With his thoughts on his mind, Bo Jinghan came out of Mr. Bo's study.
She glanced in the direction of the living room.
The door was closed, but Butler Lu was still standing outside.
"Uncle Lu, are they still in there?"
"Yes, the eldest young master and Mr. Lu haven't come out yet."
"ah?!"
Bo Jinghan glanced at the closed door in disbelief, then turned to look at the large antique pendulum clock in the corner of the living room, and his heart jumped a few times.
Oh my god, it’s been almost an hour!
Why are Lu Yan and Li Fusu still inside?
What on earth were the two of them talking about? How could they talk for so long?
For Lu Yan, I don’t know what kind of rhythm it is. But for Li Fusu, such a long conversation is simply unbelievable!
Obviously, Uncle Lu was also surprised by this.
But one of them was a young master he respected and admired, and the other was the prospective fiancé of the woman in front of him, so naturally he didn't dare to say anything.
He just touched his nose and muttered in a low voice: "I think... the young master must really appreciate Young Master Lu! So, I chatted with him a little more. Miss, don't worry."
"Hopefully they won't start fighting in there!"
Shrugging, Bo Jinghan responded in a pretending to be relaxed.
Then she approached the sofa, sat down, and poured herself a glass of something.
But she couldn't calm down at all. Her mind seemed to be filled with what Mr. Bo had just said, which made her head swell and hurt badly. In addition, Li Fusu and Lu Yan acted uncharacteristically.
During the conversation, Bo Jinghan felt that his head was going to explode!
"hiss……"
I was in a daze and didn't even know the water in the glass was full.
The hot water overflowed from the cup, dripped along the edge of the coffee table and onto her feet.
Bo Jinghan was burned and stood up subconsciously.
As soon as the porcelain pot in her hand was loosened, it fell straight to the ground. She took off the lid of the pot and the hot water poured out, soaking the blanket at her feet and splashing on her feet and calves.
Before Miss Bo could stand still, she was splashed by the water and jumped out. She accidentally bumped into the corner of the coffee table and fell onto the couch on the other side.
Out of instinct, she quickly reached out her hand, hoping to relieve the momentum.
At this time, Uncle Lu, who heard the commotion, rushed over with a sudden stride.
The door of the living room opened with a creak.
Lu Yan walked out.
He pushed Li Fusu, and the two seemed to be talking about something.
But when he saw the embarrassment on the other side, he almost immediately let go of the armrest of the wheelchair, rushed towards Bao Jinghan, held her up with one hand, and looked around her carefully.
When his eyes touched the crimson spots on her legs, his narrow phoenix eyes suddenly narrowed in vigilance.
"What's going on!"
"ha?"
The slightly reproachful scolding shocked Bo Jinghan, who had just calmed down.
She almost jumped out of his arms.
Lu Yan didn't dare to let her move any more, so he quickly held her down, bent his waist, and picked her up.
Without any explanation, he hugged her and went upstairs.
At this moment, the confused girl Bo finally came back to her senses in this half-suspended state.
When he looked up and saw Lu Yan's slightly gloomy face, he couldn't help but blush again, but he couldn't help cursing himself in his heart, why did he turn into a cat when he was in front of him? Could it be that he was really like that?
