I saw you in real life." Qin Yue'e took a closer look at Yuan Jiayi, patting the back of his hand lovingly, and then He glanced at Bo Shenyan who came out of the kitchen for comparison, "Why is he not feminine at all, he is a little man just like our Yanyan."

After finishing speaking, she lightly rolled Yuan Jiayi's sleeve, glanced at his arm casually, and smoothed the wrinkles of his cuff with a smile.

Yuan Jiayi didn't notice her movements, he just held up his glasses habitually, but pushed it for nothing, then suddenly remembered that his eyes had undergone surgery, so he lowered his head and smiled, "Grandma, there will be special camera effects on TV Yes, it must look better, if you look at me now, don’t you look so good?”

The inferiority complex in his heart caused Yuan Jiayi to find himself some steps that were not as good-looking as Sheng Lan's all the time, so nervous that even his cheekbones turned red.

"Why not? The great benefactor of our Bo family has been so good-looking since he was a child." Bo Ling walked out of the kitchen with a smile, took off her apron and handed it to the servant, "My soup, you can watch it carefully, give it to the lady Drink it, don't be careless."

"Grandpa, I'm Sheng Lan."

Yuan Jiayi hurriedly got up and bowed slightly to him, swallowing.

Legend has it that a rich man worth hundreds of billions would cook for his wife himself.

"Hey, good boy," Bo Ling walked in front of Yuan Jiayi, raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Good boy, he's tall and big, he's even more pleasing to the eye than he looks on TV, come on, sit down."

Bo Shenyan also walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down next to Qin Yuee.

"You child, why don't you sit next to your wife?"

After being slapped on the back by grandma, Bo Shenyan sat down beside Yuan Jiayi in desperation, because the sofa was not spacious, so his thighs could only cling to Yuan Jiayi's.

Yuan Jiayi was already in a panic, but now he was enveloped by Bo Shenyan's tall figure, and his face was covered with a thin layer of red.

Qin Yue'e didn't have any worries on weekdays, and she was always in a good mood. She raised flowers and vegetables, chatted and played cards with the servants, now that she saw Yuan Jiayi, it was even more impossible to let him go easily.

"Lanlan, Yanyan promised me that you can stay in the old house for a few days this time. Grandma will cook for you and cook what you like, okay?"

"Okay, okay, grandma," Yuan Jiayi grinned in order not to disappoint the old man, and acted coquettishly without a teacher, "Grandma, I am very greedy, and I like delicious food very much."

Bo Shenyan has a cold temper. Although he grew up with the two of them and was very dependent on them, he was a quiet child after all. He smiled a lot when he came out of the shadows in recent years.

The two elders of the Bo family have never seen children of the same age acting like a baby to them. At this time, seeing the smile on the face of the well-behaved and beautiful Yuan Jiayi, they couldn't help but like it to death.

After dinner, Yuan Jiayi sat beside Qin Yuee, racking his brains to recall the jokes Song Yang told him, trying his best to make grandma happy.

"Is Lan Lan good at singing?"

Qin Yuee looked at Bo Shenyan, the fine lines at the end of her eyes were curved.

"……Correct."

Bo Shenyan looked hesitantly at Yuan Jiayi who was dumbfounded.

Sheng Lan was indeed good at singing, but whether Yuan Jiayi could...he wasn't sure.

"Grandma, I'll sing for you, but if you don't sing well, don't laugh at me."

Since grandma brought it up, she just wanted to hear it. Due to the pressure, Yuan Jiayi could only bite the bullet and stand up, with dimples looming.

Fortunately, he had a playlist of golden songs that hit Sheng Lan.

Seeing his confidence, Bo Shenyan was slightly relieved, and leaned back on the sofa in a relaxed manner, ready to appreciate Shenglan 2.0's singing voice.

Yuan Jiayi stood in the middle of the living room and bowed politely to everyone. As soon as he opened his mouth, Bo Shenyan's eyes instantly enlarged.

Which song by Shenglan is this?Why can't he hear it?

He peeked at grandma's reaction and found that she also looked confused.

In order not to reveal his secrets, Bo Shenyan hurriedly went to grandma's side, reluctantly ruining Sheng Lan's reputation, "Grandma, Lanlan sang on TV, but they were all fake songs. The real singing is like this..."

After singing for a long time, Yuan Jiayi, no matter how dull he was, noticed that everyone's expressions seemed not right, so he hurriedly pursed his lips and stood there with his head down.

"I... let me change one..."

He tugged on his collar and cleared his throat.

"The clouds are scattered, the bright moon shines on people, the reunion is happy and the present is the best, the clear and shallow pond, mandarin ducks play in the water..."

The gentle and low-pitched male voice flowed in the room, which unexpectedly covered up the sense of disobedience of female singers and male singers. Instead, people were intoxicated by it, and a warm and happy picture appeared in front of them.

The fine lines at the end of Qin Yue'e's eyes deepened, and she tapped Bo Ling's hand, her vicissitudes of face showed undisguised happiness and satisfaction.

After singing the song, Yuan Jiayi blushed even the tips of his ears with embarrassment, and stood there blankly with a face full of embarrassment, really like a draft student waiting for his final judgment.

"You child, you can sing this kind of song at such a young age." Qin Yue'e let Mr. Bo wrap her slippery shawl around her, and looked at Yuan Jiayi, "You like old songs from the past very much?"

"My mother likes it, so I often sing to her..."

Having said this, Yuan Jiayi suddenly turned pale, and looked into Bo Shenyan's eyes in fear.

How could he accidentally slip his mouth.

But Qin Yue'e didn't seem to notice anything, just continued to say with a smile: "Lan Lan is awesome, she sings really well, I will record it for grandma with that mobile phone tomorrow, and save it for grandma to listen to when she misses you, okay?"

Yuan Jiayi opened his eyes slightly in surprise, looked at Bo Shenyan happily, saw him nodding, and then happily responded, "Okay, grandma likes to listen to my singing, I will record it ten times and twenty times for grandma. Anywhere."

"Okay, although our family is very happy talking together, but it's getting late, it's time for grandma to go to bed."

Bo Ling's heart was always on Qin Yuee's body, so she hurriedly interjected when she found a free moment.

"Okay, grandpa and grandma go to bed early, good night."

Yuan Jiayi made way sideways, smiled and nodded.

"You two go to bed early too, go ahead."

Qin Yue'e pinched the back of Bo Shenyan's waist, and pushed the inactive grandson to the side of the shy grandson-in-law, but failed to control the strength. Yuan Jiayi lost his balance immediately when he was hit by the tall and burly Bo Shenyan, and his body jumped Sitting crookedly on the ground.

Yuan Jiayi was startled, stood up from the ground with his hands on his buttocks, laughed awkwardly, and offered a rainbow fart, "Mr. Bo is really strong..."

"Mr. Bo?" Bo Ling looked at the two of them in surprise, "Why are you so unfamiliar?"

"Ahaha, grandpa, this is... a nickname," Bo Shenyan put his arms around Yuan Jiayi's waist, and held his wrist with the other hand and pressed it against his waist. The two of them were very close, "Lan Lan likes it Call me that."

Feeling Yuan Jiayi's stiffness, Bo Shenyan secretly poked him on the back to remind him to pay attention.

Yuan Jiayi was the most ticklish, and couldn't help laughing when someone pressed him without warning.

Both elders of the Bo family smiled knowingly.

"Grandma... where do I sleep?"

Thinking that Bo Shenyan must have his own room in this courtyard, Yuan Jiayi glanced at the sofa and had already chosen a place for himself.

Bo Ling turned her head again in surprise, "What? Don't you guys sleep together when you're at home?"

Yuan Jiayi looked up at Bo Shenyan stiffly with five sense organs, terrified.

"...I...we...sleep, of course we sleep together," Bo Shenyan put his arms around Yuan Jiayi's shoulders, and put the man in his arms with his back facing him, resting his chin on his shoulder as a gesture of intimacy, " Grandma, Lan Lan is not honest when she sleeps, what he means is that we have to find a big, big bed, and we can no longer sleep in my previous room."

"Hey, yes, yes, grandma will take you there, grandma has already prepared it," Qin Yue'e was relieved, turned around to shake Yuan Jiayi's hand, left Bao Shenyan behind, and dragged him to walk ahead , "Lanlan, let's see if you like the new bed sheet grandma prepared for you, ouch, why are your palms sweaty... Are words always pestering you... No, no, tomorrow I have to let Song Mom will make up for you..."

Yuan Jiayi: "..."

Qin Yue'e brought the two of them to the door of the bedroom, took Bo Shenyan's arm, and forced him to lean over and listen to him say a few words, and then left in satisfaction, peeping in the dark.

Then, the two lost their voices the moment they saw the opened door.

In the center of the bedroom is a big red wedding bed, so red that the scalp is numb, it is outrageously big.

Yuan Jiayi stood by Bo Shenyan's side, sluggish like a whalebill whose body was soaked by heavy rain, shrunken his shoulders and looked helpless.

The sound of swallowing saliva was even more audible, and he could only divert his attention by constantly turning the ring on his hand.

Bo Shenyan's expression was also a little stiff, almost bleeding red.

"Grandma said...you can play with the big bed...told you...don't be restrained."

"You can... shout out..."