After the divorce, the abstinence boss begged me to get back together

Bo Yu stood in front of a white cloth shelf, staring at the white cloth in a daze. He was a little curious about what was covered under it, but he didn't dare to lift it.

Shen Xingwan came over and handed him a box of cold medicine, "This is the cold medicine I found, you can take some."

"Thank you Mr. Shen, I'm fine."

Bo Yu took the medicine and expressed his gratitude.

Shen Xingwan turned his eyes to the white cloth covering the painting, thought of something, and said, "It just so happens that you are here, can you do me a favor?"

"What are you busy with?"

"Help me carry something, I want to hang this painting in the master bedroom."

Shen Xingwan lifted the white cloth covering the easel, and a huge oil painting portrait jumped into view.

It's Feng Yehan's portrait!
The man on the screen looks heroic, handsome, and has deep and affectionate eyes. This is the legendary business genius Feng Yehan, the person Mr. Shen misses the most.

I don't know why, but when he saw this painting, countless light and shadow fragments seemed to pop up in Bo Yu's mind. He still couldn't grasp what it was.

When Bo Yu came back, he brought the binding tools and asked Shen Xingwan where to hang it. After finalizing, he began to punch holes.

When she was drunk last night, she was carried up from the sea by him, and she didn't smell him.

Is it because he is wearing Feng Yehan's clothes, so he has the same smell?

Feng Yehan didn't have any scars from his surgery.

Bo Yu left Bay 19, drove to the nearest convenience store nearby, bought some simple food and ingredients and came back.

Do they think his figure is similar to Feng Yehan?

Bo Yu buttoned up her clothes, and looked at her back in confusion, not knowing why she did that just now, she said he wasn't him, did she mistake him for Feng Yehan just now?

When she came in front of him, she pulled off his shirt without saying a word.

"Mr. Shen, can you check the location?"

Seeing Bo Yu pressing one side of his head, Shen Xingwan asked, "Are you okay? Bo Yu?"

"Mr. Shen, take a break, and I'll take care of the rest! Just take charge of the command."

"Mr. Shen, take a rest. I'll go out and come back soon. I'll bring you something to eat."

His handiwork was pretty good, and it didn't take long before he fixed the expansion screws in place and hung the painting up.

"I'm sorry...you're not...you're not him...you're not..."

If only he could really become Feng Yehan.

But she looked at him from top to bottom, and there was no scar on his body.

"Do you want to hang on this blank wall?" Bo Yu asked.

Not only does it not repel, but even feels that this embrace is very warm and comfortable.

Looking at the back of the man in Feng Yehan's clothes, Shen Xingwan couldn't help the heat in his eyes and the pain in his heart.

The buttons of the home clothes were all undone, revealing the man's good figure, but Shen Xingwan didn't want to see this, but hurriedly searched for the scar between his ribs.

Bo Yu got off the bench, turned around and asked Shen Xingwan.

Shen Xingwan didn't sleep soundly. When she heard footsteps, she opened her eyes.

Rushing back to Bay 19 as quickly as possible, and returning to the upstairs room, Bo Yu walked in gently.

Thinking deeper, his head started to hurt.

Shen Xingwan let go of him, took a few steps back, turned around, and tears fell down.

Bo Yu came forward and removed the tools and other items from her body.

Bo Yu was stunned by her sudden action.

Bo Yu became shy first, a little embarrassed, he didn't know what Shen Xingwan was going to do, could it be that he wanted to...

"That's right, I'm going to find tools, wait for me a moment."

Shen Xingwan nodded, and Bo Yu turned and walked away.

Did Shen Xingwan mistake him for Feng Yehan just now?
Bo Yu turned to look at the man in the portrait, full of envy in his heart, envious that he had a handsome and unruly face, that he had a group of friends and brothers, and that he had a lover who would never give up on him until death.

Bo found that she couldn't get up, so he carried her out of the storage room and sent her back to the bedroom.

Shen Xingwan may have been worrying too much, and his spirit was not very stable. After Bo Yu hung up the painting, he asked her to lie down and rest.

While Shen Xingwan was thinking wildly, Bo Yu had already put her on the bed in the master bedroom and checked her body. She fell and did not cause any injuries.

Thinking about it carefully, ever since he became Shen Xingwan's driver, friends and family members around Shen Xingwan often said that he looked a bit like him.

Bo Yu heard the sound and ran out, followed the sound to find the storage room, entered the door and saw Shen Xingwan fell on the ground, the chair was also overturned, and the tools in the box fell from the shelf and hit her, scattered all over the floor. yes.

But now, she could smell his scent, the faint vanilla scent, exactly the same as Feng Yehan's scent.

"Boss Shen, you..."

He also bought a down jacket and jeans from a roadside clothing store.

After a while, Bo Yu heard a scream and the sound of something falling down.

And when Shen Xingwan looked at the portrait, and then at the man standing next to the portrait, she was in a daze.

If he was Feng Yehan, he had been in a car accident and had scars from surgery on his ribs.

Shen Xingwan stood on the chair to get the toolbox on the shelf, but she slipped on the sole of her foot, stepped on it, and fell down, even the box, and even smashed herself.

"Boss Shen!!!"

She got off the bed and ran towards Bo Yu.

"Bo Yu, are you back?"

"It's okay, are you going to move to the master bedroom?"

"Well, I bought some food, including sandwiches and milk, as well as instant noodles and other food. Will Mr. Shen eat something?"

It feels strange to be nestled in the arms of a man, but she doesn't feel any rejection in her heart, what's going on?

He is not Feng Yehan!

"President Shen, are you okay?"

Why does the more I look at Bo Yu, the more I feel that he resembles Feng Yehan?
Will it be...

Now she was in great pain from the fall, her head was numb, and she couldn't move.

Bo Yu took out the sandwich and milk for her, and Shen Xingwan saw that the brand of the packaging bag was the same as the one Feng Yehan used to buy her.

Could he be Feng Yehan?
At this time, Shen Xingwan's mind became hot. After thinking of this possibility, he could no longer control his doubts.

He was going to help. The size of the painting was very large, and it was not easy for one person to move it. Now they worked together to successfully lift the painting into the master bedroom.

"Okay, thank you."

Shen Xingwan walked out of the room and went to the storage room.

"Why did you buy this brand of sandwiches and milk?" Shen Xingwan asked.

"I think it's delicious, I recommend you try it."

He thoughtfully opened the packing bag and handed it to Shen Xingwan. Shen Xingwan sat on the bedside and took it.

Eating the sandwiches and milk that he used to eat, Shen Xingwan was filled with emotion, "Feng Yehan used to like to buy me sandwiches and milk of this brand."

Bo Yu: "..." Shouldn't he buy this and make her sad?