Boqing stopped, turned around leisurely, and raised his eyebrows as a sign of shutting up, which made Jincheng and Jinhua dare not speak out.
Boqing didn't have a big expression. He just glanced at the two men, Jin's mother who was sitting there worrying about her little daughter, and Jinyu's eldest sister Jinqiu who was in the wheelchair. After a while, he smiled slightly. That smile was so light.
But it makes people feel confused.
"Qiqi, I should wait."
After saying this, everyone was silent for a while.
Jinhua sighed and couldn't help but interjected: "Prince..." [
"Do you want to ask me why I regretted my marriage at that time?"
Boqing guessed what the person wanted to ask, so she immediately cut off her words, stood at the entrance, stretched out her hand, and pulled out a dark purple rose.
The whole person looks as plain as water, handsome and dazzling, but his eyes reflect a sharp murderous aura.
Along with the murderous aura, the rose was broken and the sharp thorns were inserted into the fingertips.
He lowered his head and looked at the red color emerging from his fingertips, as if he was seeing the enchanting red color in distant time and space.
Immediately, his murderous aura subsided from his whole body, and he raised his eyes slowly and gracefully, with a layer of mist in his eyes.
A little confused, a little emotional, a little sentimental, that is the most obsessed and crazy look in the eyes of women all over the world.
After a long time, he lowered his head and smiled casually. There was no warmth in that smile, his expression was calm, there was no fluctuation, and no one could feel that he was smiling.
Then, the handsome man looked at Jinhua intently.
At that moment, everyone in the Jin family thought they would know the reason, and looked at Bo Qing with a bit of expectation.
"I don't like this question."
His voice was very shallow, very light, yet somewhat threatening.
The eyes of everyone in the Jin family dimmed for a moment, but Bo Qing turned around and strode away.