After everyone was reborn, the villain's daughter survived by being cute

Time flies and it passes quickly.

Mr. Bo’s 70th birthday also arrived.

That morning, Taozi pulled up the little milk ball while he was still sleeping.

Knowing that she couldn't wake up the young lady, Taozi didn't bother trying. She and several other maids helped the young lady wash her face and brush her teeth, and they were busy for a while.

Bo Shiyu also knew what kind of person his precious sister was, and was afraid that Zhuzhu would not be able to get up and would be late, so he changed his clothes, got a small cake from downstairs and came over.

Seeing the sleepy little Naituan surrounded in the middle, Bo Shiyu laughed out loud and waved the small cake under Naituan's nose.

The kid, who was originally confused, suddenly moved, and with hazy eyes, he sniffed back and forth in the direction of Bo Shiyu's hand.

Zhuzhu's little nose is very useful. She sniffs left and right and straightens her face, ready to burst out with all her strength!

Then he pounced on it with his mouth open. Bo Shiyu was no longer surprised by this kind of behavior of the kid. At the same moment when the kid pounced on him, Bo Shiyu skillfully placed the small cake on the table next to him.

The little boy, who was originally thinking about eating the cake, missed it in an instant and was caught by Bo Shiyu in his arms.

The little guy was finally awake now. He scratched his head blankly and looked left and right, as if he was looking for the little cake he had made in his sleep.

"Is Zhuzhu awake?"

"When you wake up, can I tie your hair for you?"

Hearing the gentle voice and seeing his brother's handsome face enlarged in front of him, the little girl was instantly happy!

She happily rubbed herself in her brother's arms, and was so well-behaved: "Good Dua!"

Bo Shiyu smiled, kissed her chubby little face lovingly, and then put her on the chair.

She walked around behind Zhuzhu, picked up the comb and skillfully braided her hair.

The eight-year-old boy was dressed very formally today, in a light grey suit uniform. He stood straight with a faint smile on his face. His every move showed his innate dignity and his aura was calm.

Just that little figure was 70% similar to Bo Yanzhou.

While tying a small bun on Zhuzhu, Bo Shiyu said, "Today is Great Grandpa's birthday, and everyone in our family will be here today. Zhuzhu should stay close to her brother or dad, but remember to stay away from all the middle-aged women when you get there."

"Also, when the time comes, you should shout whatever your brother shouts, and you don't have to shout if your brother doesn't shout. Got it?"

Bo Shiyu actually originally wanted to tell Zhuzhu directly to stay away from Liu Manlian, but considering that the kid wasn't very smart, he simply said the middle-aged woman.

The little girl thought for a while, then nodded solemnly: "I'll tell you!"

Bo Yanzhou has been busy again recently. Ever since Bai Rong suffered a setback in the company lobby last time, he went to Liu Manlian to complain.

Whenever Liu Manlian was unhappy, Bo Qishan would find faults everywhere to make things difficult for Bo Yanzhou. In addition, the Bo family was recently carrying out an important cooperation, so a lot of things piled up and Bo Yanzhou was so busy that he was nowhere to be seen during the day and at night these days. Naituanzi really missed him a little.

"Is Zhuzhu up yet? What about that unfilial son? Has he packed up everything?" Just as I was thinking this, a familiar voice came from outside the door.

The little girl lying on her brother's shoulder subconsciously leaned out to look outside.

A man in a suit walked in, looking exhausted.

Zhuzhu's eyes lit up, and she immediately waved her hands to try to attract her father's attention: "Daddy! Daddy! Zhuzhu is here, Zhuzhu, get up~"

Hearing this, the man curled his lips as he looked at the baby who had become rounder. He walked forward, pulled her out, and looked her left and right.

He asked curiously, "Why did you get up so early today? I thought you still needed to sleep for half an hour."

The little girl smiled shyly and covered her cheeks: "Zhuzhu is not a pig, so she won't sleep for so long~"

Seeing the awkward look of the little guy, Bo Yanzhou couldn't help but smile. He looked him up and down and the man was very satisfied.

The little guy looks pretty good once he's dressed up.

He is worthy of being his son.

Bo Yanzhou raised his hand and touched the two little bellies on her head: "Today's hairpins don't look stupid."

When this was mentioned, the little girl instantly became happy and proudly straightened her body: "Of course it's spicy!"

The kid held the jiujiu on both sides of his head and shook them left and right in his villain father's arms to show off: "This is the jiujiu that Guoguo made for Zhuzhu~"

Bo Yanzhou's smiling mouth twitched, and he swallowed the words of praise that were about to come out of his mouth.

He responded coldly: "Oh."

"Now it seems that it is not getting any better."

Bo Shiyu: “………”

I just don't want to pay any attention to him.

Anyway, this bastard can't say anything good!

It is said that father and son are natural enemies. Bo Yanzhou came in and didn't glance at his adopted son for a long time.

Now, by chance, I glanced at my cheap son and saw his big eyes rolling...

The man narrowed his eyes coldly, somewhat displeased.

What kind of look is that from the useless son?

Look down on him? ?

Bo Yanzhou sneered, and the desire to win that had been buried deep in his heart suddenly emerged!

He looked at his adopted son coldly and sneered, then raised his hand and ripped off one of the braids that had been tied on the kid's head.

Bo Shiyu: “???”

The young boy's indifferent look suddenly changed. Seeing that the dog was about to pull the one on the other side, he quickly walked over and grabbed the dog's "evil" claw.

Bo Shiyu said unhappily: "What are you crazy about?"

Bo Yanzhou let go of his son's hand. In addition to looking unhappy, he was also very unconvinced: "Your hair is not tied up well, I will do it again."

"If I tie my hair, I'm crazy, but if you tie your hair, I'm not crazy? Just wait for your father to surprise you."

Bo Shiyu's eyelids twitched. Looking at his confident and arrogant look, the eight-year-old boy sighed.

He waved his hands speechlessly: "You are a living father!"

President Bo, the living father, said that he did not understand the jokes of young people.

Although I always feel that the words "cheap son" may not be a good thing to say, I can't find any fault with it after thinking about it.

Just treat it as a strange compliment from a rebellious son.

He is alive and not dead.

Isn't he his living father? The man looked at his adopted son provocatively, then curled his lips confidently and raised his hand to tie Zhuzhu's hair.