Then, he turned his gaze to Yuran, "Little Ranran, after all these years, how have you endured him? It must have been tough!"
Bo Yan retorted to the third Bo brother, "You think I treat our baby the same way I treat you? Could you enjoy the treatment my baby gets? You wish."
The veins on the third Bo brother's face bulged with irritation, "Bo Qi, can you let me eat my meal in peace? Seeing you makes me really want to curse."
Yuran chuckled, rescuing the third Bo brother from his plight, "Seventh brother, come and take Zhizhi to wash up. I'll go check the script, so third brother can eat peacefully."
Bo Yan sneered, his disdain for the third Bo brother obvious as he stood up, picked up Zhizhi from beside Yuran, and went straight to the washroom.
The moment father and son left, the atmosphere quieted down, and the third Bo brother breathed a sigh of relief, "Little Ranran, how's the shooting progress? I heard that the Ou family's young lady is gearing up to challenge you?"
