Bao Jingzhou was dissatisfied with her changing the subject: "When you were introducing them, weren't there other things you didn't tell me about?"

Shen Wanci: "No."

She wasn't going to tell him about what happened with Nie Yucheng. It was in the past, and he didn't even remember anything anymore. There was no need to bring it up again and affect their relationship as brothers.

Bo Jingzhou was still unhappy. "That Nie Yuchen, he likes you."

"“……”Shen Wanci was speechless. She pinched his face and said in a stern voice, "I haven't even had a few words with Yu Cheng, can you stop making up stories?"

"The way he looks at you is wrong," his voice dropped, filled with resentment: "You still call him Yu Cheng."

"Since you and he are good friends, my grandpa and mom had a good relationship with his family when they were alive. We can't just call him by his name every time we meet, right? Otherwise, people will point fingers at me and say I have no manners."

"Grandfather and Mother know him too? And they get along well with his family? Why didn't you mention it before?"

" "

"So, between me and him, who did you know first?"

Seeing that Bo Jingzhou was about to transform into ten thousand "whys" again, Shen Wanci hurriedly picked up the soup on the tea table. "Just because we met doesn't mean I'll fall for you. I'm your wife now. If you keep linking me with other men, you'll be sleeping in the guest room from now on."

"Mom specially made this for you, she said it's good for your body, drink it quickly."

Bao Jingzhou looked at the only bowl of soup in front of him, frowning: "How come you don't have any?"

Without the memories of Jiang Yajue poisoning Shen Wanci in the past, his first reaction was that his mother was partial, just like the superficial ones on TV.

Shen Wanci didn't care much as she said, "Mom made this especially for you, drink it quickly, it'll be cold in a while."

This must have been a medicinal diet specially prepared for Bo Jingzhou's body. When it was just served, she smelled a faint medicinal fragrance.

Jiang Yajue was usually very kind to her, Shen Wanci didn't lack this bowl of soup, so she didn't think there was anything special about it, and she didn't think it was favoritism.

Bo Jingzhou brought the soup to her lips: "Since it's good for your body, you should drink it. Mom said you've lost weight."

Jiang Yajue came out of the room with a face mask on. She was going to see if Bo Jingzhou had finished his soup, but she saw him preparing to feed it to Shen Wanci instead. She immediately stopped him: "No, Wanci can't drink this soup."

Bo Jingzhou: "Why?"

"This soup was specially made for you to nourish your body. Do you know how much effort I put into getting the recipe? Drink it quickly, not a single drop should be left."

This further confirmed his suspicion that Jiang Yajue was a superficial person. His brows furrowed immediately: "Mom, you can't be so biased. Since Wanwan married me, she should have a share of the family's belongings too. Wanwan needs to replenish her body more than I do. She hasn't been sleeping well recently. Give her this bowl of soup. Tomorrow, tell Wang Yi to cook an extra bowl for her."

Jiang Yajzhu: "..."

If she hadn't only had this one, she really wouldn't want to admit that this idiot was her biological son.

Shen Wanci: "..."

She slept poorly. Wasn't it because he had been clinging to her relentlessly lately, causing her to dream every night of being tied up and unable to break free?

But now is not the time to dwell on this. She caught a hint from Jiang Yajue's words, and remembering the effect after Bo Jingzhou drank a bowl of soup at the old house last time, the string in her mind instantly tightened: "Don't drink it."

Bao Jingzhou immediately put down the soup: "Here you go, drink it."

Jiang Yazi saw this scene, she was both angry and pleased. She was angry because he was foolish, but pleased that he finally knew to prioritize his wife.

Shen Wanci hurriedly walked to Jiang Yazhu's face, afraid that if she was a step late, Bo Jingzhou would drink the soup.

Before she could even speak, Jiang Yazhu chimed in first: “Wanci, it’s not that Mom won’t let you drink it. The noodles are for men to replenish their bodies. If you want to drink soup, I’ll have Wang Jie make you a bowl of your favorite mung bean and pork rib soup tomorrow.”

"......Shen Wanci affectionately held her hand: "Mom, I didn't think much of it, just the doctor said that Jingzhou's body is still in the recovery period and needs to rest, try not to do strenuous exercise."

Although Bo Jingzhou's body is mostly recovered and the surgery wounds have healed, she couldn't tell her mother-in-law that her son was already very capable and didn't need any external help.

She had thought about it before, but after seeing how Bo Jingzhou would pester her with kisses whenever he had free time, she completely abandoned the idea. She didn't even have a sliver of desire to open up that side of him anymore; she was afraid she wouldn't be able to get out of bed afterward.

As soon as it came to Bo Jingzhou's body, Jiang Yazhu became a little anxious: "It hasn't healed yet after so long?"

"The injury is healed, but after all, it was surgery, and it was on the head. It's best to take extra care and rest."

“You really thought things through, Porcelain. Don't drink that soup first. There's no rush about having children anyway. You're still young, you can wait a few years and it'll be the same.” Jiang Yajue patted her hand and thanked her sincerely: “Porcelain, I appreciate everything you've done for us these past few months. My health isn't good, so I can't run around often. Your father has to take care of me too, and no one else could lend a hand.”

"Mom, what are you talking about? Jingzhou is my husband, taking care of him is my duty. And I'm not really tired, most of the work is done by the nurses and hired aunties."

Although Bo Jingzhou couldn't hear what they were saying, he could see the emotional fluctuations on their faces. He felt that if he had a fight with his mother, Wanwan would definitely take her mother's side without hesitation.

He was a little displeased, and his face wasn't looking too good either.

After Shen Wanci coaxed Jiang Yazhu back to her room, she spoke to the others in a low voice: "What did you say to Mom?"

"He didn't say anything."

Before Bo Jingzhou could ask another question, Shen Wanci cut him off with a single sentence: "Let's go, upstairs to sleep."

As soon as he entered the room, the man clasped her waist and pulled her into his arms, lowering his head to kiss her with practiced ease.

After a brief kiss, Shen Wanci raised her hand to press against his chest, refusing him any closer: "Go take a shower, you've been on the road all day, you smell."

Based on his behavior lately, if you don't stop him, he could hold her and kiss her for half an hour straight.

Bo Jingzhou looked at her, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long silence, he let go. "Okay."

Staring at the man's back, Shen Wanci was full of question marks. Was he this obedient today?

After entering the bathroom, the man did not immediately go to take a shower as he usually did. Instead, he took off his clothes and stood in front of the mirror over the sink.

Late late had been applying scar-removing medicine to him all the time, and the marks on his body had faded compared to when he first saw them. However, for the past few months, apart from kissing, they hadn't taken things any further.

"Boom boom."

Behind her, the bathroom door was knocked softly, and Shen Wanci's voice came in: "I put your pajamas at the door."

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