Addicted to pretending to be good, paranoid Mr. Bo can't stop

"You should be very concerned about Bo Chenchuan's situation now, why don't you go to my place first?"

Mr. Bo's voice immediately turned his expression serious, and asked back with trembling eyes, "Bo Chenchuan is at home now?"

She hesitated.

Mingming just said that he had no contact with him.

Now turning around and saying that Bo Chenchuan is at home, it is really hard to convince people.

She rolled her throat and continued, "I still have to go back tonight, and I'll visit you next time I have a chance."

She wanted to get out of here quickly tonight.

"He was seriously injured a few days ago, so I asked someone to take him home."

There was a rush in his voice, as if he was eager to keep her: "I believe, you must have something to say to him."

"And he won't last long."

Jiang Yuan's words came to a sudden stop.

Her heart was beating violently, and hearing about Bo Chenchuan's situation made her originally pretty face turn pale.

His head was buzzing.

"What do you mean you can't hold on?" She gritted her teeth and asked with teary eyes.

"He was accidentally injured in the waist, plus the leg problem..."

"The body will soon be unable to hold on." His tone was light and light, and even his expression was indifferent, without any clues.

In Jiang Yuan's mind, he could only hear Mr. Bo saying that he was dying.

These simple words made her look like a different person immediately.

"Pa-ta" her hand slipped down on the seat, and her whole body limply limp on the seat.

It's all her fault.

Thoughts welling up in her mind made her mutter to herself.

"No...impossible." Jiang Yuan shook her head desperately, her eyes were empty, "Can't the current medical technology be able to save him?"

She shook her head desperately, and kept denying: "It's impossible not to go on!"

"It's not like you don't know Bo Chenchuan's temperament, how could Lie Di not be able to hold on."

Her voice was piercing, like a girl who was deeply in love but could not find happiness.

The driver felt a sudden pain in his heart.

But the old man Bo in front of him remained expressionless, and a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes unconsciously listening to her words.

"It is estimated that there is no hope of living."

He spoke coldly, but Jiang Yuan felt uncomfortable hearing it.

Jiang Yuan's heart turned cold.

She knew that he was lying to herself, and she couldn't stay for a moment. She hugged Xia Xia and turned her head to walk towards the car door, "I want to get out of the car."

Seeing that her mood fluctuated a little, there was a change in front of him.

"He's around here." There was compassion in his eyes.

"I advise you to go and see him."

Her fingers pinched into her palm fiercely, and the bright red color instantly blurred.

Suppressing the pain, trying to find a way to wake himself up, biting his lips and not speaking.

The bones of the body straightened a lot.

The whole body was on guard and did not dare to act rashly, the man in front of him always felt very sinister.

"If you don't go, maybe he will never appear in front of you."

"Aren't you willing to see him for the last time?" His voice was full of pity: "Tell him the truth about this child."

Jiang Yuan was stunned.

In her memory, this child should belong to Gu Minzhou without accident.

But what old man Bo said made her a little suspicious.

Looking down at Xia Xia who was sleeping soundly in his arms, he hesitated for a moment and said, "I won't go."

"I'm not on the same road as him, so I won't meet him."

There was hesitation in her voice, but her eyes were very firm. She would never put her daughter in danger again.

This is her bottom line.

"And . . . I'm sure he's going to be fine, I'm sure."

Mr. Bo took the little milk bag in her arms, and asked tentatively, "Have you really thought it through?"

She nodded slightly, with tears still on her face, her voice was firm and decisive, "Yes."

What Xia Xia needs now is stability.

She doesn't want to take any more risks.

This is what she should do as a mother.

"Uncle Bo, thank you for sending me here." She said, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if to comfort herself, she firmly held Xia Xiarou's little hand.

"You're welcome, pay attention to safety on the road."

"Yeah." She smiled obediently until her back disappeared into the night.

The black car never left.

The old man Bo in the car immediately changed his appearance, and punched the car window heavily.

"Wen Ting, I might ask you something." She carefully placed Xia Xia on the bed and covered her with a small blanket.

Looking at the woman in front of her with a solemn expression, she continued, "I'm leaving for a few days, please help me take care of her."

Her voice was full of helplessness and reluctance.

Xia Xia slept deeply, with a sweet smile on her pink and jade-carved face.

She touched her daughter's chubby little face, bent down and kissed her forehead, "waiting for mom to come back."

Wen Ting didn't ask much, just sighed and looked at her seriously, "You must be careful."

Her words gave Jiang Yuan endless strength.

She nodded, then turned and left Wen Ting's house.

As soon as he walked out of the community, the black car slowly rolled down the window, "Miss Jiang, did something fall?"

She lowered her eyes to the kind old man Bo.

Pointing to the mobile phone on the back seat, the corners of his eyes curled into a smile, "It seems that God directed me to take a look at Bo Chenchuan."

The man's expression changed when he heard that.

Immediately laughed, "Hurry up and get in the car."

The driver sighed and drove the car slowly into the urban area.

He led her through the neon lights, her heart was beating wildly.

She knew she was taking a risk now.

But she was willing to take another risk for Bo Chenchuan one last time.

The atmosphere in the car was a little tense, the driver frowned as if he had something to say, and stared at her sullenly.

"Master driver, do you have something to tell me?"

Jiang Yuan looked up at him, a pair of dark eyes shining brightly.

The driver frowned, immediately turned his gaze away and did not speak.

Mr. Bo looked up, as if warning, "My driver is usually very warm-hearted, maybe he is afraid that you will never return."

Her words inadvertently made him feel a little creepy.

Stretching out his pale white hands and hooking his eyes, he smiled, "Master Bo, you really know how to joke."

"How could it be impossible to come back? I just told my friend about my whereabouts. If I really couldn't come back, the police would have come to the door."

The words of the two carried temptations to each other.

It seemed as if they had figured out the other party's hole cards long ago.

The car was parked outside a detached villa.

The bodyguard standing outside respectfully opened the car door, and she got out of the car, looking up at the villa in front of her.

It feels a little familiar.

"I seem to have been here before." Her voice was soft and light.

"You came before."

Although he whispered, he was heard by old man Bo, who stared at the woman in front of him with a strange smile on his face.

"Come in quickly, Bo Chenchuan may not be able to wait."