Chapter 645: Do you want to have dinner with that woman
Chapter 645: Do you want to go to dinner with that woman?
If that woman was interested in Bao Sihan, she would be furious to death.
Song Yulan was flipping through a document in her hand when she suddenly chuckled, and the page she was holding also wrinkled slightly.
Tang Ze was passing by the cubicle, heading to the president's office.
When he heard the noise, he couldn't help but stop and said friendly to Song Yulan: "What is Secretary Song so happy about?"
She raised her head, saw Tang Ze at the door, and joked with the person.
"I'm glad to be able to work with Assistant Tang as my colleague."
"Haha, that's great." Tang Ze smiled and went in to report to him.
The figure at the door disappeared, and the smile on Song Yulan's face disappeared instantly. The indifference in her eyes disappeared briefly, leaving only a calm look on her face.
In the evening, six o'clock.
Bao Sihan finished handling the matter and was about to get off work when the door was pushed open.
"Are you done?" Bo Wen opened the door but did not go in. He stood at the door and asked, raising his hand to straighten his collar.
Tang Ze nodded to Bo Wenzheng, walked behind him, and pushed him over.
"Well, I just finished my work."
Bo Sihan looked at his father and responded.
"Then come home with me and have a meal together. Your mother has already prepared the meal in the kitchen and asked me to go back with you," Bo Wenzheng said.
"Okay." Bao Sihan didn't refuse. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Lu Jingyu, saying that he couldn't go over to have dinner with her that night.
Then he left directly with his father.
Lu Jingyu stood by the window of the ward. The small white flowers that were fluttering in the morning were now only bare branches.
The leaves and petals above were torn off and fell by the window.
Lu Jingyu looked at the newly received messages quietly and did not reply for a long time.
We won’t have dinner together today…
Lu Jingyu thought about the phone call during the day uneasily all day long. Now when she saw the message from Bao Sihan, the feeling of loss in her heart became even more obvious.
Is he going to have dinner with that woman?
The cold wind of late autumn poured into the window, and the scattered petals and leaves on the edge of the flowerpot floated to the ground. The flower branches left in the flowerpot looked a little lonely.
Lu Jingyu's heart was still noisy.
She stood by the window for a while and blew in the cold wind. She tried hard to calm down her mood, but ultimately did not reply to the message.
He put the phone back in his pocket, took the flower with only branches to the bedside table next to the hospital bed, and poured some water on it with enthusiasm.
They may be eating happily...
Just eat, it has nothing to do with her.
She is not one of Bo Sihan's, so why should she be here alone like Lin Daiyu?
Lu Jingyu figured it out, put behind the things that had bothered her all day, and prepared to pack her things and go home from the hospital.
But she didn't realize that her intuition was quite accurate in a sense.
When Bao Sihan arrived home, the servant poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to him.
The doorbell rang again outside.
Song Yulan changed into a simple short fragrant skirt and walked in. She smiled and greeted everyone in the room: "Hello, uncle Bo, hello auntie."
Song Yulan, who was wearing a skirt, looked pretty and approachable, and she was holding two boxes of expensive tea in her hands as a meeting gift.
Bao Sihan frowned, put the teacup he had just received back into the servant's hand, and turned his questioning eyes to his parents.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yanru ignored him, raised her lips and said, "Yu Lan, you're here right now, why don't you bring any gifts?"
Bo Wenzheng ignored his son's gaze and nodded politely to Song Yulan with a calm expression.