My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband-Chapter 556 Bo Fengyin, the Little Demon King, is Here Again 1
He wasn’t always strong; he had his moments of collapse.
And showing vulnerability in front of his own elder brother wasn’t shameful, especially since his brother had already fallen before him and was even weaker.
Si Lisao rarely found someone before whom he could recklessly express his true emotions. He said, "This time, I really felt a moment of collapse. So many people died in the blink of an eye. The medical experts worked day and night researching but couldn’t find a way to conquer the virus. I could only watch helplessly as the Grim Reaper took the citizens, and you... even you fell."
In Si Lisao’s memory, Bo Leng was unbeatable.
"Are you mocking me for being taken down by a mere virus?"
Si Lisao smirked coolly. "Isn’t that so?"
"Just wait!"
Once he was well, he’d see how he’d deal with this kid!
Bo Leng slammed the book he held onto the table. Si Lisao opened his eyes, looked at Bo Leng’s cold expression, and his smile became even more undisguised.
Bo Leng was almost about to flip the bed.
Si Lisao had anticipated him flipping the bed. Unexpectedly, however, after Bo Leng glared fiercely at him for a minute, he abruptly said, "You’ve worked hard this time!"
Si Lisao: "..."
Bo Leng wasn’t a man who liked to show his emotions. After saying that, he picked up his book and continued reading, ignoring Si Lisao.
Si Lisao was indeed tired and closed his eyes for a short half-hour nap.
Half an hour later, he got up and subconsciously asked, "What time is it?"
Bo Leng’s cool voice replied, "You only slept for 28 minutes and 3 seconds."
Si Lisao got up and stretched his limbs. He still had things to do, so he didn’t say goodbye and simply walked out.
As he neared the door, a voice from inside, not sounding particularly concerned, said, "Take it easy. This virus most easily targets the overfatigued. Don’t think you can let your guard down just because there’s a specific cure now. This is just the beginning of the counterattack."
Whether Si Lisao heard him or not was unclear. The moment he stepped out of the hospital room, he reverted to being the indestructible top boss!
At that moment, Si Mingjing called Bo Leng with a video call.
Bo Leng answered, and a large holographic projection appeared above his sickbed.
In the video, Si Mingjing saw Bo Leng lying on the bed reading. His complexion still seemed poor, which worried Si Mingjing and made her frown.
"Stop frowning. I’m fine," Bo Leng said, his tone as ungentle as ever.
Si Mingjing said, "Jingzhe pulled through, so of course, I knew you would too, Big Brother. I also trust the medical team there to take good care of you. But I’m the one who dragged you, and all the citizens of Shendu, into this. I feel very sorry."
Bo Leng’s expression grew stern, and he cut straight to the heart of her guilt. "That’s victim-blaming."
From the video call, Bo Leng saw Mo Yinhe sitting beside Si Mingjing, who also glanced at him.
Bo Leng’s icy gaze swept over. "What are you looking at?"
"You’re looking good, Brother-in-law."
Bo Leng: "..."
He realized Mo Yinhe enjoyed provoking him; the man was practically asking for trouble.
Si Mingjing also noticed that Mo Yinhe enjoyed joking with Bo Leng but never joked with Si Lisao. It seemed he had more affinity with Bo Leng.
It was probably because Bo Leng had kept all the videos of Bo Fengyin from childhood to adulthood.
Bo Leng wasn’t good at phone conversations. His calls were strictly business: discuss the matter at hand, then hang up. No small talk. Struggling to find a topic, he said, "If you’re free, bring your son and daughter back to Atlantis!"
The epidemic on Mu Continent hadn’t stabilized, and it might not be safe for the children to stay in the Imperial Capital either.
Si Mingjing said, "I’ve discussed it with Yinhe. We’ve decided that Yinhe will take the children to Yecheng first, and I’ll stay behind."
At this time, Si Mingjing couldn’t leave. After all, the country needed her.
Mo Yinhe actually didn’t want to go; he wanted to stay with her.
He had decided that after he sent the children back to Yecheng, he would return to Mu Continent.
"Okay, hanging up now," Bo Leng said and hung up the phone first.
People who aren’t good at socializing hate taking phone calls the most.
However, such unsociable people could be surprisingly adept at calling their little nephews to lecture them.
When Bo Leng got bored of reading after a while, he called the little guy, Bo Fengyin, using a satellite phone. Bo Fengyin was currently on Prison Star.
The little guy had been on Prison Star for several days now, frolicking everywhere like a Little Demon King, completely wild.
Bo Leng saw his dirty nose and asked, "What have you been up to now?"
"Uncle! I’ve been bullying people!" Bo Fengyin declared confidently.
Bo Leng’s eyebrows knitted in his usual cool manner. "Bullying who?"
"Oh, let me think." Bo Fengyin paused for a moment before recalling their names. "There’s one named Song Tengfei. Second Uncle said he’s a bad guy who bullied Mom before. If I don’t bully him a few more times, I’d feel like I’m letting Mom down!"
The Song family had been sent to Prison Star several months ago. They were leading a life worse than death, at the very bottom of the food chain.
Those who ended up on Prison Star were hardly ever good people; they were all there because they had committed crimes.
However, even among these criminals, there were different echelons.
Many convicts here had received kindness from Si Mingjing in one way or another; some had been treated by her medically, and others had grown up watching her rise to prominence.
They all knew she went to Earth to avenge her mother. Her goal was to send everyone who had harmed her mother to Prison Star.
Now that these people had been sent here, the other convicts naturally wanted to bully them severely to help Si Mingjing vent her anger.
So, one can only imagine what kind of life the Song family was leading there.
Their situation was already dire, but little did they know, things could always get worse.
Ever since Bo Fengyin, the Little Demon King, appeared, the Song family had experienced truly bottomless misery.
Now, the Song family desperately wished every day, praying to anyone who would listen, that Bo Fengyin, the Little Demon King, would leave quickly!
"Uncle, aren’t I amazing? I finally persuaded Mom’s masters to return to Earth with me!" Bo Fengyin’s face was practically begging for praise.
Bo Leng saw through his little nephew’s intentions but didn’t give him the praise. "Isn’t this the method I taught you?"
Without the special amnesty from A Country, Si Mingjing’s two masters were unwilling to leave—they were stubborn to a fault.
So, Bo Leng had given his little nephew an idea: tell them Si Mingjing wanted to build a traditional Chinese medicine hospital in the Undersea World and needed experts in traditional Chinese medicine to teach. He also mentioned the severe epidemic in the Undersea World—so severe that even Si Mingjing’s son had fallen ill and the two elders’ help was desperately needed.
Now, they had finally been persuaded.
Bo Fengyin, the Little Demon King, was still not satisfied. "But I was the one who did everything! I’m the awesome one!"
"Barely," Bo Leng replied.
Huffing with annoyance, Bo Fengyin hung up the phone and went off to trouble the Song family again.
Now, Bo Fengyin had a new catchphrase: "Eat, sleep, beat up the Songs!"
