"Back then, she saved us regardless of her own safety on the mountain. She didn't ask for any reward or mention it afterward. She was a truly kind-hearted girl.
Over the years, no matter how indifferent you are to her, she still has no regrets and is completely devoted. This proves her character.
Although you have been rich in food and clothing since childhood, and have a distinguished status, your heart is cold. Grandma hopes that there will be someone who can warm you, touch you, and make you feel loved and loved. You must stay with Lan Jiao until the end."
The old man spoke with sincerity and sincerity.
These words made Bo Zhanye's mind become more and more heavy.
He once thought that grandma imposed everything for the family, but he didn't expect...
Late at night, Bo Zhanye came out of the old man's room, feeling cold and silent.
"Slow down. Don't you like the type of movie today?" A gentle voice sounded.
Bo Zhanye raised his eyes and saw Bo Xilang and Lan Xixi walking side by side.
Lan Xixi held a bouquet of exquisite flowers in her hands, with a smile on her face: "No, I quite like them."
"That's good. Don't worry about the house. I sent a text message to Uncle Jiu. If Uncle Jiu is unwilling, I will find other ways to solve it for you."
What?
Did he send a text message to Bo Zhanye?
That man is absolutely terrifying, okay!
Lan Xixi was about to speak subconsciously when a cold voice sounded.
"I really don't want to."
It's cold, crisp and decisive.
Lan Xixi turned her eyes and saw the clear and indifferent man under the street lamp. He was like a messenger from the dark night, even colder and more terrifying than the dark night.
She already knew the answer and had no idea about him at all.
"I'm not feeling well. I'm going back to my room first." She walked away.
The meaning of avoidance is quite obvious.
This woman, who has done something wrong? How dare you show off to him?
Bo Zhanye's face turned colder and colder.
"Uncle Jiu, can't I exchange it for a project or something else? You also know that Xixi is not a materialistic girl and doesn't want much. I want to help her just for this need." Bo Xilang said calmly and gently.
Bo Zhan Ye Leng snorted.
For Bo Xilang to be willing to exchange the project, he really underestimated Lan Xixi's ability to confuse men.
He raised his lips coldly: "It's your business to please her and it has nothing to do with me. Also, use your thoughts on women on the old man."
Bo Xilang was slightly startled.
When Bo Zhanye's slender and noble figure left, he let out a sneer.
Grandma? Grandma’s preference has always been Uncle Jiu. It’s natural for Uncle Jiu to put his thoughts into it, so who has the right to ask him?
If it weren't for that little share, he would have shown no mercy to that old guy.
Return to Beiyuan.
Bo Xilang walked to the door of Lan Xixi's room and saw her covering the girl with a quilt, and said softly:
"Uncle Jiu knows that the house is for your use and he doesn't want to give it to you."
Lan Xixi's movements were slightly stiff.
When Lan Jiao called her in the morning, Bo Zhanye said she would reply within half a month. When she went there later, he refused directly and got angry and sarcastic insults.
Of course she knew that he didn't want to lend it to her.
"It's okay. Yanran and I plan to choose a new house near the studio and carry out repairs and renovations. It won't take much time to find more manpower."
"Okay, I'll help you."
"No need." Lan Xixi refused instinctively, walked to the door, looked at him and said rationally:
"Yanran didn't use any men's connections to build that studio, and even refused to let Sheng Chen intervene. I didn't want to go against her original intention, so we planned to do it on our own."
Bo Xilang's gentle face sank: "In that case, why are you looking for Uncle Jiu?"