"Ya Shi, go change clothes." Bo Chen couldn't control the turbulent emotions in his heart. He stood up and spoke in a commanding tone.
"Yes." Pang Yalash stood up and left obediently.
As soon as he saw Pang Yalash leave, Geng Mo's delicate brows frowned: "You shouldn't talk to Miss Pang in such a tone."
Bo Chen's eyebrows also furrowed. He had indeed gone too far. But how to solve this insurmountable problem?
Within a few minutes, Pang Yalash changed her clothes and walked out of the fitting room.
"Ya Shi, I have something to do at the company, so I'll take you home first. I'll see you later," Bo Chen said.
"Then you go and get busy, I also want to go shopping." The innocent Pang Yali was always so considerate and considerate, but she didn't notice the subtle change in Bo Chen's heart.
Turning back, she reached for Geng Mo's hand: "Sister Geng, thank you very much for today. Don't be busy with work all the time, but also have a good rest. Chen, don't always put so much work pressure on Sister Geng. You
It seems she can't bear it anymore." Somewhat complaining, Pang Yalash hinted to Bo Chen not to give Geng Mo too much work.
Go to bed late every day!
He must be working overtime with Bo Chen. Speaking of Bo Chen, Pang Yalash sighed a little. He seems to be very busy recently. Although the wedding of the two will be in a month, the time they get together is much less than before. Every day
The first time I called, Bo Chen always seemed busy and hung up the phone within a few words.
Did she give him another problem?
He was already very busy, and recently there were more cases of "Heart of Love". The day before yesterday, I heard from the director of the orphanage, Hu, that "Bo's" had sent people to contact him to discuss the acquisition and reconstruction. Unexpectedly, Bo Chen's
He is so powerful, and she has only been talking to him for 2 months.
Why……
Pang Yalash knew that she couldn't help in this matter, and her support was not to cause him any more trouble. So she silently purchased some small items for the wedding, hoping to give Bo Chen a gift on the wedding day.
surprise.
Watching Geng Mo get into Bo Chen's car, Pang Yali stood beside the car and waved.
"Sister Geng, please take care of your health." She emphasized again: "Otherwise I won't have a bridesmaid." She smiled carelessly, the sun was shining brightly behind her, and even her hair was shining.
Bo Chen also waved to her, and then lifted the clutch of the car. The car started slowly, and Xumi left Pang Yashi's sight.
Geng Mo sat silently in the passenger seat. This afternoon, Bo Chen did not ask the driver, Lao Liu, to follow him and chose to drive by himself.
The car moved in silence. Geng Mo lowered her head and looked very tired. This made Bo Chen a little worried. In the rearview mirror, her face looked pale and fragile, and her eyes were dark and deep, as if there were tens of millions of pounds of weight pressing on her.
He didn't know that Yashi would propose Geng Mo to be the bridesmaid, otherwise he would stop her. He didn't want to hurt her so cruelly.
"Are you okay?" he asked, trying to grab Geng Mo's hand on his knee with his right hand.
"Mr. Bai." She was a little startled and shook his hand away. Her eyes were instantly frightened, as if he was a poisonous evil thing.
Bo Chen fell silent, as if he had received a heavy slap on the face.
Withdrawing his right hand, he clenched his fingers on the steering wheel. His lips pursed together bitterly. He stepped on the accelerator and upshifted. In a few seconds, the car accelerated like an arrow, 50 yards! 60 yards! 80 yards! In
On such a street, he actually drove up to 80 yards and moved in and out of gaps.
"Mr. Bai!" Geng Mo screamed in horror. Does he want to die?
As if he hadn't heard anything, his speed had reached 90 yards. The look on his face was now more condensed and full of regret.
"Stop!" she almost yelled.
There was a red light ahead, and there were four large trucks parked side by side at the stop line, but Bo Chen had no intention of applying the brakes. The car continued as usual and rammed into the truck.
Twenty meters! Ten meters! Five meters!
"Ah!" Geng Mo screamed, subconsciously covering his face with his hands.