The fighting Young Madam

Bo Hanmo had no idea how Fang Yao still had room for snacks right after a meal. She sat cross-legged on the sofa, ordering his younger brother and sister around as they fetched her snacks and fruit.

A vein throbbed on his forehead. Bo Hanmo rubbed his temples.

"Fang Yao, stop eating so much. You'll be going to bed soon. Won't you feel stuffed?... What's wrong? Ate too much? See? I only just warned you, and now you're stuffed. Get up. I'll help you walk around and digest."

Bo Hanmo couldn't bear to hit her or scold her, so he could only turn into a mother hen, nagging endlessly in her ear.

Seeing Fang Yao frown and clutch her stomach, Bo Hanmo kept grumbling, but his hands were gentle as he let her grab his hair.

Fang Yao thought Bo Hanmo was a complete jinx. Looking at her unfinished snacks, she grabbed his hair and cursed in frustration.

"Shut up! I never used to overeat. You must have nagged me into it! Bo Hanmo, I'll end you! Ow, that hurts! Slow down! What's the hurry? Racing off to your next life?"

Bo Zhe smacked his lips. "Sis, our brother is completely gone. Who knew he'd be so easy to conquer?"

"Do you even know how to talk? It means our sister-in-law is charming. Go find some other woman and see if he gives her the time of day!" Bo Miao rolled her eyes at Bo Zhe. She felt her second brother's IQ had dropped.

Bo Zhe caught her eye roll, slung an arm around her shoulders, and ruffled her hair.

"You little brat, you dare look down on me? Asking for a beating?"

"Aaaah! Bo Zhe, I'll fight you! My hair!"

"Nyah, nyah! Can't hit me! Ah! Bo Miao, are you trying to murder your own brother?"

The siblings chased each other around until a slipper Bo Miao threw struck Bo Zhe on the head. She jumped gleefully, then screamed and ran when she saw him get angry.

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Since Fang Yao had handed most of her money over to Bo Hanmo, she couldn't go anywhere. She rolled over and caught sight of the bodyguards beside her.

"Tsk."

Hearing the Young Madam's disdainful noise, the two bodyguards wept silently inside. How many times had she scorned them already? The morning wasn't even over.

Young Madam, why don't you go back to sleep? We weren't the ones who took your money! The Eldest Young Master took it. Go find him!

Yes, that was right. Fang Yao was taking it out on the bodyguards because Bo Hanmo had woken her early that morning and sweet-talked her out of the red-envelope money she had received yesterday while she was still half asleep.

"Bo Hanmo, you big swindler! I'm not investing the red-envelope money I got this time! Taking advantage of me when I'm vulnerable! Scoundrel! An absolute scoundrel!"

Bo Zhe sneaked up to the two bodyguards. "Big Head, Little Head, is my sister-in-law in a better mood yet?"

The bodyguards glanced at him and continued standing guard, ignoring the Second Young Master who had saddled them with such awful nicknames.

When they ignored him, Bo Zhe reached out to poke one of them in the armpit.

The bodyguard caught his troublesome hand and sighed, whispering, "The Young Madam was just showing her disdain for us again. Does that sound like a good mood to you?"

Bo Zhe rubbed his nose awkwardly. "So she's in a bad mood, then. I'll come back later."

He tried to sneak away, only for Fang Yao to catch him red-handed.

"Why don't you just ask me?" Fang Yao's voice suddenly rang out.

She successfully startled both Bo Zhe and the bodyguard.

"Aaaah! When did you get here? You scared me to death!" Bo Zhe jumped, then turned, saw Fang Yao, and patted his chest to calm himself.

Little Head, did you do that on purpose? You didn't even warn us she was coming! Bo Zhe shot the other bodyguard a fierce glare.

Then he turned back to Fang Yao with a fawning look. Little Head watched him disdainfully. If you're so tough, stop sucking up to the Young Madam. All you can do is bully us weak, innocent bodyguards.

Besides, I warned you several times. You weren't paying attention. How is that my fault?

Bo Zhe: On purpose. Definitely on purpose.

Little Head: (~￣▽￣)~

"What are you screaming for? You're the one who scared me! So loud! Trying to deafen me?!" Standing on the sofa, Fang Yao grabbed Bo Zhe's ear and twisted it backward sixty degrees.

"Ow, ow, ow! Go easy! I'm sorry!" Bo Zhe felt as though the top of his skull was about to come off. Since Fang Yao was standing on the sofa, he had to rise onto his toes.

Little Head felt vindicated. Heaven only knew how many times his colleagues had mocked him over that nickname. Long live the Young Madam! ❀❀

Bo Miao stopped halfway down the stairs and swallowed, hoping to retreat unnoticed.

"Look, our little sister's here! She said she'd take you out today!" My savior! I'm counting on you, sis! Bo Zhe was so moved he could have cried.

Bo Miao: (╥╯^╰╥)

Meeting Fang Yao's fierce gaze, Bo Miao laughed awkwardly. "That's right. I almost overslept."

"You're paying!"

"Huh? No, not me! My second brother is. He's our lackey today." Bo Miao waved a hand, pointing at the brother still caught in Fang Yao's grip.

Think you can save yourself and leave me to it? Not a chance. Bo Miao's lips curved into a smile. Bo Zhe's smug grin froze. He had let his guard down.

Fang Yao looked at Bo Zhe.

"Yes, yes, I'm paying! Have mercy, Your Highness!" I don't have enough spending money left! Bo Zhe pressed his palms together pleadingly as he looked at Fang Yao and Bo Miao.

"What are you standing around for? Let's go." Fang Yao jumped off the sofa and headed for the door, then looked back when she realized neither sibling had followed.

Seeing her walking barefoot, the two asked, "Aren't you going to change?"

"Are my clothes dirty?" Fang Yao looked herself up and down.

Bo Miao said, "Those are pajamas, aren't they? How can you go out in pajamas?"

"Tsk, what a pain. Wait here... All right, let's go." Fang Yao smacked her lips and pattered upstairs, then pattered back down moments later.

These rich people make such a fuss about going out. It's not as if pajamas are indecent. Changing clothes just wastes shopping time.

Bo Zhe and Bo Miao had grown numb to Fang Yao's disdain. Her clicking tongue no longer stirred any reaction in them.

Bo Hanmo had already held several meetings in a row. Every subordinate reporting in the conference room trembled under the boss's fury.

"Who upset the boss? I've revised this document so many times already. Boohoo... I'm next." Looking utterly miserable, the operations manager whispered to the colleague beside him.

The information department manager wiped away his sweat. "How would I know? I'm right after you..."

The two fellow sufferers were on the verge of throwing their arms around each other and crying, but with the boss present, neither dared move. (:з"∠)

"The company pays you so well, and this is the kind of report you give me?" Bo Hanmo slammed the document onto the table, knocking over the glass beside it.

Assistant Fang stepped forward, wiped up the water on the table, moved the glass aside, and stood back.

Bzzz, bzzz...

Who would dare call at a time like this? Do they have a death wish? Everyone was stunned.

Bo Hanmo frowned, intending to ignore it, but the phone kept buzzing. He lowered his feet and reached for it. Bo Zhe?

"This had better be important... Wait there. I'm coming." Bo Hanmo's icy voice reached Bo Zhe through the phone.