After going down the mountain, I was petted by the paranoid Lord Bo and cried

Chapter 10 Buy Her a Novel by President Ba to Relieve Boredom

"understood."

Bo Yanchuan replied coldly, then walked towards the elevator with long legs.

On the way, he just focused on handling the work in hand without saying a word.

Zuo Sheng also drove honestly, not daring to ask any more questions.

Suddenly, Bo Yanchuan took the initiative to mention, "The sponsorship money to Lin Pei can be used by the finance side."

"Yes."

He continued to lower his head to deal with his work, his eyes turned slightly to the side, and he saw the title of the novel in the bag.

Bo Yanchuan thought about what he had just mentioned in the office with Lin Pei on the phone.

He had no intention of working, so he turned off the computer in his hand and put it aside.

Turning to pick up the novel in the bag, flipping through it casually.

Zuo Sheng saw through the rearview mirror that Bo Yanchuan was flipping through the overbearing president's novel, his eyes were full of curiosity.

"Zuo Sheng, pay attention to the steering wheel in your hand." Although Bo Yanchuan didn't look up at him, he could feel the unsteadiness of the car under him. It was obvious that Zuo Sheng was playing sloppy.

Zuo Sheng lowered his head in a hurry, and said in embarrassment, "Yes."

When the car was driving gradually and steadily, Bo Yanchuan looked at Zuo Sheng's face in the front mirror.

Then he continued to look down at the novel in his hand.

Then Zuo Sheng quietly took another look, lowered his head and smirked.

……

When they arrived at the mansion, Bo Yanchuan walked into the room carrying the novel he bought for her.

Zuo Sheng carried the documents that he hadn't had time to deal with, and followed Bo Yanchuan into the study.

"Put things down, you can go back, and leave work early today."

"Yes, thank you Fourth Young Master."

After all, Zuo Sheng went home from get off work happily.

He took the novel he bought and pushed open the door of Mu Xiaoman's room.

There was no one in the room, and there was no sign of Mu Xiaoman on the bed, the room was clean and tidy.

Bo Yanchuan worriedly looked for her in the room, and shouted loudly: "Mu Xiaoman, Mu Xiaoman, Mu..."

Mu Xiaoman walked out of the bathroom with wet hair and ill-fitting clothes.

Looking at the robe she was wearing that covered her whole body, Bo Yanchuan couldn't help laughing and said, "What are you wearing?"

Mu Xiaoman looked at the clothes on his body, and explained stupidly: "When I woke up today, I sweated a lot, and my body was sticky."

"So I take a shower and wash my hair, the point is that I feel a little bit smelly."

"But I didn't bring any clothes for the shower, so I asked Uncle Jon to lend me a set of their clothes, but I didn't expect the clothes to be so big."

Mu Xiaoman pouted and said cutely.

It was only then that Bao Yanchuan remembered that she had been here for three days, and he hadn't had time to buy some new clothes for her.

He took Mu Xiaoman's hand and sat in front of the dressing table.

Then he put down the novel in his hand, and walked towards the bathroom while muttering, "I'll ask Zuo Sheng to go to the store to get you some women's clothing later."

"I'm so busy these days that I forgot about it, I'm sorry."

Bo Yanchuan took out a dry handkerchief and a hair dryer, and walked out of the bathroom.

Mu Xiaoman had already taken out the novel from the bag, and started to read it by himself.

She smiled and asked, "Did you buy this for me?"

Bo Yanchuan couldn't help being healed by her smile, and said with a smile: "Yes, seeing that you're bored at home, I'll buy you something you like."

"Thank you, Bo Yanchuan."

Mu Xiaoman threw herself directly into his arms, rubbing her wet hair against his arms.

But Bo Yanchuan, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, enjoys this moment of life extraordinarily.

He even stretched out his hand involuntarily, and when he wanted to hug Mu Xiaoman, she suddenly left her arms, and Bao Yanchuan quickly withdrew his hand.

"Bo Yanchuan, you just said you wanted to buy me new clothes?" Mu Xiaoman asked.

Bo Yanchuan's eyes wandered, and he said guiltyly: "Yes."

"You've been here for a few days, and I really didn't take good care of you."

"What's more, aren't we partners? I take good care of my partners, isn't that what it should be?"

After hearing what he said, Mu Xiaoman thought about it carefully, "It really makes sense."

"But Bo Yanchuan, treat the things you gave me as if I had lent you them, and I will return them to you when I have a chance in the future."

"Okay, I can wait for you to pay back whenever you want."

"Ah."

Only then did Mu Xiaoman boldly accept his gift.

Bo Yanchuan pulled her back to the seat just now, and carefully wiped her wet hair with a dry handkerchief.

The sunlight shone on their bodies through the French windows with white screens, and the picture of the clothes at this moment, which had aged well, unexpectedly gave birth to the thought in Bo Yanchuan's heart that he wanted to keep this moment forever.

Wouldn't it be nice if for a moment, all of this was real?
But when he came back to his senses, he would laugh at his patheticness again.

How could he have such distant thoughts about a girl whom he had only known for three days.

But this kind of thought was strengthened in his heart by Bo Yanchuan little by little during their relationship.

Mu Xiaoman suddenly picked up the novel in his hand, and pointed to a section of the author's description inside.

Give him a look, "Look, Bo Yanchuan, at this moment we are just like what they wrote. I didn't expect that the description in the book would be reflected in reality, and it would feel so good."

"Then you want to stay by my side forever? Do you want to feel the beauty that is not in the book?"

Mu Xiaoman woke up from the dream and quickly refused, "No, we have an agreement, have you forgotten? You have to help me find my destined person, and I want to go home."

"Go home?" Bo Yanchuan's eyes were dim, and he said disappointedly, "The way you go home is to find your destined person?"

Mu Xiaoman murmured: "That's right, but if I find him sooner, I can go home earlier, so I don't have to trouble you."

"I don't find it troublesome." Bao Yanchuan blurted out, afraid that Mu Xiaoman would slip away from him if he was a second late.

"Mu Xiaoman, is Bai Shuwen really your predestined relationship?"

Bao Yanchuan didn't know why, but in front of her, he was always jealous, inferior, and even afraid.

In front of her, he would tear apart those bad pictures that would never be exposed to outsiders, layer by layer, and expose them to Mu Xiaoman.

It was as if this him who had been torn apart from layers of camouflage was the real Bo Yanchuan, the one he wanted Mu Xiaoman to really have.

Mu Xiaoman hugged the novel, put his chin on the book, tilted his head and said, "That's about it, but I'm not sure, because the last time I went to his house to look for him was just to confirm whether he is."

"I didn't expect that his servants were not only vicious, but also tried to trick me in all kinds of ways."

Bo Yanchuan nervously stepped forward to grab her hand, and asked with concern: "Then are you alright?"

Mu Xiaoman patted his hand with a smile, "Didn't you show up in time and save me?"

"Bo Yanchuan, you are my superhero."

(End of this chapter)