After the Marriage Cancellation, She Becomes a True Ancestor

There was not a single grain of rice left in the back kitchen.

In the afternoon, Bo Yicheng went back to school for class, his mind still a little distracted.

Bo Yiyi had already passed the interview, so she did not have to go to school in the afternoon.

The mother and daughter were huddling on the sofa and playing games.

The other party could not believe that the person who was ranked second on the kill list in the game was a sixth grade primary school student who had just graduated.

She couldn’t believe that the first child was her second mother.

In the middle of it, Lin Zhan came online. Su ye was about to invite him, but Lin Zhan went offline again.

Lin Zhan had been busy in the company and had gone next door to get intimate with his wife.

The two of them cuddled for a long time in the break room. Lin Zhan said that he wanted to play a game to show off in front of his wife.

But who knew that when he got online, he would see su ye and her daughter there.

With this mother-daughter pair around, how could he act cool?

He quickly went offline.

After school at night, Bo Yicheng’s bicycle returned to the Bo family’s courtyard.

The crisp bicycle bell rang from far away.

Bo Moyi went out to welcome them, and the siblings entered the house together.

They had eaten too much in the afternoon, and su was not the one cooking for dinner, so the siblings did not eat.

Bo Yicheng said that he wanted to tutor Bo yiyan in Chemistry and Physics.

They were all new courses that would only be added after junior high.

Compared to listening to the teacher, Bo yiyan was more willing to listen to her brother.

She entered her brother’s study. Her brother’s chair was high, and Bo yiyan’s long and thin legs did not touch the ground.

Bo Yicheng considerately adjusted the height for her and then pulled a chair to sit beside her.

He picked up a pen and started to write questions in his notebook.

Bo yiyan’s gaze fell on her brother’s desk.

His desk was clean and tidy, totally different from Bo Yimo’s room.

There was a long row of books on the bookshelf, from ” three-body “, ” Devil’s physics ” to ” gravitational waves “.

There was not a single book that did not burn one’s brain.

Most importantly, the size of all the books was strictly the same. Any book with a slight bulge in height and width would not be able to enter his bookshelf.

The Butler knocked on the door and brought in a plate of freshly washed cherry tomatoes.

“Young master, young miss, please have some cherry tomatoes to supplement your vitamins,” he said with a kind expression.

It had been many years since the Bo family had been so prosperous and lively.

It just so happened that Bo Yicheng had written a few questions.

He took the fruit plate and placed the book with the questions in front of his sister. “Try it.”

yes. Bo Yiyi supported her chin with one hand and twirled a pen with the other while she was examining the questions.

Her hands were quite small, but one could already tell that they were slender and beautiful. The movements of her fingertips were very light, and the pen seemed to come to life, moving from her fingertips up to down, and then from down to up.

About a minute later, he started to write in the notebook.

Of course, the questions that Bo Yicheng set were not as ordinary as those that appeared in ordinary junior high school textbooks.

If the siblings continued like this, who knew what kind of technology they would master in the future that would be enough to subvert the era?

His eyes fell on the book.

Her brother’s handwriting was heroic and fair.

His sister’s handwriting was like a wild snake dancing.

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“You’re done?” Bo Yicheng handed her the plate of small cherry tomatoes and exchanged the notebook with her.

Bo Yichen lowered her head and in the next second, she narrowed her eyes.

No wonder she had seen her brother tapping the plate from the corner of her eye when she was doing the questions just now.

There were dozens of small Holy Virgin fruits on the plate, arranged in circles from the outside to the inside.

They were neat and well-proportioned.

Bo Yimo,”hehe.”

What kind of performance art is this?

What she did not know was that her brother was extremely strict, stubborn, and self-disciplined, even surpassing her father.

Bo Yicheng saw that she was staring at the cherry fruit in his hand and his lips curved into a warm smile.”Have some.”

Bo Yimo stuck out her cat-like pink tongue and licked the corner of her lips. She randomly picked two pills from the middle and threw them into her small mouth. She bit through them and the sweet and sour juice instantly filled her teeth.

It was so delicious.

...

Bo Yicheng looked at his sister’s expression and could not help but laugh. However, when he lowered his head and noticed the plate, his smile suddenly froze.

After his sister took two from the middle, the entire plate of well-arranged cherry tomatoes was in a mess.

Bo Yicheng’s forehead was covered in sweat.

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The summer vacation ended, and Yali middle school started.

There was no distinction between the elite class and the ordinary class. All the students were randomly assigned to different classes.

Just half a month after school started, Bo Yimo, who was the last in her grade, became a popular student in Yali middle school with her outstanding appearance and temperament.

There were countless upper grade boys whistling at her after school.

However, Bo Yicheng sent his sister to and from school every day, so the boys had no chance to lay their hands on her.

Of course, there were other factors that hindered him.

In Class 6 of the first grade.

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Zhang Mao came back from the office with a thick stack of chinese homework.

As soon as he reached the door, he was blocked by three tall and handsome senior boys.

“You’re Bo yiyan’s deskmate?”

Zhang Mao’s chin touched the thick stack of exercise books. He pushed his glasses with his chubby hand and said bravely, ” “I am.”

The upper grade boy’s lips curved into an evil smile, as if he was laughing at Zhang Mao’s sparse hair.

The leader took a bag of fragrant fast food from the underling’s hand and handed it to Zhang Mao. At the same time, he raised his eyebrows.”Let me tell your deskmate, Feng Bing from grade nine class two gave it to her. I went to the fast food restaurant to line up and buy it for her!”

When he said this, the boy’s tone sounded domineering with a little shyness.

Zhang Mao nodded his head. okay, don’t worry. I will tell her.

The senior boys nodded in satisfaction. They hung the food on the little Fatty’s fingers, which were holding the homework, and left.

Zhang Mao took the opportunity to look around the corner with his small head. After making sure that he couldn’t see the figure of that person, he quickly glanced at his deskmate who was still sleeping with his head on his arm and wearing a hat from the back door. He quickly put his homework back on his desk and ran to an empty corner with the bag of fast food.

She squatted in the corner and finished the fast food in two or three bites.

He threw the rest of the parcel into the trash can and wiped away the evidence of the crime at the corner of his mouth. Finally, he pulled out the cool sour plum soup health drink that he had bought for Bo Yiyi from his pocket.

After being here for a month, Zhang Mao was used to it.

Those who wanted to send things to Bo Yimo, be it breakfast or dessert, were all cut off by him!

Bo Yimo could only eat the things he bought for her.

Besides, fast food was not nutritious at all, and it was easy to get pimples if one ate too much!

“Aiyo, you bought drinks for your deskmate again? I really treasure this desk-mate of yours, but I wonder if he’ll take a fancy to you?”

An extremely uncomfortable sound came from the corner.

A second later, a girl with a delicate but slightly tacky appearance and a pink hair clip appeared from behind the wall.

Zhang Mao said,’Qi wanyao, I just like to be good to her! Do I need you to meddle in my business?”