Bo Yan is attending a conference in Switzerland, while Yuran is accompanying him here; time seems especially kind to them.
Even though their two sons are already 25, they both still look like they're just over thirty.
They don't seem old at all.
Yuran groggily opened her eyes, saw Bo Yan's back, and sat up in bed, "What's wrong? Whose call was it? Niannian?"
At home now, Niannian prefers to share secrets with Bo Yan, and Bo Yan would tell her, so she'll pretend not to know in front of her daughter.
Family harmony requires a bit of playing dumb at times.
Bo Yan hummed, lifted the blanket and got into bed, then held Yuran in his arms, "Sleep now, I'll tell you tomorrow."
Yuran's curiosity was piqued, how could she wait until tomorrow, looking at Bo Yan, "Tell me now, I don't want to sleep.
You've already woken me up, why wait until tomorrow?"
Bo Yan: "...want to hear?"
Yuran, "Isn't it obvious? Whenever Niannian seeks you out, it's always a big deal."
