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Chapter 917: 908 Quietly Approaching (4)

Chapter 917: Chapter 908 Quietly Approaching (4)

Bo Yan looked at the back of her stubborn head, she was biting on her back teeth while she spoke, clearly grinding her teeth in frustration. Bo Yan knew she didn’t hate him; she hated the Xia Family blood flowing in her veins.

He slowly bowed his head and embraced her from behind: “If we’re not having kids, then we’re not having kids. We’re not in this society merely to carry on the family line. Once there’s a child, the entire focus has to shift to revolve around them. After all, a child isn’t a kitten or a puppy; if they’re born, they must be raised properly. You can’t just half-heartedly raise them. If they get bullied, you would be heartbroken. If they bully someone, you’d be even more devastated. They need to be healthy, smart, obedient, and safe as they grow up, and who knows how much effort it will take for them to settle down and establish themselves later on. Work disruptions are the least of it, it will greatly affect our lives, reducing our quality of life. Don’t say you are not ready to have children; I’m not ready either.”

Under Bo Yan’s reasoning, Xia Siyu’s mood gradually relaxed. Just then, Bo Yan added, “Moreover, if we had a daughter as foolish as you, that would be a disaster. Or if we had a son as arrogant and overbearing as you, that would be even worse.”

Xia Siyu immediately got angry, turned around, and punched him: “What’s so good about you? Han Yifan says you’re like briquette, too many sinister thoughts! You look decent but beneath that, you’re nothing but scoundrel and thug!”

Bo Yan got punched but smiled instead; he knew that Xia Siyu’s willingness to physically hit him meant that she had let out her pent-up anger. It wouldn’t be bottled up inside her, so there weren’t any big issues. He smiled and hugged her head tightly: “Alright, alright, if we had a child, they would inherit all your good qualities. Smart, beautiful, and adorable, like you, that should suffice, right?”

Xia Siyu was still somewhat displeased and just snorted in response.

Bo Yan looked at her; Xia Siyu was still tilting her head, seemingly staring at some spot at the foot of the bed. But upon closer inspection, her gaze wasn’t really fixed on anything. Clearly, she wasn’t looking at anything; she was reminiscing.

He and Xia Youbiao occasionally communicated, Xia Youbiao didn’t dare to contact Xia Siyu often, so he called him. He also saw the interactions between Xia Siyu and Xia Youbiao, and it was indeed very bad. For instance, during grandpa’s birthday, Xia Siyu dragged him in front of Xia Sicai and Madam Tong to flaunt their affection, showing no courtesy at all.

However, she wasn’t as angry before as she was just now.

She gritted her teeth and said, “I am not going to have children,” a sentiment she had never harbored with such hatred and anger before. It always felt as if she had once experienced something.

Moreover,

Bo Yan quickly glanced at Xia Siyu again; if he remembered correctly, it was about seven years ago, around this time, that they had broken up.

Something must have happened then for Xia Siyu to ruthlessly dump him. He didn’t understand at the time, but thinking about it now, it was probably related to her mother and the Xia Family. That’s why Xia Siyu reacts so strongly even now.

What is currently known is that Wen Qunxiao had already passed away two years before their marriage, roughly a year after they had broken up. It wasn’t any sort of vendetta or melodramatic anger-induced death, but an illness. However, he always felt her mother’s death was related to the event that caused their breakup.

But he doesn’t dare ask what exactly that event was, also not wanting to pry. Not because he was afraid of anything else, but because he was afraid of hurting her again.