In the evening, Bo Jinlan got off work and got into the car.

The driver, Lao Qian, looked at the rearview mirror and said, "Master, the chairman asked you to go home tonight."

"Yeah." Bo Jinlan unbuttoned his suit jacket with one hand, noncommittal.

Lao Qian slowly drove the car out.

Halfway through, Bo Jinlan called his girlfriend, "Are you at grandpa's house?"

"Yes, have you got off work?" Jiang Yaoyao said, "Aunt Zhang made chicken soup tonight."

"It's a pity that I can't drink anymore."

"What do you want tonight?"

"Absolutely." Bo Jinlan smiled, "Help me drink another bowl."

"You think I'm a pig for drinking one more bowl." Jiang Yaoyao complained, "Okay, come and pick me up when you're done. I'm busy writing invitations to my grandpa right now."

"Do I need to write it by hand?"

"Yes, grandpa said that only handwriting shows sincerity, and there has been no happy event in the Cheng family for many years..."

Bo Jinlan listened quietly to the little girl's voice on the phone, occasionally nodding in response.

After chatting like this for a few minutes, Jiang Yaoyao asked, "I won't disturb you, right?"

"No, we're still on the way."

"I mean, I have to go and get busy." Jiang Yaoyao laughed brightly, "I'll wait until you come back. I'll hang up."

…

Bo family manor.

In the main villa, several people were sitting in the living room.

When Bo Jinlan came in, his black eyes slowly glanced around, his thin lips slightly raised, "So many people?"

In addition to Mr. Bo and Bo Zhien, there was also his aunt Bo Mingxian sitting at the scene.

"Jinlan." Bo Mingxian asked him with a smile, "Why didn't you bring your girlfriend back with you?"

Bo Jinlan explained, "Runxia will hold a wedding next month. The Cheng family is a bit busy right now, so we didn't bring her here. Let's do it next time."

"It's okay to come here." Bo Mingxian said, directly handing over a folder, "Take a look at this."

"What's this?"

"You'll know it when you see it."

Bo Jinlan reached out to take it, put his coat on the sofa, and found a seat to sit down.

Open the folder and inside is a hospital visit record.

After only looking at it for two or three seconds, he stuffed the report back and looked up at someone, "Chairman, is he using his connections to check my girlfriend's privacy?"

Bo Zhien's face was cold, "If it weren't for your stubbornness, I wouldn't have planned to let your aunt make this trip."

Bo Jinlan threw the folder on the coffee table, "So?"

"Don't tell me, after seeing this, you still insist on being with that Jiang Yaoyao?"

Bo Zhien stood up and said, "Jinlan, I thought the last warning could make you understand, but I didn't expect that I had too high expectations for you."

He was obviously a little angry, "I haven't come to you this time because I think you have always been calm and rational, and you should be able to figure out for yourself what is your best choice! In front of powerful people, a woman's appearance is the least important thing.

There are valuable and beautiful women everywhere, and there are many beautiful women who want to marry you, but without the Bo family, you are nothing at all..."

"Okay." Mr. Bo interrupted in time, "Jinlan, I didn't have any objections to Miss Jiang until I saw this hospital visit record. I told you before that you can fall in love if you want. After all, you have been

She has been busy studying and working and has no real private life of her own, but it is impossible for our Bo family to let such an ignorant woman in."

"Grandpa, if I say, there is something wrong with this report..."

"Jinlan." Bo Mingxian raised his voice slightly, "I personally went to the hospital in Haicheng and asked the director to retrieve it from the computer file. Do you mean... could it be that I also slandered her?

"

She reached out and took out the medical record, pointing to the stamp below, "This is a copy. If you don't believe it, I can ask the dean to contact you personally and let you see the original in the computer file."

"Aunt, you misunderstood." Bo Jinlan said calmly, "I mean, there may be some misunderstanding. I believe my girlfriend because I have my own judgment..."

"Nonsense!" Bo Zhien couldn't sit still, "What do you believe in a woman who had an abortion when she was just 18 years old? Even if you are already close to each other, medical skills are so advanced these days, everything can be recreated..."

"Cough cough cough." Mr. Bo coughed several times.

Bo Mingxian looked at everyone, "Actually, it's no different now than it used to be. It's okay for young girls to fall in love. Pregnancy out of wedlock... is also quite common. But the fact that she hid it from you, does it mean there's something wrong with her character? Jinlan

, we are your family, we are investigating her for your own good, you should know this."

Bo Jinlan's face still had that lukewarm look, and even the curvature of the corners of his mouth had not changed, "I know Yaoyao's things better than any of you. I won't bother my aunt with such things in the future."

.”

Bo Mingxian's face froze and he endured without speaking.

Bo Zhien asked, "So what do you think now? You still want to be with that Miss Jiang, right?"

Bo Jinlan: "Yes."

With a "clang" sound, Bo Zhien angrily threw the tea cup in front of him out.

The sound was so loud that Bo Mingxian was so frightened that his whole body trembled.

**

Cheng family villa.

Lin Tao came down from upstairs and saw Mr. Cheng and Jiang Yaoyao occupying one side of the table in the living room, writing something.

"Dad, Yaoyao, what are you doing?"

Jiang Yaoyao raised her head and immediately started acting coquettishly, "Little aunt, my hands are almost sore..."

Lin Tao arrived and saw a thick stack of red invitations on the table. Jiang Yaoyao and Mr. Cheng each had a guest list in hand.

The old man's handwriting was vigorous and powerful, which she expected.

But she didn't expect...

"Yaoyao, your handwriting is so beautiful!"

The little girl is bright and pretty, and unexpectedly she writes very beautiful cursive calligraphy. It is a little more delicate than Mr. Cheng's handwriting, but there are still traces of chicness.

Jiang Yaoyao smiled and said, "It's not bad, just a little worse than grandpa."

Mr. Cheng was very happy to be amused, "The word is just like the person. The word Yaoyao was not good before. Thanks to my constant supervision during those two years, she looks pretty good now."

Jiang Yaoyao handed the pen over, "Little aunt, would you like to try it?"

"I still can't..." Lin Tao waved her hands hurriedly, "My handwriting is not good."

"It's okay."

Mr. Cheng also said, "You give it a try, there are a lot of invitations anyway."

Lin Taojie.

Anyway, there was still some time before work, so he took the pen and sat down at Jiang Yaoyao's seat.

After writing down the guest list one by one, she immediately said, "Forget it, what I wrote doesn't match what you two have written."

"It's very good!" Jiang Yaoyao praised, "It's just like what grandpa said, the words are just like the person. My little aunt's words are as cute as you."

Lin Tao hasn't spoken yet...

"Who's cute?"

Cheng Runzhi's voice suddenly sounded.

He happened to come home from get off work and heard them chatting at the entrance.

Jiang Yaoyao smiled and said, "It's not you anyway."

Cheng Runzhi looked at her expressionlessly.

This girl...

"Runzhi, it's just a good time for you to come back." Mr. Cheng stood up and said, "Come and write some invitations for me, I'm so old..."

Cheng Runzhi came to the front and frowned, "Why do you need to write by hand?"

Although he has never held a wedding, he also knows that there is no need to write invitations by hand. They are only used once anyway and are thankless...

"It's not just to make you look good!" Mr. Cheng pointed out, "Yaoyao and I have already written more than half of it, you can write some more."

Cheng Runzhi said, "Hurry up and eat. After dinner, I will take Taotao to work."

"Smelly boy..."

"Grandpa, grandpa." Jiang Yaoyao spoke hurriedly, "Why don't you eat first? I'm so hungry."

"Humph!" Mr. Cheng glared at his son, "Who is getting married? I don't care at all!"
To be continued...