When sending Lu Yan off, Su Nuanxia poked Bao Jinghan seven or eight times, constantly hinting at her to let Lu Yan stay.
Bo Jinghan not only turned a blind eye, but also ran to close the car door for Lu Yan.
That treacherous guy with a small smiling face almost said to him cheerfully: Get out of here and don’t come back!
"little bastard!"
When the car door closed, Lu Yan sneered.
The man in the driver's seat felt a cold wind blowing down his spine.
Subconsciously, I raised my head and glanced at the rearview mirror, feeling panicked.
Today, this man, no matter how you look at it, you feel that something is wrong?
But after all, he had driven a car for the Lu family for many years, and he still knew a little about observing people's emotions, so he didn't have the sense to ask anything he shouldn't have asked at this time.
I just thought, does this matter fall into the category that the old man wants him to report?
…
The car goes away.
Bo Jinghan walked back to the house briskly.
But before she could even enter the door, she was dragged over by Su Nuanxia.
"You're stupid! Didn't we ask you to stay with others?"
There was a scolding, and Bo Jinghan listened and raised his eyebrows nonchalantly.
"Why, you are short of a man, do you like him?"
"Bah!" Su Nuanxia spat fiercely, poking Bao Jinghan's forehead with hatred: "I am just paving the way and building a bridge for you, so that you can get everything done as soon as possible. It's a good thing for you to be poor with me."
Oh! It’s so kind to treat it like a donkey’s liver and lungs..."
"Do you have a heart or lungs?"
Bo Jinghan replied calmly, opened Su Nuanxia's hand and pointed at her forehead.
He patted her shoulder and left calmly.
But as soon as she walked in, Bo Junchen's study door suddenly opened.
A warm and serious voice came into my ears.
"Hanhan, come in, let's talk!"
The steps stopped.
Bo Jinghan turned and looked in the direction of the study.
Bo Junchen was standing at the door.
His facial features are naturally soft and he looks very gentle. Especially when he is quiet, there is a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, which always gives people a gentle and gentle girl like a spring breeze. Like an ink painting with warm clothes, he has a charm that makes anyone
I don’t even remember the beauty and tranquility of destruction.
But over the years, he has tempered this warmth with a layer of ice.
When you get a little closer, you can see the coolness and coldness of this man, as well as the demonic temperament hidden under the warmth, and the old and sinister manner when he strikes.
It has nothing to do with gentleness at all!
But he treats her...
Thinking of this, Bo Jinghan's lips raised a hint of helplessness.
Somewhat mocking.
But he still quickly took steps towards the study.
"Sit down, what would you like to drink?"
After closing the door, Bo Junchen pointed to the sofa, turned around, took a bottle of milk from the mini refrigerator and threw it to her.
From the first time I met her to now.
His life seems to have been saturated with her habits.
In other words, it was a habit he developed for her.
Bo Jinghan held the can of milk, and the cold touch made his palms numb.
But this habit...is not hers after all.
Is it time to change it?
Putting down the cold thing, Bo Jinghan lazily fell on the sofa, propped his head, played with the broken hair around his ears and stared at him.
Eyes as charming as silk.
"Uncle, grandpa called me. He will return to China next week and come to arrange your wedding. Congratulations!"
He said congratulations casually.
Bo Jinghan narrowed his eyes and stepped into the topic calmly: "What are you going to teach me again today? I'm all ears!"
