All Dote On One: CEO's Only Love

Weaving mist pushed the shopping cart and strolled slowly in the fresh food area. Rows of shelves were filled with spices. Her slender fingertips brushed the bottles and jars. Shen Yan looked at the chicken in the shopping cart. She seemed to understand something and said with a smile, "are you going to stew for the president?"

Shen Yanxin's words easily hit the heart of thin weaving fog, and her face was slightly red in her long hair. She took a can of seasoning and threw it into the shopping cart. She didn't answer, but her red ears had already given the answer.

“Angles。” A familiar voice suddenly rings behind him. Thin weaving fog slowly turns back, and a familiar face appears in front of his eyes. It is joken.

Her lips originally a little smile, then sink down. Shen Yan heart looked at her, thin weaving fog light said, "you see if you want to buy it, if not, go down and wait for me."

Shen Yan heart understood her meaning, said with a smile, "then you talk slowly, I'll go first." She left the supermarket with her bag on her back and went downstairs.

Bo Zhiwu looks at joken as she strolls aimlessly around the supermarket with her shopping cart. Joken took the lead and said, "I know all about the things that happened some time ago. This is Zhen's fault. No matter what, you should not... " He laughed awkwardly and didn't go on.

Zhen Dao and Lin ruochu are already a piece of pain that can't be erased from the bottom of my heart. Thin weaving mist pretended to be strong and raised her lips. She said, "did Zhen guide let you come here?"

"Do you believe that I happened to meet you As he walked, Joaquin glanced at the thin woven mist standing beside him. Bo Zhiwu chuckled, "it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter whether he let you come or you met me. It doesn't matter."

In fact, you think from Zhen's point of view. His attitude That's understandable. " In fact, he is not good at lobbying. He just thinks that it is difficult for people to understand that the relationship between Zhen Dao and Bo Zhiwu is at the present stage.

She didn't want to mention it again. Lin ruochu and Ji Jiayan felt the pain in her heart.

Bo Zhiwu chuckled, and his heart was even more bitter. "Master, if your closest person thinks you are a murderer and treats you with the most indifferent face when you are most helpless, what would you think?"

Joken is silent. The family concept of country a is not as heavy as that of country C. when the children arrive at 18, they leave home with their bags and start to have their own lives. Therefore, he couldn't put himself in the position of thin weaving fog, and there was no such thing as empathy in this world.

In the end, he just said a word with Bo Zhiwu with a smile, "anyway, no matter what the result is, I believe you will not do such a thing."

Bo Zhiwu's mood has calmed down recently, but after hearing this, her eyes are still red, and her voice trembles slightly, "thank you."

"Where do you live now?" Jocon asked her. Thin weaving fog through the crowd, in the dry goods area to buy some mushrooms, she chuckled, frankly replied to joken, "I'm married."

Joken was slightly surprised. He frowned and asked, "married, with whom? You're not Do you still like Ji Jiayan? " She looked down at the food in the shopping cart.

Still like Ji Jiayan? Perhaps, all the people around me thought that she and Ji Jiayan would come together. Even, she thought so. But Ji Jiayan told Bo Zhiwu with his practical actions, No. He loves someone else, and he's about to get engaged.

In fact, the haze has not collapsed as it did at the beginning. In this world, nothing can be completely satisfactory. Bo Zhiwu looked at joken with a light smile, "Lu Chenzhou."

Jocon looked at her, and his eyes began to look rather pitiful. He said, "angels, do you really think about it?"

"Have you ever thought about it? He and I have got the marriage certificate. I am his wife in the name of law. This is an indisputable fact." So said the thin woven mist.

She pushed the shopping cart and unconsciously arrived at the cashier's desk. Maybe it was near the time of work. More and more people began to come. When Bo Zhiwu settled the account, she stood at the escalator with her bag in her hand, looked at joken and said with a smile, "goodbye, master."

Joken looked at Bo Zhiwu and nodded slightly. He waved to Bo Zhiwu and said, "live a good life. Things will be clear one day. At that time, I will personally pull Zhen to apologize to you."

After all, jocon is a little bit more rational than screening. He said that, let thin weaving fog heart is very moved. The corner of her lips rose slightly, and the light of the supermarket shone on her face.

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carrying things to the vicinity of the parking lot, Shen Yanxin saw her from a distance, and quickly went to help carry things with her. She asked curiously, "did Jook tell you anything?"

Bo Zhiwu shook his head, only chuckled and did not reply. Uncle Li started the car, Bo Zhiwu opened his mobile phone and began to look at how to stew chicken soup. Shen Yan heart see her do not answer, also no longer ask, just quietly watching her.

When she got home, Bo Zhiwu couldn't wait to enter the kitchen. She came down from the upstairs and saw her carrying the ingredients to the kitchen. She asked with a smile, "do you want to cook?"Bo Zhiwu shook her head. She was very lazy. She had to let Wu Ma do a good job in this kind of thing. She stewed Lu Chenzhou with a soup, which was virtuous enough. "No, make a soup."

Shen Yan Xin just changed her shoes. When she saw her like this, she chuckled, glanced at the thin weaving fog, and then looked at Wu Ma. In an ambiguous tone, she said, "yes, I specially cooked soup for the president."

Bo Zhiwu is soaking mushrooms. She looks back and takes a look at Shen Yan's heart. Shen Yan's heart was not stupid. She immediately understood it. She said with a smile, "OK, I know. Now shut up and see if they've made up the room, all right? "

She's just a little slower. According to the instructions on her mobile phone, she cooks soup and stews slowly over a small fire. She should be able to drink it around eight o'clock. She got everything ready and said to her mother, "Ma Wu, look at the fire. I'll go up first."

Wu Ma nodded her head with a smile, and Bo Zhiwu went upstairs to read a book. I don't know why, when it comes to autumn and winter, Bo Zhiwu likes reading books or watching movies by the bay window. I always feel that this is very emotional.

Wu Ma knew that she was reading upstairs, so she specially asked Yan Xin to send a plate of dim sum to let the West Point master just bake the flower cake. And a pot of honey pomelo tea, she cozy nest on the second floor, the sun and the West slant, time passes quickly.

When Lu Chenzhou came back, he didn't see the thin weaving fog and asked, "where is weaving?"

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