Bo Yan laughed, "Third Brother, you're focusing on the wrong thing here."
"What's wrong with it? Nobody could stop you back then, you just wanted to become an artist, and now that you're so successful, you say you're going to retire—what do you mean by that?
Do you realize, Grandpa will definitely smack you for this."
"That's not right. If there were children, Grandpa wouldn't want his great-grandchildren to be exposed to the public eye."
Bo Yan's Third Brother: "…Where does this sense of superiority in your words come from?"
Bo Yan snorted with laughter, "I originally intended to put it more subtly, to spare you brothers some embarrassment, but it seems you don't mind."
"Get to the point."
Bo Yan, "Third Brother, I'm the youngest in our family, and I got married first; I might even be the first to have kids. Aren't you guys envious?"
"Xiaoqi, don't go too far."
"It's overstepping to tell the truth? I haven't even started on the really excessive stuff yet."
