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My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady

Chapter 1007 - 755: Bo Zhi 6_3

Author: Mi Jiang
updatedAt: 2026-02-22

CHAPTER 1007: CHAPTER 755: BO ZHI 6_3

Bo Zhi understood, "Thank you all."

...

After two years, the reunion dinner somehow brought a layer of excitement to everyone’s mood. Bo Nian tied her long hair into a bun, a very large bun.

Yuran found it somewhat incongruous and always felt a bit forced.

"Can’t you just tie your hair up properly for one day and a half night?"

Bo Nian was clearly annoyed by her mother’s question, but didn’t dare to show too much displeasure, "Mom, do you think I look ugly?"

Ugly wasn’t quite right, but it was certainly a visual assault.

This girl, clearly stunning without makeup, yet always preferred gothic makeup.

Even with a pretty face, no matter how botched, it wouldn’t look ugly; one night, she came downstairs for water and scared everyone half to death.

Her daughter sporting a vampire makeup, playing games in the living room, almost scaring her speechless.

Bo Nian was thus ordered by her father not to play games in the living room with makeup on; her room was big enough, she could go play in there.

Bo Nian knew her mistake and didn’t dare repeat it.

After all, that night she was scared stiff herself, because Yuran nearly fell off the stairs, if it weren’t for her father’s presence, there would have been no escape.

Yuran had once complained to Bo Yan that her genes had mutated too drastically, pondering how her own child could end up seeming so alien.

There was this constant heartache.

Yuran was quite exhausted, waving her hand.

"If you’re happy, it’s fine."

Bo Zhi and Bo Yan were bringing out the dishes when they saw Bo Nian’s appearance; Bo Yan was used to it.

Bo Zhi, however, had his compulsive symptoms triggered, wanting to smooth over that massive bun on his sister’s head.

Wrapped bigger than her own head, what’s all that about?

Where on earth did this warped aesthetics come from, starting so early?

Bo Zhi held back several times but couldn’t, "Your hair makes me feel all uncomfortable just looking at it."

Bo Nian rolled her eyes at her brother, "You lack appreciation, young people’s aesthetics are all like this now."

"Get lost, who isn’t a young person." Bo Zhi couldn’t tolerate anymore.

Bo Nian saw him move, jumped up, pointed a chopstick at Bo Zhi, "Bro, sit back down, Mom hasn’t said anything; it’s not your turn."

Bo Zhi sighed and looked at his parents with a complex expression, "Mom, how do you guys manage? Living together still?"

Buy her an apartment, let her move out."

Bo Nian akimbo, "Bro, you have no sympathy at all, I’m still your sister, and you actually encourage Mom to kick me out."

"You’re too abnormal."

Bo Nian decided to cut ties with her brother for the duration of one dinner, taking her rice bowl and some dishes to eat in the living room.

Bo Zhi was stunned, "What happened over the past two years, what did she go through?"

Yuran pinched her forehead, "Don’t worry about her, she’s just possessed with dramatics, it’ll pass with one meal."

Bo Zhi clicked his tongue twice, "For two years, it’s been tough for you and Dad to endure her."

Bo Nian heard Bo Zhi’s words and became more displeased with her brother.

"Bro, people who gossip are those nosy aunts, what are you thinking."

Bo Zhi: "..."

Damn.

This girl.

Simply.

Not a girl.

...

After dinner, Bo Zhi brought Lin Miaomiao home, Bo Nian dragged Lin Miaomiao to vent about her brother Bo Zhi.

Actually, they were all quite familiar, close in age, having known each other for a long time because of Bo Zhi.

This time, Hai Family’s son, Hai Wei, also tagged along.

Every time Hai Wei saw Bo Nian, he’d hide far away, because he was younger than Lin Miaomiao, calling Bo Nian "Niannian Sister" since following Lin Miaomiao.

Hai Wei looked a lot like Lai Wei, with Hai En doting on him; he’s now sixteen, attending sophomore year in high school.

Exceptionally intelligent, he shared the same class with Lin Miaomiao, who is a year older.

When Bo Nian saw Hai Wei avoiding her, she smiled and beckoned to him, "Weiwei, where are you going?"

Hai Wei knew he couldn’t escape, braced himself and greeted Bo Nian, "Niannian Sister, you’re here too."

Bo Nian hummed, "I bet you wish I wasn’t."

Hai Wei shook his head, his little eyebrows could knot into a river, "Oh no."

Stiff little old man, Hai Wei couldn’t tell lies; his mood was fully apparent on his face.

Bo Nian sighed, "Hey, you really don’t know how to talk. Miaomiao, in your class, is he not beaten?"

Lin Miaomiao laughed, "Nope, Weiwei is quite liked by the kids in our class, really Weiwei is just too cold, the little girls don’t dare talk to him."

Hai Wei face-palmed as Lin Miaomiao sold him out, "No such thing."

Bo Nian giggled, "Weiwei, tomorrow, sister will visit you."

Hai Wei froze all over, his expression becoming rigid.

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