Just as he was thinking about it, he was lightly tapped on the shoulder. He was shocked and his body was almost a little unsteady. When he looked up, the face next to him turned out to be Hu Lei.
"President." Hu Lei had a slight surprise on his face. He didn't expect to see Bo Chen here. The two of them passed each other. Hu Lei shouted several times, but Bo Chen didn't respond at all. He just looked disappointed.
Soul. Although a lot of things have happened in the Bai family recently, first Secretary Geng's mysterious resignation, and then the Pang and Bai family's divorce. Everyone deliberately avoided contact with the president to prevent being exposed as cannon fodder, but walking on the street
When encountering someone, it is always necessary to say hello. But Bo Chen's reaction really surprised Hu Lei.
Others may just speculate that Secretary Geng is related to the divorce breakup of Pang Bo's family, but Hu Lei himself is very sure that there must be something between Geng Mo and the president. Because more than once, Hu Lei saw the president looking behind Geng Mo.
He was fascinated by her back, with a look that every man knew what it meant. And he also saw Geng Mo sitting outside the CEO's office, smiling foolishly. Such a coincidence, Hu Lei wouldn't believe it if the two of them had nothing to do with each other.
Presumably, the accessory that Secretary Geng hid in his collar was also a gift from the CEO. But how the two of them got into this matter, Hu Lei didn't have the courage to guess. After all, this is the boss's private matter, and it is not his subordinate's turn anyway.
Go ask about March 8th.
"Manager Hu." Bo Chen wanted to force out a polite smile, but the corners of his mouth twitched, and he could only let the smile fade to his lips.
"Where does the president go alone?"
"Just take a walk! Why is Manager Hu here?"
"My home is nearby. I went out to buy a pack of cigarettes after dinner." Hu Lei smiled. Seeing the Qi Qiran in Bo Chen's eyes, he found that his smile was actually a little stiff.
Maybe I shouldn't say hello.
"Then you're busy." Bo Chen obviously didn't want to get too involved in this encounter.
"Haha, then the CEO will come to our house to sit down when you have time." Hu Lei said nothing more and was polite.
After that, the two of them turned around and left. After leaving, no one thought that it would be a hundred years before they looked back.
Knocking on the door of Pang's house, Bo Chen was a little surprised that the person who opened the door was actually Zi Huai. He usually sent Pang Yali home, and the person who opened the door was usually a servant.
"Auntie." Bo Chen's heart tightened slightly, and the hatred in Zi Huai's eyes when he looked at her was a little stronger than on the day of Ya Shi's funeral.
Zi Huai didn't respond, her eyes were fixed on him, and finally she opened the iron door and turned slightly to signal Bo Chen to enter.
Bo Chen walked in, and the iron door closed behind him.
A muffled thunder roared overhead.
The clouds were deep and heavy, and although the rain had not yet fallen, the flash of light that passed through the air was like a sword slashing, splitting a crack in the gray sky.
He glanced at the sky lightly, knowing in his heart that the rain was about to come, but there was nothing to hide or escape, so he could only stand upright and face it.
The rain finally fell from above in heavy drops with anger.
The force was so strong that it hit the exposed skin, but the pain pierced straight to the bottom of my heart.
Bo Chen stood in the rose garden of Nuoda, but he couldn't move. Pang Yalash's sparkling smile seemed like it was yesterday. That day in the office, she said sadly: "You always use the words of a businessman."
He used other methods to solve problems, and even breaking up was like a business negotiation." At that time, he just wanted to cut through the mess quickly, and he just wanted to break her heart and let all the sorrows and entanglements be understood once, but he did not expect that she was still just a 20-year-old woman who had just entered love.
, the injury was so severe that it just cut off her way of life, leaving her with no idea of living.
The raindrops hit his face and fell into his eyes. Bo Chen couldn't tell whether the wet face was rain or tears.
He didn't move, and Zihuai didn't move either. He just stared straight at Bo Chen's back, with a deep and cold look in his eyes.
It's raining heavily, so don't let both of you get soaked in a while.
"I'm sorry." Bo Chen's throat felt like it had been cut by a knife, making it hoarse and broken.
Zihuai didn't move, and there was only a cold sneer.
She lost a fancy daughter, a daughter who was originally full of love and waiting to marry her husband.
20 years old!
What beautiful years!
The youthful years that I was jealous of even when the flowers were blooming were ruined by this seemingly kind man in front of me.
Retribution?
Yes, she robbed her sister's home, she robbed her sister's happiness, she tortured her sister's children, but she also left a way for them to escape. She made her husband's three sisters who were in a daze lose control.
They were rescued from the car. Even though she was extremely vicious, she did not take their lives, she just sent them out of her sight.
One thought of kindness!
Is God using this to repay her for her kindness?
The sharp nails dug deeply into the palm of his hand, the skin was broken, and the blood stung, so he could control his urge to rush forward and tear the man apart.
"I..." Bo Chen opened his mouth, but found that he did not have the right to explain. He made a mistake but had no regrets, and even the explanation was just a pretext and hypocrisy.
Lifting his feet, which weighed as much as a thousand pounds, Bo Chen walked towards the living room.
What awaits him ahead is no longer his choice.
Bo Chen originally thought that the person he saw in the living room should be Pang Tongde, but it was Pang Yayuan who appeared in front of him.
Slightly stunned, Bo Chen entered the living room.
Pang Yayuan was sitting on the sofa in the living room, applying Dankou on her nails. When she heard Bo Chen's footsteps, she raised her head slightly, with a hint of disdain at the corner of her mouth. But there was an ambiguous sneer in her eyes.
"Where's uncle?" Bo Chen asked subconsciously.
"Do you have the nerve to see him?" Zi Huai's voice sneered coldly from behind Bo Chen.
Bo Chen was silent, and the smile on Pang Yayuan's face became even more obscure. She put the finger that had just been painted with Dankou to her lips and blew it gently. A coldness flashed across her eyes: "Brother-in-law, just sit down when he is here!"
Bo Chen felt as if something had hit him hard in his heart, and his breathing began to hurt.
"I'm sorry!" He didn't know what else he could say besides these three words.
"Haha..." Pang Yayuan's cold smile, accompanied by the thunderstorm and lightning roaring outside, made her feel like a messenger from hell demanding her life.
"Brother-in-law, how are you doing these days?" Pang Yayuan's eyes were just staring at her nails, her fingers turning softly in the lightning. Although she asked the question, she obviously had no intention of letting Bo Chen answer. She was just minding her own business.
He continued to say to himself: "My fingers are beautiful. Every time Yalash helps me apply makeup, I always feel envious. I ask her to grow her nails, but she always refuses. Does my brother-in-law know why she refuses?"
Bai Chen was at a loss, but he didn't know whether it was because it was soaked by the rain or because of Zi Huai's cold eyes behind him, but he felt a chill growing stronger.
"She said you didn't like it!" Pang Yayuan raised her head and glanced at Bo Chen lightly, then returned her gaze to her fingers.
"My younger sister is very stubborn, and she likes to get into trouble. Her temperament is not like that of my mother or my father, and I don't know who she is like. She has been bullied since she was a child and has only tolerated it. She can even steal her husband from others.
Bear with me. Brother-in-law, do you think she is innocent or stupid?"
"I'm sorry for her." Bo Chen's eyes darkened, and his heart seemed to have been scratched with a sharp weapon.