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you are my future wife don't care what other people think

After seeing off the police, Qin Yiren closed the door in a sigh.

The stepmother's greed and her father's indifference all prove that Jiang Yun's situation is even more miserable than she imagined.

No wonder Jiang Yun hated Bo Jingxing so deeply.

Back to Bo Jingxing thoughtfully, Qin Yiren gently pulled his cuff, "Jingxing..."

As the victim of the car accident, although she did not sympathize with Jiang Yun for this, she felt it was necessary to meet Jiang Yun again and explain the truth to the other party.

Telling Bo Jingxing the idea, Qin Yiren continued with great thoughts: "I don't know if this will make Jiang Yun feel better."

"Don't go."

Bo Jingxing held her hand, leaned on the pillow behind him, and said lightly: "She won't believe you."

"Even if she doesn't believe me, I want to tell her." Qin Yiren pursed her lips seriously and said seriously: "Believe it or not is her business."

Meeting the little woman's clear eyes, Bo Jingxing laughed silently.

He raised his hand and pinched her face. He said helplessly and indulgently: "Then wait until I'm discharged from the hospital and accompany you to the mental hospital."

Qin Yiren playfully stuck out her tongue and shook her head: "No, I'll go alone. I think Jiang Yun will lose his mind when he sees you."

By that time, it was another chaotic situation.

Bo Jingxing frowned in disagreement, "Jiang Yun is a madman, I don't agree with you meeting her alone."

"Then let the nurse be present, I know you can do it."

Qin Yiren blinked his eyes, and Meng passed the test and gently shook his arm, "Jing Xing, please agree to me quickly."

Bo Jingxing pursed his thin lips slightly, and spoke for a while: "I remember, you and Jiang Yun are not friends."

"Um."

Qin Yiren raised her face and smiled slightly, and continued with a soft voice: "I just don't want her to hate you. I heard from the nurse that when Jiang Yun was alone, he often said some terrible words..."

Speaking of this, she looked wandering with guilt.

‘Scary words’ - a relatively gentle description. After all, Jiang Yun directly cursed Bo Jingxing and died on the spot.

However.

Even if Qin Yiren said it was obscure, Bo Jingxing could still understand the meaning of it.

The corners of his thin lips raised slightly, and he looked at the uncomfortable little woman in front of him and asked seriously: "Do you believe it?"

"I'm a medical student, of course I don't believe it."

Hearing the man's joke, Qin Yiren gave him a pretty look, and pursed his lips with a silence, "But, since it's related to you... it's better to believe it."

Out of the shame that the medical student should not believe in ghosts and gods, her voice became smaller and smaller.

Bo Jingxing's heart softened, and his eyes were full of gentleness at her, and then he looked at the light bulb that was intoxicating the scenery in the room: "Do you have something to do?"

"No, I'm fine!"

Finally, I found the time to say goodbye. The assistant slipped to the door as if he was amnesty and reported before leaving: "Mr. Bo, your sister will arrive at the airport at 2 pm. I will invite her directly to the hospital to meet you."

After the words fell, the door closed.

Qin Yiren felt guilty and unconsciously nervous: "Ms. Bo knew that you had said something after you were hospitalized?"

Since she and Bo Jingxing left the capital, they have not seen the elders of the Bo family again for half a month.

Bo Jingxing smiled slightly, and Yun Danfengqing gave the answer: "She knew I was not seriously injured, and it was another accident. She just told me to take care of myself."

“Um…”

Qin Yiren bulged her cheeks and looked at him with aggrieved little eyes, her voice soft as if she was acting coquettish: "Jing Xing, you know I'm not asking this."

"You are my future wife, don't care about other people's opinions."

Bo Jingxing pulled her into his arms and hugged her, put her chin on her shoulder, and continued as if coaxing and comforting: "And Bo Jiu is easy to get along with, you don't need to be stressed."

"She is your sister, not someone else."

Qin Yiren snuggled in his arms and looked at his dusty clothes nervously, "Jing Xing, I want to go back to change my clothes and go to the airport to pick up the wine with my assistant."

Bo Jingxing laughed in silence.

Just as she was about to stop her behavior, her eyes passed the traces on her neck again.

The narrow eyes narrowed dangerously, and the dark color as deep as the abyss flashed and flickered. Bo Jingxing spoke as if nothing had happened: "Okay, Bo Jiu is not very familiar with Jianghai, and it just allows you to have time to spend time together."

Qin Yiren blinked, and was surprised that Bo Jingxing agreed readily.

But she did want to entertain Bojiu well, and asked hesitantly: "If I go back to change my clothes, can you be alone?"

"I'm just a slight concussion, not a serious injury or disability..."

The rest of the words were cut off by Qin Yiren's index finger standing in front of his lips.

Bo Jingxing lowered his eyes to her and gently kissed her fingertips, "Okay, I won't say anything."

Qin Yiren's fingertips itched and she pulled her hand back embarrassedly: "I don't want to worry about you, let's do this, let the assistant help you take care of you. I'll go to pick up Miss Bo alone and then take a taxi to the hospital."

This arrangement is more reasonable than the previous arrangement.

Bo Jingxing pondered for a moment and nodded slightly: "Okay, I'll send you a driver."

Seeing the little woman agreeing obediently, Bo Jingxing dialed the driver's number, gave a few concise instructions, and then sent a message to the assistant.

Qin Yiren occupied half of Bo Jingxing's bed and held up his mobile phone to show him the newly opened copy in the game.

The two of them talked and laughed for a while.

The driver called: "Mr. Bo, I'm in the parking lot below."

"Um."

Bo Jingxing put down his cell phone and reluctantly let go of her hand: "Yiren, see you later."

"I received my sister and I'll be back soon."

Qin Yiren looked at the time on his watch, waved his hand and said goodbye to Bo Jingxing, hurriedly left the ward and ran to the parking lot.

After she left.

The assistant went back, holding a shopping bag in his hand and knocked on the ward door.

"Come in."

The assistant pushed the door and walked into the room. He saw Bo Jing sitting on the sofa with long legs overlapping. His handsome face was dull and unemotional. The hospital gown was shorter than the body, revealing the man's snow-white ankles.

The nervousness in his heart pounded, and the assistant came to him respectfully and handed out the shopping bag in his hand: "The clothes you want."

Bo Jingxing finished the call, threw away his cell phone and picked up the shopping bag, got up and walked into the bathroom attached to the ward.

A few minutes later.

Bo Jingxing, who was wearing a suit and tie, appeared in front of his assistant, with his slender fingers slowly tied the last button of his shirt, and asked with a heavy expression: "Have you notified the temporary meeting?"

"Yes, everyone is waiting for you at the company."
Chapter completed!
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