My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 412: Many Joys in the Bo Family 1

Chapter 412: Chapter 412: Many Joys in the Bo Family 1

There were tens of thousands of comments, and Yuran naturally couldn’t go through each one, so she scrolled down.

At first, the box office for "Glory" was not good, and many people were pessimistic about its prospects.

Some people even mocked Bo Yan, saying it was his career low.

However, as major film critics and audience members began posting their reviews, the box office for "Glory" unexpectedly soared.

Without any promotional tours, the result was quite remarkable.

Although some still felt that the box office success owed eighty percent to the famous actor Bo Yan, that didn’t stop "Glory" from becoming a blockbuster hit during the Spring Festival season.

It was beyond imagination.

Standing out among the many New Year’s films was somewhat miraculous.

Yuran put down her phone, propped up her chin with her hand, and watched Bo Yan, who was walking back and forth with Zhizhi in his arms.

Bo Yan quickly noticed the gaze on him and looked over with puzzled eyebrows slightly raised, "What’s up?"

Yuran touched her face several times with her fingers and smiled broadly, "Xiaoqi, what do you think about this career low since you started acting?"

Bo Yan laughed, walked over to her with his son in his arms, and bent down to kiss her on the lips, "You are priceless."

Smooth talker.

The subject had shifted all the way to the Pacific Ocean, but why did she feel so happy deep down?

Going to the cinema to watch "Glory" was out of the question.

By the time Yuran had recovered from childbirth, "Glory" had already been taken off the screens. Of course, she didn’t want to watch "Glory."

She preferred to spend more time with Bo Yan and Zhizhi.

Yuran’s wound had healed nicely, and with the Scar Removal Ointment developed by Si Er, by the time she was ready to leave her confinement, the wound had almost disappeared, leaving only a faint pink mark.

When Bo Yan announced his hiatus through the company, he also agreed to the company’s request to post on his official account once a month as thanks to his fans.

Previously, Bo Yan had been absent for long periods and never posted selfies, sharing mostly various landscapes and plants.

But this time, there were selfies from almost an entire year. Initially, fans were so immersed in the joy of Bo Yan posting selfies that they couldn’t extricate themselves.

Latter, as the angle of the photos posted by Bo Yan started to seem like someone else was taking them, fans began to suspect.

What was even more surprising was that in one photo, a shadow could be seen on a dark piece of glass. Although it was difficult to distinguish whether the figure was male or female, it was clear that someone was taking photos for Bo Yan.

This accumulated into a mystery and exploded in the days after Yuran left her confinement.

At that time, the couple had just returned to the old mansion for two days, and Yuran would start classes a week later, sticking to Zhizhi all day long.

It was during this period that Xie Cheng called and asked right away, "The official blog photo you posted the day before yesterday, was it taken by Yuran?"

Bo Yan didn’t see any problem with it, "Yeah, is there an issue?"

Xie Cheng didn’t hang up but instead circled the black figure in the photo and sent it to Bo Yan’s social media, "I sent you a photo, highlighted the important part, take a look."

Bo Yan clicked in and took a glance, immediately feeling somewhat at a loss for words.

As Bo Yan stayed silent, Xie Cheng continued, "Fortunately, the figure in the photo isn’t very clear. Be careful next time. I’ll clarify this for you; you don’t need to make any response yourself."

"I wasn’t planning to respond. Let the misunderstanding be, because it’s not a misunderstanding."

Xie Cheng: "...My great film star, you’ve been resting for nearly a year now. Yuran is going to start school next week, and you... isn’t it time for you to..."

Bo Yan interrupted him, "Stop right there. I have no plans to work immediately. Zhizhi is still small and needs someone to take care of him."

"Have you decided to stay at home and watch Zhizhi grow up?"

Bo Yan: "...Is there a problem with that?"

Xie Cheng, "So, you’re expecting Yuran to go out and earn money for baby formula while you stay at home... living off your wife?"

Bo Yan, "Is there something wrong with that?"

Xie Cheng: "..." Damn it, when it comes to arguing with Bo Yan, even being unreasonable seems pretty reasonable.

...

For Zhizhi’s full-month celebration, the Bo Family’s courtyard was bustling with excitement. Zhizhi was adorable, chiseled like a tiny porcelain doll, dressed in a small bright red Tang suit that made him look particularly endearing, yet his little bun face was expressionless, his features fixed in a serious frown.

An inexplicable contrast of cuteness emerged, leaving people unable to resist doting on him.

Grandfather Bo handled him with extreme care, cradling him in his arms, and looking at Zhizhi’s tense little face, he laughed heartily, "Except for the eyes, he looks just like Xiaoqi in every aspect. Been this way since he was tiny."

Grandmother Bo sat beside Grandfather Bo, playing with a pellet drum to entertain Zhizhi, who seemed uninterested and didn’t even glance at it.

After Grandfather Bo spoke, Grandmother Bo also sighed with emotion, "Isn’t that the truth? Over these years, who could have imagined that we would be able to hold Xiaoqi’s son first, our very first great-grandchild.

Considering how he was never interested in women, I thought we couldn’t expect him to marry, yet unexpectedly, he’s gone ahead of all his brothers and sisters."

The Bo Family’s single folks received their first wave of attacks.

Bo Yan’s sardonic remarks were thrown out without cost, "Grandpa, Grandma, you’re thinking a bit too much. Do they even have partners? And you’re already expecting great-grandchildren?"

Several older brothers gathered, ready to gang up on Bo Yan. Why was this guy’s mouth always so sharp?

Did he have to stir up sensitive topics? Now with little Zhizhi here, everyone had forgotten about their singlehood. Why bring that up?

Zhizhi was treated like royalty in the Bo Family’s household; they took turns holding him, but not everyone got a chance as his cries deterred some.

Once back in Bo Yan’s arms, he quieted down somewhat, his big watery eyes and pouting lips forming a pitiable sight that melted hearts.

Bo Yan handed him over to Yuran, "He’s probably hungry."

The couple had their own room in the Bo Family’s courtyard, and as soon as they returned to their room, the living room became lively again.

The Bo Family’s eldest uncle looked at his two sons and snorted, "Xiaoqi is 26 years old this year, married with a child, not missing a beat. My two sons, almost thirty, and not even a girlfriend in sight. Really something to be proud of."

The Bo Family’s second uncle, "My two sons, also really something, at least the eldest uncle’s kids aren’t thirty yet. Our Bo Qin, he must be thirty-five this year, right? As the oldest brother among you siblings, aren’t you anxious?"

The Bo Family’s third uncle, "Heh... My two kids have already told me, they have no plans to marry."

General Bo Yinan, "Well, since my son has outperformed, I’m in a bit of an awkward position myself."

The Bo Family’s eldest, second, and third uncles: "Looks like Xiaoqi inherited your shamelessness, showing off like that. Cover that smug face, can’t stand to see it."

Aside from the Bo Family’s Xiaowa, the remaining Bo brothers all stood awkwardly on the spot, lined up against the wall just like when they were kids, exchanging looks with one another. Who did they offend?

They even had complaints about not marrying!

Xiaoqi is like on a rocket, they can’t catch up. Settling scores later, fighting amongst themselves, what’s the point?