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

"I don't want to know, why did Mr. Bo suddenly call me here?"

Li Fusu, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke.

Hearing the sound, Bao Jinghan, who had been looking sideways at the scenery outside the window, froze, and turned to look at him.

He said softly with a half-smile: "Grandpa's temper, don't you understand? He didn't tell me that it was you who asked me to pick you up, so he certainly didn't tell me why he asked you to come. And what he didn't want to say Son, I don't need to bother to guess. Because, his old ginger is too spicy, and I only make mistakes once, and that would be too shocking!"

"Little guy, the whole Bo family, you are the only one who dare to say that about Mr. Bo."

Little guy is Li Fusu's nickname for Bo Jinghan.

Only when he was in a good mood would he call out unconsciously.

As for this nickname, Li Yi said that because Li Fusu was young, Bo Qingqing often called her a little guy, so when he came to Bao Jinghan, he also called her a little guy.

At first, Bao Jinghan was extremely unimpressed with this title.

I always feel that we are of the same generation, not many years apart.But when he yelled, she seemed to be short for an instant, which made her very uncomfortable.

But later on, due to Li Fusu's power policy, she got used to listening to it, so she didn't challenge him for a title.Of course, there are more or less other reasons, but those have already become her past when she grew up!

Thinking of this, Bao Jinghan couldn't help but smile.

At the same time, he hugged himself with his arms around his chest, squinted his eyes, looked at him, and imitated his tone jokingly, and said, "Everyone, each other! Brother Li, the whole Bo family, only you, dare to call out the name of the little guy!" Me! Darling, next time I hear you call me that, I will call you dad!"

She couldn't imitate his cold and beautiful voice, so she turned back into a joke while talking.

The two eyes met.

Li Fusu looked at her eyebrows and eyes, and some gentle memories faintly appeared in his heart, and his voice could not help softening: "Jing Han, you have changed a lot. It seems that you have gained a lot when you return to China this time... How about it, I still like it." here?"

"It's not a small harvest, but the pressure is also quite high. You don't even know that grandpa has been worse than when you oppressed me to work for the group. After the wedding holiday, they kicked me up there. The old man walks the dog and amuses the cat, entertains his grandchildren, and when the weather is nice, he invites three or five old friends to have a party for tea, go to the gym, let alone have a good time!"

Thinking of Bo Lao's happy look, Bao Jinghan said so, but felt comforted in his heart.

She can't replace the scars left by her mother on grandpa's heart, all she can do is care about his health, and share the burden for him, so that his old age can be smoother and happier.

"Jinghan, don't play around with me. You should know that I am asking you and caring about you."

There is another sentence that he didn't say directly.

All he cares about is her feelings.

Another Bo Qingqing is enough for the Bo family, he doesn't want her to repeat the same mistakes!

"I?"

Bao Jinghan stared at him, smiled knowingly, and said after a long silence, "I'm fine. Before I came back, I really didn't like this place, because there are too many things here that I don't want to recall. But after I came back, I found that what you said was right. Although some things are painful and unacceptable, they exist for no reason and cannot be obliterated or replaced by anything. What we can do is to accept it , and then try my best to turn it into what I want..."