After watching the video and the previous hot comments, Bo Zhanye's black eyes were as deep as ink, and he kept a secret.
He had deduced that nothing could happen between Lan Xixi and Bo Xilang. The video at this moment confirmed his thoughts, but she in the video was stronger than he wanted.
And Bo Xilang obviously had this video, why didn’t he show it that night?
Lan Xixi also saw Bo Xilang's video in the corridor.
It's great! The black news has been successfully resolved. After celebrating Xiao Mo's birthday tomorrow, Lan Jiao will definitely wake up and she can successfully withdraw from this erroneous conspiracy.
[Master Bo, thank you.] This text message is her own heartfelt gratitude and has nothing to do with Lan Jiao.
Bo Xilang quickly replied:
[It’s okay. I should have taken it out that night, but I concluded that the person who plotted against you might make a big fuss, so I lured the snake out of the hole and kept it until today. Just don’t mind.]
【No, no, anyway, thank you very much.】
After Lan Xixi finished sending the message, she put away her mobile phone and returned to the ward with a relaxed mind and body.
Seeing Bo Zhanye holding the tablet in his hand, she must have seen the news. She pouted and without saying a word, took the lunch box on the table and went to the small kitchen to wash it.
Bo Zhanye: "..." What's her expression? What's her attitude?
"Master Jiu, do you think there is anything else we need to do?" If not, he would leave...
After all, he doesn't want to stay and be implicated anytime and anywhere!
Bo Zhanye snorted coldly and asked, "How was the thing I asked you to do last night?"
Mo Nanxi thought of that and immediately said:
"It's done. It's Bo Zhengde's secretary who is monitoring and investigating. I made up the story about Mrs. Lanjiao falling into the water and being injured, resulting in the loss of part of her memory. I also made the real case file. They believed it, and absolutely no traces were found."
"That's good, you go to the company to handle the documents. By the way, free up my time tomorrow." Bo Zhanye ordered calmly.
Mo Nanxi understood that tomorrow was Bo Xiaomo's birthday, and after accepting the order, she left the ward.
Lan Xixi came out after washing the lunch box and saw that only Bo Zhanye was left in the ward. She walked over and sat down:
"Ahem, I'm going to prepare a birthday present for Xiao Mo in the afternoon, and I'll go out later."
"Yeah, okay." His voice was calm and his attitude was as usual.
that's all?
Doesn't he need to apologize to her?
Lan Xixi looked at him with clear black and white eyes, her eyes were too surprised and disappointed.
Bo Zhanye noticed that she was looking at him, raised his eyes, and looked at her with a pair of unusually beautiful eyes:
"What? Is there anything else?"
"..." Forget it, she was just overthinking it. How could someone like him apologize? How could he know how uncomfortable she felt when she was misunderstood and forced to apologize?
"It's okay." Lan Xixi dropped the word, stood up, and left directly.
Bo Zhanye frowned again.
Her expression has been wrong since she entered the ward. What's wrong?
There was pain in his stomach, but he didn't think deeply about it. He called Xiao Ziyu on his mobile phone and called him over.
Outside.
Lan Xixi wore a mask and walked along the green path, feeling depressed.
She originally thought that when Bo Zhanye saw the video, he would at least say that he misunderstood her that night, but in the end, he acted calmly and took things for granted, without any trace of guilt?
It would be better if he didn't let her apologize to him!
She took a deep breath, clicked on the map, searched for a nearby shopping mall, and walked there.
Tomorrow is Xiao Mo's birthday, and she plans to buy wool and knit a scarf for him.
And Yaya, it’s her first birthday without mommy, how should she comfort her?
"Miss Lan."
In the air, a voice unexpectedly sounded.
Lan Xixi turned around and saw a low-key and luxurious car driving by the roadside. In the rolled-down window, there was a handsome and elegant face of a man.