Gritting his teeth, Bao Jinghan forced himself to stay calm, raised a sly smile, and called him again and again.
"Uncle? Uncle..."
The melodious and clear voice is very pleasant to the ear.
But every word fell like a kind of torture to his ears.
Bo Junchen's eyes darkened again and again, and they were twisted together with her fox-like gaze. The string that tightened her reason became tighter and tighter, and almost broke. But the sudden impulse was still very strong.
She was about to be pushed down by him, and the hand that was tightly squeezing her wrist loosened.
The thin lips lifted slightly.
The two words "Air Conditioning So So Sou" burst out——
"Shut up!"
Just as he thought.
Bo Jinghan didn't say anything, he just ducked and ducked away from his restraint.
Turning around and approaching his desk, he opened the drawer on the right hand side with a familiarity, pulled out a piece of white paper, took his usual signature pen, and quickly wrote a few lines of elegant and tall words on the paper.
She explained her thoughts on finding the man in the photo.
After putting down the pen, she pressed the paper with the signature pen in her hand, tapped the table gently, stood up and left the study.
Bring that heavy wooden door.
Bo Jinghan straightened his body and went upstairs without looking back.
But at this moment, what was lingering in her mind was no longer the person who looked like her, but the gentle and cold face of Bo Junchen...
It seems that after returning to China this time, their relationship will never be the same again!
But he——
The pain in her wrist was burning, along with every wound on her left arm.
Bo Jinghan leaned on the handrail of the stairs and stood between the first and second floors.
She raised her left hand, slightly opened her sleeve, looked at the crimson bruise on it, and sneered.
I really can't figure out what he is thinking.
In the morning, I had said those inexplicable words to her, and now I suddenly gave her this...
What is this?!
What did he think of her again?!
He shook his head.
Bo Jinghan tried his best to block out these bad things, patted his cheek, took a deep breath of relaxation, and walked quickly towards the second floor.
drop--
Open the electronic lock.
Bo Jinghan squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the figure sitting beside the bed through the dim light on the bedside.
The man also turned his head and looked at her.
Just as he was about to open his mouth, Bo Jinghan raised a finger and pressed it to his lips.
Signaling him to be silent.
Aze nodded to her knowingly, turned around and stared at the little cute baby huddled under the quilt with soft eyes, gently tucked him in, and then stood up and walked out the door.
The door is ajar.
Aze approached Bo Jinghan, who was leaning against the wall, and lowered his voice.
"Miss, is it over?"
"Um."
Bao Jinghan responded in a low voice, nodded slightly, turned around and looked over thoughtfully, and after careful consideration, he decided to tell him one by one what he had discussed in the study and the news he had received.
Of course, she didn't say anything about Bo Junchen's sudden convulsion.
"What the eldest lady means is that the person who is very similar to you appears again?!"
"Yes. Not only that, I also feel that he seems to be stopping my actions... and now, how to find him is a difficult problem!"
He let out a deep breath.
For the first time, Bo Jinghan felt that she had encountered an extremely difficult problem. She couldn't see clearly and couldn't figure it out. She couldn't seem to find any breakthrough, so she didn't know where to start...
