Sweet and sweet! Mr. Bo is paranoid and hard to control.

At this moment, Sunan opened the door and came with an enchanting woman in his arms.

His eyes searched around the box, but he didn't see Bo Shaojin's figure. There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. However, he was instantly attracted to the pried open mahjong table in the center. "You guys are so cruel. This is a fight." Mahjong? Or playing mahjong? It’s so wild!” Sunan’s words were full of ruffianism.

Everyone present doesn’t understand!

But he just smiled.

On the contrary, Mr. Liu walked up to Sunan with light steps, his eyes shining brightly, "Brother Nan, our eldest brother is injured."

Sunan raised the corners of his eyes slightly, and shallow wrinkles appeared on his forehead, "Speak clearly."

"Brother's hand was stuck in the mahjong table, and there was blood." Mr. Liu was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so he turned his head and looked at the melancholy woman, poking at the heart, "Miss Shu, you think so!"

"Boring!" When Zhu Tingting heard Mr. Liu's words, she gave him an angry look and walked away, her face looking as ugly as possible.

Shu Tingting passed by Sunan and happened to meet Sunan's doubtful eyes. Seeing the dog man holding a soft and fragrant soft jade in his arms, Shu Tingting's heart ignited with anger. He raised his high heels and pointed hard at Sunan's black leather shoes. A hard kick.

Sunan saw how lethal the heels of high heels were. He quickly let go of the woman next to him, lifted the stepped foot, and took a breath of cold air.

"Shu Tingting, you"

"Humph!"

With a cold scoff from Shu Tingting, she disappeared into the box, and even the door was slammed shut by her.

Sunan quickly found a nearby sofa and sat down, rubbing the tips of his toes that had been stepped on.

"Ha ha."

In the box, everyone laughed one after another.

Miss Shu’s temper is indeed well-deserved!

The woman who was clinging to Sunan was about to move in to help. After receiving Sunan's warning look, she wisely left the box.

On the contrary, Young Master Liu was minding his own business and sat next to Sunan. He put his arms around his shoulders and said, "Miss Shu, you are being left out."

Sunan understood instantly.

Is this because I took anger from my friend and took it out on myself?

Damn it!

He was wronged for no reason.

"She deserves it for being such a shrew!" Sunan said sincerely. Thinking of what Mr. Liu said before, Sunan urged, "Let's get down to business."

Bo Shaojin was injured playing mahjong, but Sunan didn't believe it if he was beaten to death!

Bo Shaojin rarely played mahjong, but he was the best in the circle. Winning or losing was completely in his hands. However, Sunan also noticed the blood stains on the mahjong table, which showed that Mr. Liu was not lying.

Moreover, the people present did not dare to discuss Bo Shaojin's injury.

"Brother is a hero saving a beauty. He was worried that the little girl's hand was injured. In order to save her, he got his hand stuck in the small crack of the mahjong table." Mr. Liu is still recalling how fast the eldest brother was at that time. Before they noticed that the little girl's hand was stuck in the mahjong table, the eldest brother... Could it be that the eldest brother's eyes were on the little girl from the beginning, otherwise, he would not have been so quick.

This idea came to him, and even he was shocked!

The little girl is already Bo Cheng's person, how is this possible?

What's more, the eldest brother has a mysophobia. No matter how beautiful the little girl is, the eldest brother should not get involved!

"You mean, he hurt himself to save the little girl?" Sunan repeated.

Mr. Liu saw Sunan's eyes widening, as if he could finally pour out all the food he had eaten. Looking at Sunan's exaggerated expression, Mr. Liu nodded with satisfaction.

He continued to drop a shocking statement, "That little girl is Bo Cheng's girlfriend."

Sunan's throat rolled, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and repeated what Mr. Liu said in disbelief, "Is that girl still Bo Cheng's girlfriend?"

Mr. Liu noticed that the other party kept talking like a parrot, and the smile on his face became deeper. It was obvious that Sunan's mind had not recovered from the shock, "Yeah."

1, 2, 3

Mr. Liu thought silently in his heart.

Sure enough, before the count reached three, Sunan jumped up into the air, looking for someone in all directions.

"Damn" Sunan uttered several vulgar words one after another, and tightly grasped Mr. Liu's tie with both hands, "Where are they, please tell me quickly." This is not a lively event, so he is not called Sunan!

Mr. Liu really didn't expect Sunan to be so excited until the collar around his neck was tightened and he was almost out of breath. He said in a hoarse voice, "We just walked through the side door not long ago."

The next second, he was thrown away by Sunan.

Sunan disappeared into the room like a gust of wind.

Mr. Liu stretched out his hand, smoothed his tie, and complained again and again, "Brother is just protecting the little girl, why is he so excited?"

When Sunan chased out, he happened to meet an acquaintance.

"Uncle Wu, where is the eldest brother?"

Wu Bozheng had a frown on his face. Hearing Sunan's words, he told the truth, "I just got into Assistant Lin's car."

Sunan Bagua's heart was instantly extinguished.

the other side.

The black Rolls-Royce Phantom was speeding on the road. Assistant Lin drove the car steadily, with his heart in his throat. He noticed that the injured person in the back seat was General Empress Bo, even though he acted calmly and calmly. , the speed was faster than usual but revealed his mood.

In the back seat, An Yin's injured fingers were slightly curled up. Except for the thumb, the other four fingers were slightly red and swollen.

She secretly glanced sideways and her eyes fell on Bo Shaojin's injured hand. Before getting into the car, Uncle Wu saw that the bleeding on his hand had stopped, so he simply wrapped it in gauze.

"Yes, I'm sorry for causing you trouble!" An Yin's voice was shallow, but his words were sincere.

An Yin was very embarrassed that such an unpleasant thing happened on the night of his birthday, not to mention that this man was injured just to save himself.

After getting in the car, Bo Shaojin closed his eyes and looked a little tired.

Until a warm whisper came to his ears, his dark eyes slowly opened, and his peripheral vision glanced at the little girl.

In front of him, the little girl lowered her head most of the time, looking like she had done something wrong. She was so meek that she didn't even dare to speak too loudly.

What she said caused trouble for him, but Bo Shaojin agreed! Thanks to her, he was actually injured by the mahjong table? No need to guess, someone in the circle will definitely use this matter to stab him in the future!

"Does your hand still hurt?" Bo Shaojin ignored what she said and asked about her injury.

Obviously he was seriously injured.

"A little." An Yin was afraid of pain.

When she was a child, she would cry for a long time even if her skin was broken, and An Ying would have to coax her for a while before she could stop.

Assistant Lin clearly felt that the air pressure in the car had dropped a lot.

Bo Shaojin saw that her injured finger was extremely red and felt it was very dazzling.

The little girl’s skin is so delicate!

When the car arrived at the city hospital, I could only go to the emergency room at night.

Assistant Lin held two registration slips in his hand and was speechless for a moment.

But Mr. Bo just said, "Take her to the doctor first."

An Yin's refusal was ignored.

They were treated by a young male doctor.

The doctor also wanted Bo Shaojin to check first. After all, his hand was wrapped in blood-stained gauze and looked scary.

The little girl's fingers were only slightly swollen, and she had no other symptoms upon questioning.

However, Bo Shaojin stood behind the little girl, motionless, and said in a cold tone, "Look at her first!"

The doctor couldn't resist him, and feeling the strong aura of the man in front of him, looking at him made people involuntarily feel a sense of submission.