Asen looked embarrassed.

Although he followed Qin Yiren under Bo Jingxing's order, they were lonely men and widows after all, and he didn't want to cause the young master to misunderstand.

After thinking about it, Asen chose a more secure way: "Miss Qin, I want to call and ask Master Jingxing what he meant, please wait."

Qin Yiren nodded listlessly.

Asen pushed the door open and left, went to the corridor to make a phone call, and quickly came back with the phone: "Ms. Qin, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"fine……"

Qin Yiren looked back and saw that he had not finished the call, so he simply reached out to him: "Give me your phone, I'll tell me."

Asenru received an amnesty and stepped forward to hand over her cell phone: "Please."

Qin Yiren took the phone and greeted her softly: "Jing Xing."

"Xiaoqian." Bo Jingxing called out her name and asked in a warm voice: "Where are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want Asen... No, I'll go back now and take you to the hospital for a check-up?"

Qin Yiren smiled, and her self-pitying mood felt a little better because of the man's concern.

"I'm fine, don't give up the old lady's family dinner. She is now disliked by me. If I believe that I bewitch you and her, I'm probably going to be sent back to Jianghai immediately."

I still feel like joking when I hear her.

Bo Jingxing sighed softly: "Sorry, Xiaoqian, I don't know what will turn out like this. Maybe I shouldn't have let you do it at the beginning..."

He didn't insist on leaving Qin Yiren just now, and he was also worried about these things.

But looking at grandma's attitude, it seems that she has not softened because of Xiaoqian's obedience, as if she has recognized Song Keke as her future granddaughter-in-law.

But he had not yet figured out how to talk to his grandmother, and he could no longer affect his grandmother's view of Xiaoqian.

"Don't say that, of course I'm very happy if you're willing to bring me to meet my family."

Qin Yiren lowered her eyes and smiled slightly, hesitated for a moment and continued, "I don't mean to hate the old lady, really."

"I know."

When Bo Jingxing said this, other voices came from the other side of his phone: "Brother Jingxing, grandma is looking for you, saying that you are rarely back, so be lively with them."

Bo Jingxing paused, "...Okay, I'll come right away."

After saying that.

He said to his cell phone again: "I will finish the matter here as soon as possible, don't go to the hotel to rest, and ask Asen to take you back to Bo's house. Speaking of which, you have not been to my room yet, have you?"

Qin Yiren burst into laughter: "Is this okay? Visit your boudoir casually..."

Bo Jingxing laughed and said slowly: "Please see if you like the Bo family environment."

Imagining the room owned by the little Bo Jingxing, Qin Yiren blinked in interest, "Well... see you later?"

“See you later.”

Put down your phone.

Qin Yiren looked at Asen, and Asen nodded immediately: "The car is right below. Please come with me, Miss Qin."

...

After a while.

The car stopped in front of a European-style villa.

Qin Yiren got out of the car, looked up at the exaggerated building in front of him, and personally experienced the gap between the Qin family and the Bo family.

Not to mention that every inch of land in the capital is valuable, just looking at the area of ​​the house, it is more than two larger than the Qin family’s villa.

Asen closed the car door and seemed to be very familiar with it.

The security guard guarding the door opened the door, and Qin Yiren followed Asen into the courtyard of the villa and admired the scenery on both sides of the garden.

Unlike the scenery of the small bridge and flowing water on Mrs. Bo.

This house is gorgeous and wide, with only a handful of servants coming and going, making people feel indescribable loneliness.

Pay attention to her expression.

Asen explained conscientiously: "Ms. Qin, the young master has not returned to Beijing for many years, and the eldest lady has another residence. Mr. Bo doesn't like the existence of outsiders in the place where he lives. These servants are to maintain the normal operation of the house."

Qin Yiren nodded slightly and asked impatiently: "Where is Jingxing's room?"

Asen laughed in silence, "Third floor, go here."

Along the way.

The servant looked at Qin Yiren, who was regarded as a VIP by Asen, and bent down at the same time to express his welcome to her.

Qin Yiren smiled embarrassedly, not wanting to cause trouble for these people, so he quietly accelerated his pace.

Pay attention to her behavior.

Asen looked at her thoughtfully, without evaluating her tenderness, but cooperated to speed up and took her to the door of Bo Jingxing's room.

"This is Young Master Jingxing's room. The decorations inside are all the same as before. There are often servants going in to clean them. If you want to rest, the quilts and pillows on the bed are clean."

"Thanks."

Qin Yiren thanked with a smile and pushed open the door with great anticipation.

It was afternoon now.

Warm sunlight sprinkles in from the half-covered curtains, creating hazy light and shadow.

Because of Mr. Bo's preference, the whole villa was very quiet, and Asen left with a wink, leaving both time and space for Qin Yiren himself.

Standing at the door silently for a moment, Qin Yiren raised her eyes to watch the layout in the room.

Unlike the black, white and gray colors in the bedroom, this bedroom is very warm and silver blue. The furniture placed in the room is styled from more than ten years ago. There are more than a dozen photos on the bookshelf, and there are also little boys who like it.

various models.

Walk into this room...

It gives people the feeling of touching another Bo Jingxing whom I never knew.

Unable to help but smile, Qin Yiren walked to the bookshelf, gently picked up the nearest photo frame, and looked at the little boy with a quiet look on it.

This photo was probably taken by Bo Jingxing when he was about ten years old. Bo Jiu was facing the cliff, holding a windmill and laughing. The background of the photo seemed to be out of China, and the scenery was quite beautiful.

The slender fingertips touched the small thin scenery in the photo.

Qin Yiren raised the corners of her lips and carefully put the photo back into the original position, and replaced it with the next photo.

The protagonist of this picture is no longer Bo Jingxing, but a beautiful and graceful woman with a slight fold at the corners of her eyes. She smiles lightly at the camera, looking very dignified and elegant.

Although I have never met, this person is probably Bo Jingxing's mother.

Momo greeted his elders in his heart.

Perhaps because the servant in charge of cleaning was not very serious, Qin Yiren rubbed the dust on the photos with her cuffs and looked at other photos one by one.

It can be seen.

The reason why Uncle Bo doesn't re-release is very obvious. He is Bo Jingxing's mother who really loves Bo Jingxing. Even though his wife has passed away for ten years, he still cannot accept other women taking over the position of his deceased wife.

I heard from Bo Jingxing that his mother was also from a famous family and this marriage was blessed by everyone, including Mrs. Bo.

so……
Chapter completed!