The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 1915 How much did you participate?
But Bo Yanqing was too self-sufficient. Not to mention girlfriends, there were not many close friends of the opposite sex. As time went by, from the time she was a girl to the time she first fell in love, Song Yuan paid all her attention to such a man. The adults in the family had long forgotten about this. By that time, Song Yuan was already hopelessly obsessed with Bo Yanqing.

After all, the Song family is the woman, and it was Bo Li's ex-wife, Bo Yanqing's biological mother, who agreed to marry him. After her death, the two parties never mentioned the marriage again. After all, it was just a few words of joke at the time. Not true.

The Bo family has not made a clear statement in these years, and the Song family has not been able to take the initiative to take a step closer. In addition, when Bo Yanqing was young, he followed the old lady to settle in Rongcheng. After the two separated, they had less contact. Later, Song Yuan She went to school abroad. After graduation, she rejected invitations from large and small overseas companies and wanted to return to China. However, she did not enter the business circle and instead plunged into the entertainment industry.

Qiao Airu didn't understand it at first but supported it. Anyway, the money the family made was enough to support Song Yuan for several lifetimes. Until a few years ago, Bo Yanqing occasionally returned to the capital and met at banquets or private gatherings. Once Song Yuan drank Drunk, Qiao Airu heard her drunk words while taking care of her.

"I'm standing so tall and shining. I'm a big star. Third brother...can you see me?"

It turns out that she entered the entertainment industry because she wanted Bo Yanqing to see her.

Are you stupid?

How could someone like Bo Yanqing pay attention to a celebrity? If Song Yuan had explained her feelings to her family at the beginning and given her a company to practice with, one day she would be able to have an affair with Bo Yanqing in the mall. Relying on the friendship she had when she was a child, she might become a capable person. For the woman beside him, it's already too late. Song Yuan has long forgotten most of what she learned in college. Now she can only be a glamorous star with a rich second-generation background.

"Tell me honestly, how involved were you in the car accident?"

Song Yuan's eyelids twitched, "Mom, why do you ask that? I am also an injured person."

"There is no one else here, you'd better tell me the truth, otherwise if something happens, I won't be able to protect you even if you don't clean up your tail!"

As soon as Qiao Airu's tone became serious, Song Yuan became afraid and explained everything honestly.

"You're too courageous!" Qiao Airu placed the half-cut apple heavily on the bedside table. She stood up with too much movement and the chair was kicked back. The harsh sound made Song Yuan shrink back. .

Mr. Song opened the door and met Qiao Airu who came out. He was stunned for a moment, "Why do you look like this? Is the child seriously injured?"

Qiao Airu calmed down her emotions and said warmly: "She's fine. I'll go out to see if the food from Yuyuan has been delivered. You stay here with your daughter."

"There's no need for you to go in person, and you're not familiar with this place. Why are you wandering around so late?"

Before Mr. Song could finish his words, Qiao Airu had already left late. He raised his eyebrows and did not chase her. He just opened the door ajar and walked to the bedside to pick up the apple.

"What's wrong with your mother? You're taking advantage of apples to vent your anger?"

On the side that touched the table, the pulp was smashed.

Song Yuan blinked, "Maybe mom is too tired."

"She rushed over as soon as she got the news and never slept a wink. It's possible."

Mr. Song sat down and peeled off the damaged side of the apple, then cut it into pieces and put them on a plate. There was no toothpick anywhere, so he sent it to Song Yuan.