B Bo is like a bolt from the blue in his twilight years. He grew up so old that women have always chased him, but he doesn't like anyone else. Even if he married Chen Chu, it was just to strip away the so-called arrangements made by Mr. Bo. marriage.

Later, he divorced Chen Chu. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he had no other emotions.

If he hadn't known that Chen Chu had liked him for so many years, if she hadn't had the deep affection for him, he wouldn't have looked at Chen Chu many times.

He really didn't know what he liked. He had lived for thirty-one years and liked someone for the first time, but he was his ex-wife.

This kind of liking made him happy and painful. He always believed that Chen Chu had for so many years and could not say that he would not love him if he didn't love him.

However, today she cruelly and directly broke everything for him to see.

She no longer left him any room, and mercilessly exposes the deep thoughts in his heart.

She was right, but she was wrong.

His love does contain unwillingness, but when it is late at night, he thinks more about her affectionateness when she is gentle and kind.

It is true that he is unwilling to accept it, and it is true that he likes it.

But now, Chen Chu blamed all his love for unwillingness.

He could hardly bear it when he smashed it down word by word.

Bo Wunian suddenly realized that Chen Chu felt heartbroken when he was misunderstood.

A familiar person passed by and called him, but Bo Wunian seemed to have not heard it, and raised his legs and walked towards the direction Chen Chu left.

At the end of the corridor, there is only his lonely and distant back.

Chen Chu dealt with Xia Zhiwei today. It is logical that she should be in a good mood, but her appearance in her twilight years disturbed her good mood.

When she left, there was almost no smile on her face. She was not in a much better mood until the elevator stopped on the first floor.

It is already winter in Lincheng in December. The sky outside is dark like ink, and the night wind is like a bolus of ice, blowing on people, making it cold and painful.

Chen Chu walked out and was slapped in the face by the wind, but the person became much calmer and more peaceful.

There was a sudden "beep-beep" sound in front of her. She subconsciously looked up and saw that at the end of the night, Fu Yan was standing in front of the black car.

The lights from the street lights shone on his face, and the smiling peach blossom eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, shining straight towards her.

Chen Chu was stunned for a moment, then raised his legs and walked over: "Mr. Fu happened to come here to do business?"

Fu Yan heard what she meant and put the hot milk tea on her hand on her: "I heard that Miss Chen is coming to beat someone, I'll hand you a brick."

"Train the brick?"

Chen Chu shook the milk tea in his hand and chuckled.

"But it seems that I'm late."

He said, not knowing where to turn a straw into it: "Do you drink it?"

Chen Chu actually doesn’t like drinking milk tea very much. She doesn’t like milk tea as popular as young people nowadays. The last time she had milk tea with milk tea was nearly eight months ago.

However, on such a cold day, the hot milk tea on your hands can warm your hands.

I'm not in a good mood, so I should be better if I drink some sweets.

She nodded: "Drink."

Fu Yan smiled and directly took the straw and stuck her in.

Chen Chu took a sip, and a hint of sweetness penetrated into his lips, and his mood was really much better.

"Do you eat hot pot?"

"OK."
Chapter completed!