Facing the problems between his mother and Mo Nanxi, Bo Zhanye's eyes were deep and dark. For a long time, he said something that was neither serious nor serious:
"I want to take a rest."
Take a break...
In order to have a rest, I put down my priceless value!
Willful, really willful!
Mo Nanxi complained speechlessly.
Zhao Xinlan smiled kindly and said softly:
"A person's life should not only be about work. Spend more time with your loved ones and take care of your children. Mom will support you."
Don't be like her husband and that child, who were busy working to make money all their lives and never enjoyed life until they died...
Bo Zhanye noticed her sad mood and raised his hand to hold hers: "Don't think too much."
"Yes." Zhao Xinlan nodded slightly, her mood obviously still low.
Bo Zhanye looked at his watch and raised his lips:
"There are no women's supplies at home. I will accompany you to buy some clothes and skin care products." When he was coaxing Lan Xixi before, he saw on Baidu that buying things can make women happy. Although his mother is old, she is still a woman.
What's more, he never bought anything for his mother.
"No, I have enough clothes."
Bo Zhanye knew that she would not agree easily, so he said directly: "There will be reporters following you at any time. If you are allowed to dress casually, the reporters will make a fuss."
Mo Nanxi helped to agree: "A tie on Master Jiu costs tens of thousands of dollars. Madam, it would be better for you to change it."
Zhao Xinlan opened her eyes wide, how much is the tie, tens of thousands?
this......
In the end, Zhao Xinlan could only accept it.
Considering that his mother didn't like to show off, Bo Zhanye did not take Zhao Xinlan to the mall, but to a remote custom-made luxury street.
Custom shops generally only receive a few or even one person a day, so Custom Light Luxury Street is relatively quiet and no reporters can enter.
Zhao Xinlan didn't understand these things, but when she entered the elevator, her eyes lit up:
"Xiaoye, can I find him?"
Bo Zhan looked around at night and saw a high-end advertisement - Nan Jingting, chief designer of Chinese style.
He frowned slightly: "Mother likes him?"
"Yeah." Zhao Xinlan nodded without hesitation: "I have seen this designer's designs a long time ago, and he is more mature and Miaohong than those designers who worship foreigners and favor foreigners.
Although there may not be anything suitable for my age, let’s go and take a look. I really can’t afford to buy two pieces for Qian Luo. Qian Luo has been thinking a lot about us these days.”
I'm afraid that the mother's purpose lies behind.
Bo Zhanye was not satisfied, but this was the first request made by his mother and it was difficult to refuse.
"good."
He took his mother to Nan Jingting's studio on the top floor. As soon as he walked to the door, he saw a familiar figure - Lan Xixi.
She was walking in front of the display window, wearing a simple white dress, simple and pure, with a delicate and charming face.
Nan Jingting, wearing a dark blue casual shirt, walked beside her and chatted with her, making her smile.
When you are with Nan Jingting, do you laugh so happily?
It seems that it is really true love!
"Xiaoye, what's wrong?"
Bo Zhanye put away his emotions: "It's okay, let's go in."
He stepped in.
‘Ding bell! Welcome.’ The voice system rang.
In the store, Lan Xixi and Nan Jingting, who were chatting, turned their heads and saw——