After the divorce, the CEO received the pregnancy test form from Sanbao

Bo Zhixuan put down the sandwich in his hand, raised his face and looked at his great-grandmother.

"But Daddy doesn't like Aunt Bai, he likes Aunt Shen."

Mrs. Bo's face changed: "Xuanxuan, who told you this? Do you still have contact with Shen Xingluo? Or did her children tell you this?"

In order not to interact with Shen Xingluo again, she specially helped Xuanxuan transfer schools. Unexpectedly, Bo Zhixuan still kept calling "Aunt Shen", and judging from his attitude, he liked Shen Xingluo more than Bai Yanan!

Bo Zhixuan pouted: "Grandma, Xuanxuan is not a fool, of course you can tell it for yourself. Xuanxuan has listened to you since childhood, but this time, can Grandma listen to Xuanxuan? Xuanxuan hopes Daddy is happy, so don’t force him to marry Aunt Bai.”

His words stunned Old Mrs. Bo, but they also touched the worries deep in her heart, making her very sad for a moment.

"Who said Grandma forced me to marry Aunt Bai?"

Bo Beicheng's voice came down the stairs.

There was a sound of footsteps and he came to the side hall and sat down opposite Bo Zhixuan.

"Daddy..." Bo Zhixuan's cheeks were red and he looked a little scared.

He was worried that his father would be angry if he said these words.

"If I don't want to marry, no one can force me." Bo Beicheng said calmly, picked up the knife and fork, and elegantly enjoyed his breakfast.

He really looked like he was fine.

Bo Zhixuan lowered his head and did not reply like "Yeah" or "I understand" as usual.

He just stared at the food on the table and stopped talking.

Old Mrs. Bo wanted to persuade the child, but Bo Beicheng told her not to worry.

The old man had no choice but to sit back in his seat, but his appetite was gone.

"Grandma." Bo Beicheng suddenly called her.

He raised his eyes and said: "Please help me and Yanan set a date to get married. I will be busy with work in the future. Let my aunt take charge of the arrangements. You are not in good health, so don't work so hard for me."

He spoke in an understatement, as if he was explaining what dishes he wanted to eat tonight.

Old Mrs. Bo's expression changed between surprise and surprise.

"Beicheng, if you are busy with work, you can actually postpone the wedding."

She really didn't want to end up like her great-grandson said, forcing her grandson to marry her granddaughter-in-law.

"Yanan is pregnant." Bo Beicheng said again, this time his tone was lighter.

It was so soft that even he couldn't hear it, but everyone else present heard it.

Old Mrs. Bo was stunned for several seconds, and a full smile bloomed on her wrinkled face.

"Beicheng, you didn't lie to grandma, did you? Yanan is really pregnant with your child?"

Bo Beicheng continued to eat breakfast slowly.

As for the taste of the food in his mouth, he couldn't feel it at all. For the first time, he truly felt the tasteless taste of chewy wax.

He didn't answer, which was his acquiescence.

Old Mrs. Bo was so excited that she stood up in her chair.

"Thank God, our Bo family is about to have a new member! Aunt Yu, help me prepare my things. I will go to the Buddhist temple to pay my respects later."

The next second, she realized that she seemed to have ignored Bo Zhixuan's feelings, so she looked at Bo Zhixuan.

He walked over and hugged the little guy, and said lovingly: "Xuanxuan, you are going to have a younger brother or younger sister, and you will be the big brother from now on."

Old Mrs. Bo wants to tell her little great-grandson that no matter how many children his father and Bai Yanan have in the future, he will be the older brother of those children and an equally important part of the family.

Bo Zhixuan raised his eyes and looked at his father.

Daddy's expression was very calm, and there was even some smile in his eyes, but he saw deep despair in his eyes.

His heart sank and he couldn't stay still any longer.

Huo Di stood up: "I'm full. Let's get in the car first."

Seeing Bo Zhixuan turn around and leave, the joy on Mrs. Bo's face turned into worry: "Beicheng, will Xuanxuan be like last time..."

Last time this stupid kid ran away from home alone and almost lost his life, which almost made old Mrs. Bo feel distressed to death.

Bo Beicheng put down his knife and fork, stood up, gently pressed Old Mrs. Bo's shoulders and asked her to sit up: "I'll talk to him. In fact, Xuanxuan is stronger than you think, don't worry."