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

"Dad, are you looking for me?"

"It's much better, I'm worrying you."

"Feel sorry!"

……

Bo Junchen's answer clearly entered her ears.

But I don't know what Bo Lao said, but Bo Junchen suddenly stopped talking.

Bao Jinghan quietly turned his eyes to look at Bao Junchen.

Seeing that he looked solemn, but listened very seriously, he couldn't help but become more suspicious, wondering what Bo Lao was talking about.

With the passage of time, when the number was still a little bit higher, she finally heard Bo Junchen's answer, but it was just a few words, calm and without any emotion.

"I see, Dad. You should rest earlier, I will let Hanhan go back..."

hang up.

Bo Junchen was playing with the mobile phone that seemed to still have the warmth in her palm.

Staring down, he didn't notice that Bao Jinghan had already walked over.

All I saw was that plain white hand stretched out in front of him, and took the cell phone away from his hand.

Bo Junchen raised his head almost subconsciously, and the gazes of the two suddenly collided again.

Only this time, her gaze was calm, while his gaze was like a vast sea, calm on the surface, but turbulent inside.

"Uncle, take good care of your wounds. If you want to eat anything, just tell Brother Xiao Lin, and I will let Aze fix it and bring it to you."

"Ah."

"You don't need to worry about the outside affairs. I will let Li Yi deal with the rumors and gossip. Believe me, he is very capable!"

"Ok, I know."

It seems that the cold, indifferent, Bo Junchen who cherishes words like gold has returned to him.

This made Bao Jinghan really not know what to say for a while, so he could only stare at him for a while.In the end, she lowered her eyes and breathed heavily: "I'm going first. Uncle, I'll come see you again in a few days."

I thought that this time he would give a "hmm".

But after waiting for a few seconds, Bo Junchen didn't even give her such a simple nasal sound.

Bao Jinghan also didn't want to stay in such a depressing and extremely unpleasant place.

She picked up her handbag, nodded slightly to him, and turned to leave.

They all walked to the door.

Bo Junchen's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Jing Han!"

"Ok?"

Stopping, Bao Jinghan responded lightly, but did not turn around.

Just standing upright with his back turned to him, seemed a little stiff.

Bo Junchen looked at her back, and a complicated regret flashed through his cold black pupils.

Pausing for a few seconds, he only heard him ask: "I'm sorry, if I hadn't insisted on going my own way, I would have given up this wedding that would not have been happy earlier, maybe tomorrow you would not have to step into the church so early."

"You knew already?"

"Well, I see. Hanhan, if you don't want to—"

Before Bo Junchen could finish speaking.

Bao Jinghan laughed lightly, then turned sideways, turned to look at him, and responded with the briskest voice: "Tomorrow's wedding will not be unsatisfactory. On the contrary, it will be very grand!"

……

In the corridor outside the ward.

Lu Yan leaned sideways on the edge of the window, condescendingly looking down at the lights outside the window.

Xueying approached, handed him a cup of coffee, turned his eyes to follow his gaze, and teased: "Young Master Yan, aren't you worried?"

"What are you worried about?" Hearing this, Lu Yan shifted his gaze and looked at him inexplicably.

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