Doted on his wife: uncle, love fiercely

Chapter 129 Definition of Monsters

Mi Xia hurriedly called her to stop, and asked in a low voice, "Aunt Chen, what is your definition of a monster?"

Aunt Chen looked puzzled.

Mi Xia said: "Before Zixuan would say that Bo Xinglan was a monster, what else did he say..."

As soon as she said this, Aunt Chen's face changed drastically.

"Nonsense!" She suddenly raised her voice and scolded.

It was the first time for Misha to see her so angry, and she was taken aback.

Only then did Aunt Chen realize that she was a little agitated, and quickly calmed down again.

He said lightly: "The young master has been living abroad since he was a child. He was not close to his family members, he was not good at speaking, and his temper was a bit weird. That's why there are such rumors. They are all deliberately slanderous and untrustworthy."

Misha nodded.

"I also feel that way."

Aunt Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, I still have to prepare Master Bo's room."

After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly to Misha, then turned and left.

Mi Xia stood there, thinking about it, but couldn't figure out why Bao Zixuan suddenly decided to live in at this moment.

Early the next morning.

As soon as Misha went downstairs, before entering the restaurant, he heard voices coming from inside.

"I said, I don't like to eat this! Change it for me!"

Bo Zixuan's scolding sound reached Misha's ears clearly even if they were separated by a room.

Aunt Chen's tone was very flat.

"I'm going to change it now."

Misha walked in and saw that there were a lot of breakfasts on the table, including Chinese and Western styles, and there were more than ten kinds.

"Aren't there so many?" she said.

Aunt Chen lowered her head: "Young Master Bo won't eat these."

Hearing this, Misha frowned unconsciously.

Even if you don't eat, just say no?

How could you do so much in one go?
Immediately afterwards, Bo Zixuan said: "I want to drink porridge, so make a bowl here, hurry up!"

After a while, when Aunt Chen brought a bowl of porridge, Bo Zixuan complained again.

"I don't eat porridge, go prepare the crystal bag! When did I say I want to drink porridge?"

After hearing this, Mi Xia finally understood why there were so many things on the table.

Every time Bo Zixuan finished talking about what he wanted to eat, he changed his words again after Aunt Chen finished cooking.

Gradually, there are more and more things on the table...

Bo Zixuan was simply making things difficult on purpose!
Aunt Chen couldn't see any temper on her face.

"I'm going to do it."

Just about to turn around, Misha quickly grabbed her.

"No need to go, there are so many on the table, so he doesn't have to do it if he doesn't want to eat."

Even Bo Xinglan, the owner of this family, has never made such an excessive request.

Mi Xia had never seen such a Bo Zixuan before.

It's just because I didn't know people clearly before, I didn't expect that he would be such a person!
Seeing that Mi Xia stopped him, Bo Zixuan turned his eyes dissatisfied.

Seeing that Misha was not afraid of his gaze at all, she sneered instead.

"It's only been a few days, Misha, you have the aura of the hostess here, it seems that you are nothing more than this woman."

Misha frowned. "What mistress?! Don't talk nonsense!"

Bo Zixuan laughed and said, "Of course I said..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly raised his head and saw the person walking in from the door at this time, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Mi Xia turned her head and saw Bo Xinglan walking in.

He was dressed in a black suit, with a cold expression on his handsome face.

As soon as he sat down, he said to Bo Zixuan, "I'll go to the company after the meal. I've prepared a new position for you. You should hand it over first."

Unexpectedly, Bo Zixuan said, "New position? The position of the deputy manager you mentioned? I'm not interested."

He leaned back slightly, leaning against the back of the chair.

"Is it appropriate for my younger brother to be the president, but let me be the deputy manager of the district?"

(End of this chapter)