Zhou Zining lowered his head, his voice timid, "I know I was wrong, Grandma, I won't dare again."
Old Lady Bo indifferently withdrew her gaze, picked up some vegetables with her chopsticks but did not immediately bring them to her mouth. A few strands of shredded potato slipped through the gaps of the chopsticks. She lowered her eyes, deep in thought about something.
"Forget it, I won't eat anymore. Ask the kitchen to cook me some porridge."
Old Lady Bo stood up, and Auntie Wu and the butler helped her into her wheelchair and pushed her away.
Everyone at the table stood up and watched the Old Lady enter the elevator.
After dinner, Zhou Zining was "escorted" back to his room by the butler.
Bo Yanching was playing with Qianqian.
Bo Qingshan seized the opportunity and sat next to Nan Jiaojiao.
Before his bottom even touched the sofa, suddenly Nan Jiaojiao grabbed his shoulder, pulling him over a bit and then pushed a pile of snacks toward him.
"Want some?"
"Yes, yes!"
