A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

"Uncle Lu, being smart is relative. It doesn't mean that if you think I'm smart, I have to be smart. Sometimes, for some things, I would rather not be smart, so that I don't have to see too thoroughly. Then Doesn’t Zheng Banqiao have a famous saying that lasts through the ages, just four words—it’s rare to be confused!”

In a person's life, being smart is a way of life, and being stupid is also a way of life.

Some things, too clever, is the greatest stupidity.

And before Lu Chenbin's purpose was figured out, Bo Jinghan thought that pretending to be confused was the best way to meet difficulties!

"Heh, it's rare to be confused. The heir of the Bo family, that old fellow Bo Feiyang really picked the right one!"

This chuckle, I don't know if it was ridicule or admiration.

Bao Jinghan's heart was full of twists and turns, ups and downs, but his face was as calm as ever with a smile on his face, and he looked back politely and gently at Father Lu's slightly sharp and probing eyes.

Let his eyes search her.

A faint praise flashed across his eyes.

The speed is so fast that people can't catch it.

But the atmosphere between the two has not changed. In the eyes of others, it is not the comfort of laughing and talking about the situation, but the urgency of the sword.

"Grandpa's vision has always been good. I thank you for your praise on behalf of Grandpa..."

Thinking about Lu's father's meaning in his heart, Bao Jinghan responded calmly.Before she finished speaking, she looked at the tombstone again in a blink of an eye, with a smile on her lips, and said casually: "Actually, the Bo family's vision is very good. The only exception should be her... Mom was overwhelmed by a sad, full of love." The fraudulent love blinded her eyes. She gave her heart by mistake and missed a perfect man. However, this is probably life, and all choices are made by myself, especially in love! Uncle Lu, Are you right?"

"It seems that Miss Bo still understands what I mean."

With a meaningful smile, Lu Chenbin seemed very satisfied to look away, and said in a deep voice: "I asked Miss Bo here today not to scare you, but to miss the old friend. Yes, our two families are still family friends. It is precisely because we are family friends that I have to talk to you alone if I have something to say, instead of putting it on the surface and letting each other tear their faces—"

"Please tell me, Uncle Lu, I will listen with all my ears."

Standing up, Bao Jinghan straightened her back, raised her beautiful face slightly, and looked at Father Lu.

The eyes were intertwined, as if two clusters of flames were colliding fiercely in mid-air, refusing to give in to each other!

She is very indifferent, very quiet.

The elegance and dignity cultivated by good upbringing are everywhere, even though the eyes are rebellious, but there is no disgusting publicity in her body.

If she put aside her hatred and that background, she would be a good candidate.

However -

"Miss Bo, how long have you known my son?"

"Your grandson is four years old, and I have met Lu Yan for five years. I believe you already know about the various oolongs in the middle, and the past, so I don't need to explain in detail. As for the time of formal acquaintance, calculate it carefully. Forget it, it should only be a few short months, counting from the day I returned to China..."

Raising his eyebrows and smiling slightly, Bao Jinghan seemed to have a plan in his heart, knowing what Lu's father would say next.

But she just didn't mention a word, just asked him: "Uncle Lu, is what you want to say related to this topic?"