Bo Jinyu returned home at six o'clock in the evening, and as soon as he walked through the door, Qiu Liya's beautiful eyes turned towards him, "I thought you weren't planning on coming back if I didn't return!"
Despite being in her fifties, she maintained her youthful looks and natural charm. Her voice was soft and elegant, making her sound like she was coquettishly chiding.
Ye Anran quietly chuckled at the scene.
Bo Jinyu indeed intended to give his mother the silent treatment. After all, if he did not take a firm stance on this matter, they would have trouble understanding his true feelings, and he couldn't guarantee that the two elders wouldn't repeat their actions.
Little Anran had already endured enough grievances with them, and he didn't want her to suffer any more.
"I don't dare to not return, what if you bring more women back to the old Bo Family house? How should I handle that?" he slowly responded, his tone lighthearted, the corner of his eyes crinkling in amusement.
