In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, Chu Yao and Xie Lanchen entered through the back door of the hot pot restaurant.

The program team had arranged a private room in advance, with a promotional sign for "Palm of the Palm" hanging inside. In order to match the characteristics of the romance drama, it was also decorated with pink balloons. Even the tables and chairs were pink, and the tablecloth had a big "love" printed on it.

[Hahahaha, the atmosphere is there, but it seems a bit strange to pair it with hot pot]

[It’s a bit rustic, but the temperament of the actor and Sister Yao makes this decoration look taller]

[The actor is such a gentleman]

Xie Lanchen thoughtfully pulled out a chair for Chuyao, causing cp fans to scream.

"Thank you." Chuyao said thank you politely.

Xie Lanchen chuckled and said: "No need to tell me thank you."

[Does this sentence mean that Sister Yao is one of our own!]

【Sisters, I will eat it first as a token of respect】

After Chuyao sat down, she picked up the menu and pen and asked Xie Lanchen out of politeness: "Brother Chen, what do you want to eat?"

[Ao Ao Ao Yao sister wants to order what Brother Chen wants to eat first, this is too sweet]

[The cp that runs in both directions is so delicious]

There are more and more CP fans in the barrage, but there are also passers-by and viewers who make different voices.

[One thing to say, I don’t think it’s sweet]

[This is squatting in the corner and forcibly picking out the dusty candies to eat!]

[I'm sorry I can't taste it, it's not sweet at all]

Bo Nanxian sat in the car, raised his uninjured hand and liked these comments.

After he clicked the like, he found that the speed at which the gauze was dyed red slowed down again.

The man's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had discovered some bug.

In order to verify his idea, he continued to like the comments about Chu Yao and Xie Lanchen's lack of cp feeling.

The result was just as he expected, the bleeding speed was a little slower than before.

Jiang Tang, who was driving in the front seat, quietly glanced at the man in the rearview mirror and cursed silently in his heart——

Mr. Bo really wants to save face. He clearly loves Miss Shen miserably but is unwilling to bow his head and admit his mistake!

Make a phone call to show concern, and add that you can pretend you didn’t hear me!

Isn’t this an act?

Now that his hand is injured and bleeding is not stopping, instead of going to the hospital for treatment, he comes to see Miss Shen. Isn't it because Miss Shen is having dinner with other men? Doesn't he have a sense of crisis?

Jiang Tang felt that his boss had gone to this extent to get his former wife, so he couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Bo, do you need to apply for annulment of the divorce between you and Miss Shen?"

Although the divorce application has been submitted, the divorce certificate can still be revoked if the divorce certificate is not received!

"Let me hear such stupid words again, Song Jing, you don't have to stay." The man's deep voice seemed to be carrying a sharp ice blade, and Jiang Tang was shocked when he heard it.

Ah, he was confused.

You don’t plan to annul the divorce, why are you still entangled like this?

Are all rich people so crazy?

Jiang Tang swallowed his saliva. He was weak and helpless but insisted on gossiping: "Mr. Bo, can I ask you the last thing?"

"Say."

"You have been looking for Miss Shen today, not because she was in contact with the male guests. Do you feel a sense of crisis?"

Bo Nanxian turned off the screen, looked sideways at the traffic outside the window, and said emotionlessly: "Don't let me hear such stupid words again."

Where does the sense of crisis come from?

It was clear that his life was threatened.

Jiang Tang: "..."

Then why on earth did you go to the hospital instead of going to the hospital when you were injured?

"Is it possible that Miss Shen can help you heal the injury on your hand?" He muttered unconsciously.

Bo Nanxian happened to hear it and said coldly: "You are finally smart for once."

Jiang Tang: "???"

These words made him think of a boss's line - that woman is my antidote, I can't live without her.

——

Small theater:

Later, Jiang Tang heard a familiar line at the door of his office.

Bo Nanxian: "Yaoyao, you are my medicine. I can't live without you..."

Jiang Tang: "???"
Chapter completed!