He raised his eyes and looked at the quiet second floor. Bo Jiushen secretly lowered his voice: "What are you going to do next when you bring someone back?"

Bo Jingxing lowered his eyes thoughtfully and said lightly: "As long as she accepts my proposal, I will marry her."

"I'm not asking this..."

Bojiu sighed helplessly, glanced at him with a silence, thinking about how to speak.

As a competent sister, of course she knew that her younger brother had true love for the girls upstairs, otherwise she would not have refused to return to Beijing for five years, and would not have been willing to contact other women as her father's arrangements.

but……

"Jing Xing, if she remembered another identity in a while, would she still agree to your proposal?"

Worriedly speaking the cruel reality, Bo Jiu continued hesitantly: "And she has a baby, this kind of thing can't be hidden sooner or later. Although the lost five years is unfair to you, that

The baby needs her mommy too.”

Bo Jingxing was silent for a moment, "Sister, do you have no confidence in me?"

"No." Bo Jiu said helplessly and looked puzzled: "Even if you are not my brother, you are also a very good man. If you want to compete with any man, you have a chance of winning. The key to the problem is..."

"The key to the problem is that she is the girl I love now. I have been waiting for five years and don't want to wait for the second five years."

After interrupting Bo Jiu seriously, Bo Jingxing said with a deep expression: "Father, please convince him not to let Xiaoqian see the clues."

"You haven't been home for the past five years and finally found the girl you like. How dare the old man go against your wishes?"

Bo Jiu said this and sighed with laughter: "After that being said, if it weren't for your performance over the past five years, even if Xiaoqian was a very bad guy, the old man wouldn't have agreed to your marriage with her."

After all, the heirs of the Bo family play an important role.

Even if Bo Jingxing is a complete playboy, he is worthy of being a wealthy daughter and a wealthy family.

Bo Jingxing nodded slightly: "So, everything is ready now. As long as Xiaoqian agrees, we will hold the wedding immediately."

"Okay, now as long as you are willing to get married and have children, the old man will have nothing to ask for."

Bo Jiu shrugged, turned around and walked towards the door, waved his back to him: "I see Xiaoqian is very nervous. You go upstairs to accompany her, you don't have to send me away."

Bo Jingxing watched Bo Jiu leave and returned to the room where Qin Yiren was temporarily living as usual.

"Xiaoqian, are you tired? Do you want to eat?" Sitting sideways beside her bed, Bo Jingxing looked at her holding the cup in a restless manner, and asked patiently and meticulously: "Don't like strawberry juice?"

"No, I like it very much."

Qin Yiren gave him a big smile, picked up the strawberry juice from the cup and took a sip. Qingmei's eyebrows and eyes were a little nervous and timid, and her white teeth nippled her lower lip.

Bo Jingxing held her hand, his voice warm and reassuring: "Tell me, what are you worried about?"

"Jing Xing, I didn't expect to meet Uncle Bo so soon."

Qin Yiren was nervously nestled in the quilt and said in a panic: "I can't move around now, and I haven't prepared gifts. I can't cook and cook, so I must be very rude."

"My father has a casual personality, and he won't care about your disrespect." Bo Jingxing looked at her with a funny look, "And, you don't really want to neglect him, you just have to, right?"

What he said makes sense.

But it is hard to say whether the elders think this way.

Qin Yiren pursed her lips gently, and a slightly cold sweat was hidden in her thin white palms.

Her impression of male elders mainly comes from her adoptive father, who was a vulgar and irritable man.

Although she was idle and too lazy to work, she had to pretend to be the head of the family at home. Her often furious personality made her adoptive mother and her tremble.

Although Bo Jingxing's father could not be a person like his adoptive father, Bo Jingxing's family background is excellent, and his father is likely to be a very majestic person.

But she really has no confidence and can leave a good impression in front of such elders.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant, and Qin Yiren scratched Bo Jingxing's hand: "I will come on. If there is anything wrong with doing, you have to tell me secretly."

"good."

Bo Jingxing circled her slender fingers, looked at her with a gentle and affectionate look, which almost made people drown. "With me here, you don't need to worry about anything."

Qin Yiren nodded nervously.

After that, she seized the time to sleep and wanted to raise her spirits to meet the elders of the Bo family.

Bo Jingxing watched her sleep, raised his hand and gently touched her slightly cool forehead, understanding that the operation had greatly damaged her body and took a long time to recuperate.

I got up and went downstairs to make a phone call. Soon someone brought Michelin takeaway.

In order to let his father understand that he was serious, Bo Jingxing rolled up his sleeves and cooked himself, and made three dishes and one soup in a short time, and placed it on the dining table at the same time as the takeaway he had just delivered.

He took care of everything lightly, and he came upstairs to ask Qin Yiren to get up.

The second floor of the villa, on Kingsize's bed.

Qin Yiren's beautiful face was pale, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her slender eyelashes trembled gently in the dream, and she couldn't wake up like a nightmare.

"Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian?"

Thinking of his senior brother's advice about the amnesia patient, Bo Jingxing felt a trembling heart and called her name in a low voice, "Xiaoqian, wake up."

Qin Yiren opened her eyes blankly and looked at the strange and familiar man in front of her.

Her thoughts were still immersed in the dream just now, her heartbeat roaring in her ears, and she didn't know what was going on for a moment.

"Xiaoqian, are you having a nightmare?"

Pulling out the wet wipes from the bedside table, Bo Jingxing gently wiped her cheeks and forehead.

The slight chill made her wake up, and the light in her eyes began to focus, and at the same time, the incident before falling asleep sounded: "Oh, have I overslept? Uncle Bo and his sister have arrived?"

Seeing that she seemed to have forgotten the scene in her dream, Bo Jingxing felt relieved and smiled and coaxed her: "No, I think you may need some time to wash and dress up and call you twenty minutes in advance."

Qin Yiren patted her pounding chest, "That's great, I want to wash my face, is it better to tie my hair up?"

Bo Jingxing carried her to a wheelchair, pushed her to the bathroom, and bent over to wipe her face with a wet towel.

Within such a close distance, Qin Yiren looked at the handsome and gentle man and couldn't help but blush his cheeks.

Bo Jingxing took all her reactions and extended the time to wash without any trace. Finally, he took a comb and gently combed her long waist-length hair.
Chapter completed!