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Chapter 1757

Chapter 1757

Master Jiu was just a little surprised when the incident happened and was unprepared. When he went back that night, he was a little sad and drunk.

But after I told him your difficulties the next day, he understood and I believe he will come to you soon."

Starlight rose in Zhao Xinlan's eyes: "Really? Can he really accept it?"

"Well, yes Auntie." Although Lan Xixi didn't hear Bo Zhanye tell him personally, he always thinks about the people he cares about and is very doting and caring, so there should be no deviation.

Zhao Xinlan just breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good.

I went back to Bo's house just because I once loved her and wanted to put a perfect ending to that relationship.

I also want everyone to know that I am not a mistress and Xiaoye is not an illegitimate child. We are all aboveboard existences with no guilty conscience.

Xiao Ye should also face up to the Bo family and his father, a grown man who is about to get married, and is causing trouble with the family.

Besides, when you get married, you have to call your parents, and you can't just stay in a stalemate.

I do this because I hope the whole family can get along well with each other."

Her words were spoken with sincerity and from the bottom of her heart.

Lan Xixi knows the heart of a mother and only wants her children to be perfect and healthy in all aspects.

However, I'm afraid it would be difficult for her and Bo Huaijing to get along well with each other.

No, when Bo Huaijing heard that she was coming, he came over with a look of alienation and invitation:

"Miss Lan, thank you for coming to visit and enlighten Xinlan. Come to the study with me. I have a gift for you."

study.

Last time he said that there were Bai Guan'er's things in Bo Zhanye's study, which are still well preserved.

Is that the gift he mentioned?

Lan Xixi guessed that there were two villains shouting in her mind.

The little man in white clothes said: "Don't go, don't go, he has bad intentions and is not a good person. He will suffer disaster if he goes!"

The villain in black clothes said: "Go and see, go and see what that thing is. Is it really that important to Bo Zhanye?"

She has a headache!

go!

Anyway, it’s what happened back then, so what’s there to be afraid of?

"Okay." Lan Xixi raised her head and straightened her chest, not afraid of Bo Huaijing at all, and followed him to the study room of the main house.

Bo Huaijing praised: "Miss Lan is very courageous."

Before Lan Xixi could tell whether this sentence was a compliment or a disservice to her, he added in the next second:

"I forgot, you are already very courageous and have a big appetite. Otherwise, how could you dare to be with Xiaojiu if you were completely broke and completely broke."

Lan Xixi: "..."

Sure enough, nothing good happened.

Too lazy to pay attention to him: "Thank you for the compliment. I'm quite busy. If you have any questions, just tell me."

Bo Huaijing snorted coldly and didn't bother to talk to her. He walked to the wall and pulled off a wide white cloth.

In an instant, a huge painting appeared under the light.

It was a giant painting three meters wide and three meters high.

In black and white, the young man is sitting by the window, cold and lonely, with an unearthly temperament, as if he is not from this world.

The whole painting has no embellishments or colors, but it is very lifelike, real, and lifelike to the point that even the eyes are charming and profound.

If you don’t look carefully, you will think it is a printed black and white photo!

This... is what Bo Zhanye looked like when he was young!

At that time, he was so boyish and handsome!

"See? This was painted by Bai Guan'er and given to Xiao Jiu. Xiao Jiu has regarded it as a treasure for many years and would not let anyone touch it." Bo Huaijing's voice deliberately explained the origin of the painting.

In fact, even without any deliberate effort, Lan Xixi has already been affected by the diaphragm.

How much deep emotion, how much love, how much observation, and how much patience must be needed to paint such a masterpiece?

How much should you care about it, and how much should you not be able to put it down, so that you put it in the study and keep it to this day?

At first...

Did they really love each other?


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