Campus Ace Girl

Chapter 1094: Chapter 1093: In the Past, I Let You Down

"Yes, yes, you’re right." The auntie rubbed her hands together again, "Let’s pretend we don’t know, secretly enjoy it, and quietly observe."

Ah Xiang was delighted, "I’ll go bring a glass of milk."

Auntie held her back, "Wait a bit, they probably have some things to talk about right now."

Ah Xiang responded emphatically, her little face also tinged with excitement.

In the living room, Gu Anxi leaned on the sofa, staring intently at her own belly.

Her expression was adorably odd.

Bo Xichen poured her a glass of water, smiled and said, "It’s only as big as a mung bean right now."

Gu Anxi looked up, "How big does it have to be before I can feel it?"

"About four months or so, then you’ll feel it moving." He sat down, turned on the TV for her, and then pulled her into his arms, "Take a break, no more looking."

Gu Anxi still held her belly, "But it’s really fascinating, just like that, there’s a little child now."

Bo Xichen smiled, and just then his phone rang. Seeing it was Bo Nianyao calling, he answered.

Over there, Bo Nianyao and Lin Yun had already heard the news. All of Si Garden was buzzing, thanks to Dr. Wu’s joyful announcement. Bo Xichen listened to his father’s excited tone, and smiled lightly, "Yes, I just went to the hospital, confirmed it’s a pregnancy."

On the other end, Bo Nianyao had just come home to rest a bit. There were some things he hadn’t had a chance to say to his wife before this news hit him like a bombshell, leaving him both stunned and joyous.

Bo Nianyao was almost at a loss for words, stammering for quite a while before hanging up, and said to the equally excited Mrs. Bo beside him, "This is wonderful, they’ve been together for so long, finally they have a good outcome."

Mrs. Bo, who was sitting next to him making tea, despite her own excitement, feigned calmness and chided her husband, "Look at you, so hopeless. Haven’t you seen enough storms? It’s just a child; they’re young and healthy, pregnancy was bound to happen sooner or later."

Bo Nianyao clenched his fist, sat down to take a sip of tea, "That’s true, but Xichen is no spring chicken anymore, is he? Besides, you only know how to criticize me, but you’ve been eagerly waiting, let’s not talk past each other."

As he spoke, he became reflective, "Adding a little child at home makes things lively, I can’t even imagine what it would look like with more... Xichen will probably be overwhelmed, especially when this child starts misbehaving with Anxi, won’t they be a handful?"

Mrs. Bo couldn’t help but think of a chubby little one, and her face softened into a loving smile, as if a grandson or granddaughter was about to be born. She pondered, "Nianyao, do you think this baby is a boy or a girl?"

Knowing she was crazy about having a granddaughter, Bo Nianyao said, "I hope it’s a girl, but if not, you mustn’t be disappointed. Our child is young, and she loves kids too, we’re bound to have a girl eventually."

Filled with joy, Mrs. Bo thought carefully and said to Bo Nianyao, "Now that Anxi is pregnant, why not bring her back home to Beicheng? Although Xichen is attentive and good to her, he’s often busy with work, I’m afraid he can’t take proper care of her."

Bo Nianyao thought for a moment and nodded, "That’s sensible, I might as well return to Jiangcheng and bring Anxi back to keep you company."

Though Mrs. Bo was a bit reluctant to part with her husband, Anxi and her potential granddaughter were more important, so she readily agreed with her husband’s plan, "Alright, let’s start the journey tomorrow... No, I have to personally visit Jiangcheng."

She was so eager that Bo Nianyao laughed, "The madam is truly in a hurry."

He glanced outside; it had also started snowing in Beicheng, the landscape was all white, and it was especially cold outside.

He said, "Wait until it’s warmer to go out, you’ve been coughing fiercely."

Mrs. Bo brushed it off, "What’s a little illness! Alright, we’ll go see Anxi tomorrow; she’s just pregnant and it’s her first time, she must be so anxious. Since Ke Ru has to take care of Yun Tian, I need to pay more attention to this."

Bo Nianyao teased his wife, "You’re quite the responsible mother."

The two seemed to have made a decision while chatting, but just then, a slender figure appeared at the study door; it was Old Master Bo.

Old Master Bo entered, flung his robe aside, and took a seat. Lin Yun poured him a cup of tea.

The old man looked at his son, "Anxi is pregnant, what are your plans?"

Bo Nianyao replied, "I just discussed it with Xichen’s mother, we’ve decided to go to Jiangcheng tomorrow, and later on, we’ll have Anxi come back to recuperate, Xichen’s mother can take better care of her."

Upon hearing this, the old man bluntly asked, "And what about you? Are you just going to live apart from Lin Yun like this?"

Bo Nianyao’s face felt a bit warm, and he cleared his throat lightly: "We’re of a certain age, a few months apart won’t hurt."

The old man wasn’t having it, snorting lightly: "A certain age? I see you two are quite affectionate."

Being spoken to like this by his father made the son’s face flush even more: "It’s fine, it’s fine."

The old man, knowing his son and daughter-in-law’s relationship well, didn’t tease further. At this moment, Lin Yun brought over some tea. After taking a sip, the old man said, "Being apart from each other for years as a married couple is not right, but you also can’t neglect Zaizai. Let’s do this: I’ll have Old Lin come over to help manage things at home. I don’t believe that we two old men can’t handle a household. As for Lin Yun, I know she stays in Beicheng to look after me, but there are plenty at home to care for me, her absence won’t be missed. I’ll make the decision here, tomorrow you and your wife will set out for Jiangcheng and take good care of Zaizai for me. When the weather gets better, Old Lin and I will come to Jiangcheng to see you."

These considerate words left Bo Nianyao somewhat taken aback, staring at his father for a while, hardly believing it.

Feigning displeasure, the old man said: "What, you don’t believe me?"

Bo Nianyao immediately replied, "It’s not that I don’t believe, I’m just surprised you’ve become so perceptive, Father."

Lin Yun laughed, took a sip of tea, and remained silent, letting the father and son bicker. Sure enough, the old man instantly got riled up in a playful manner: "Nianyao, what nonsense are you speaking? When have I ever failed to show perception? Just say, ever since your wedding, I retreated to the mountains for meditation, have I ever disturbed you young couples’ life?"

Bo Nianyao’s voice grew smaller: "That was because you didn’t want to raise Bo Qing, leaving it to Lin Yun and me."

The old man felt a bit cornered, "What do you mean by not wanting to raise, wasn’t he my child?"

Bo Nianyao’s voice lowered further, filled with a grievance: "But I’m still in the nephew’s generation to Bo Qing, since when does a nephew take care of an uncle?"

The old man’s face turned red: "Nor should I have, he’s not my own."

Bo Nianyao looked at his father resentfully and fell silent.

The old man pretended to sip tea to cover up, but after a while, he discreetly glanced at his son... reflecting inwardly.

Nianyao, already middle-aged, in his fifties, has although exceptional achievements and now not only retrieved a little granda but gained a grandson too, did not live a smooth life in youth. After the marital blow, he married Lin Yun with no emotional base and had to assist Bo Qing. Later came Bo Xichen; thinking back, those years were truly tough, fortunately, Lin Yun was there... Just the other day, he and Old Lin had a long conversation, only then did he realize Lin Yun had liked their Nianyao since she was a girl. He was surprised but found it reasonable; otherwise, which young lady from a prestigious family would willingly marry Nianyao and care for a child not yet ten? She would drown in gossip alone.

The old man often felt a pang of guilt when recalling, thinking he let his son down, for he truly had been a neglectful person, almost being deceived by that kid Bo Qing, nearly causing a great mishap. Thankfully, Lin Yun did not disdain him and has always cared for him at home. Hearts made of flesh, it’s time for this old man to properly keep the home for them.

With such magnanimity from him, Bo Nianyao and Lin Yun both found it a bit unsettling. At night, just before bed, Bo Nianyao lay on the sofa reading a medical book, and Lin Yun, freshly out of the shower, asked quizzically: "What’s up with Dad, has he been possessed? Should we get Anxi’s little pet to read his fortune?"

Bo Nianyao, upon hearing this, laughed: "That Wang Qin, huh? Even Anxi says it’s not reliable."

Bo’s wife, while applying skincare at the dresser, replied, "Not reliable, yet she became the family head of the Gu family. You don’t know, Gu Yuanshan now reveres her as if she’s a deity."

Bo Nianyao put down his medical book, walked behind her, gently pressing her shoulders: "I’ve heard as much! Kind of a pity, just think how illustrious Yuanshan was."

This made Bo’s wife frown: "You talk about a fortune-teller like they’re a celebrity, an ever-present KPI?"

Bo Nianyao chuckled: "Times are different now; it’s a world for the young. We old folks better stay home, keep our wives company, entertain the grandkids, wouldn’t you say?"

With that, he leaned in slightly, resting his head on his wife’s shoulder, looking at the person in the mirror.

While still applying her skincare, Bo’s wife understood his gesture but remained composed: "When you’re old, you should embrace it."

Bo Nianyao appeared surprised: "It’s only been a few months, and you’re already calling me old? In that case, Nianyao needs to earnestly leave a good impression in your heart."

Behaving like this, Bo’s wife glanced at him before continuing with her skincare routine: "No need to impress me, just set a good example for the juniors."

The head of the Bo family promptly said, "Where have I faltered before the children, please enlighten me."

Bo’s wife stood up, poking his forehead, "From now on, don’t get handsy outside, and no saying cheesy stuff."

Bo Nianyao immediately agreed to comply.

Lin Yun thought for a moment, then added, "Also, in a little over a month, it’ll be New Year. If we’re in Jiangcheng, we shouldn’t leave the old man in Beicheng uncared for; that wouldn’t be right."