"Did Beibei tell you?"
Bo Yan gave a hum of acknowledgment. To this day, when he thought about it, he still couldn't understand why Zhizhi would like Xi Nian—it didn't seem logical. "I've asked Beibei about it, and he seems to think it's a natural development."
Yuran, feeling somewhat helpless, also wanted to laugh. "Should we really trust our son's sixth sense? You and I have been on guard against Xi Nian, afraid he would find some loophole to exploit, and here our Beibei is handing the loophole over to him on a platter."
Bo Yan blinked. "It's okay."
Yuran gave a hum and looked at him dubiously, "What is?"
Bo Yan said, "My reach may not be the longest but, when strictly measured, it isn't short either. There's too little we can offer Zhizhi; he must learn to grow on his own. If he truly falls into a pit, then that too can be a lesson.
It's okay, trust me, will you?"
Yuran nodded. "Of course, I trust you."
