The driver knew very well who he was and did not take Qin Er's obstruction seriously.

Relying on his strength and strength, he put the gifts on the coffee table in the hall and retreated respectfully.

Qin Er was speechless, glanced at Bo Jingxing with a complicated expression, and said polite words reluctantly: "Young Master Bo, you are just visiting your home. There is no need to be so serious, right?"

Bo Jingxing ignored his hidden dissatisfaction and looked at the most important elder of the Qin family gentlely. The appropriate humility made people feel very fond of it, "A little gift is not respectful."

"No, why do we have the nerve to accept such an expensive gift?"

The Qin family's mother smiled gently, and the face that was very similar to Qin Yiren had an unignorable illness on her face. She coughed and continued, "You are Yiren's friend and a distinguished guest of our family. We appreciate these gifts..."

"Aunt Qin, I heard that you like collecting cheongsams very much."

Bo Jingxing interrupted her without being humble and arrogant, and personally opened the box on the coffee table with a very Republic of China style, took out a set of dark green silk cheongsam from it, and gently shook it in front of the Qin family's mother.

Under the warm light, the bright light flows like water waves on the cheongsam, presenting a low-key and gorgeous noble and elegant manner, and the exquisite Suzhou embroidery is ingenious.

Even those who don’t understand cheongsam can see that it is an exquisiteness that today’s industrial technology and assembly line operations will never be comparable.

It is more appropriate to say that it is a work of art left over from history than clothes.

As expected.

The Qin mother's eyes were suddenly attracted by the carefully prepared gift, and she couldn't help but reach out to touch the cold and soft fabric.

“It’s really beautiful…”

Nodding with emotion, the Qin family's mother smiled gently: "Thank you, you are willing, but I can't accept it."

"You are polite. This is a gift from Xiaoqian and I. Please accept it."

Bo Jingxing stood in front of the Qin family's mother holding this cheongsam, with a sincere and elegant look, and his thin lips slightly pursed expressed his persistence.

He could not bring the gift back. He glanced at Qin Er at the end of his eyes. The deep meaning made Qin Er feel uncomfortable and walked forward to smooth things over: "Mom, if you like it, stay, it's rare for Bo Young Master to be a good boy.

If you are willing, let’s not let others down.”

"this……"

The Qin family's mother was hesitant and it was difficult for the young master of the Bo family to stand like this. When Qin Yiren looked at her smiling face, she did not object.

After taking the cheongsam in person, she spoke weakly: "Since that's the case, I'll accept it, but one gift is OK, and the others will not be accepted."

Bo Jingxing but smiled but didn't say anything, it was obvious that it was impossible to be obedient.

Qin Er glanced at him speechlessly.

Realizing that Bo Jingxing had really recognized the identity of his future brother-in-law, he couldn't help but feel upset.

Seeing the atmosphere a little stiff, Qin Yiren blinked and replied at the right time: "Mom, you might as well accept Jing Xing's wish."

The Qin family's mother looked at her with a slight affection and guilt in her eyes, "Okay, since Yiren said that, my mother accepted it."

Qin Yiren's heart thumped, and she lowered her eyes uneasy, "Yes."

Since she returned to Jianghai for a month, she has occasionally had the opportunity to meet Qin Er, but the Qin family's mother is in poor health and has been living in seclusion all year round. If she wants to meet, she has to return to the Qin family.

And she doesn't have the same memory as before.

It was just a sudden realization that he had found his family and it was difficult to be happy in a short period of time, and there was nothing we could do about it.

"Okay, let's not stand and talk."

The Qin family's mother handed the cheongsam to the maid and said with a gentle expression: "Let's sit down and have two cups of tea, and it may take some time for lunch."

Qin Yiren smiled and accompanied Bo Jingxing to sit on the sofa on the other side of the coffee table.

Qin Er naturally sat next to his mother, looking at the beautiful couple opposite him with a very melancholy, and had to admit that they were very good.

He picked up the black tea and took a sip. Qin Yiren silently thought about how to find the topic.

However, this is the first time she has experienced this occasion when she comes to meet her elders with her boyfriend, and the several topics she has thought of are not suitable.

"Aunt Qin, I heard that you are in poor health. My elders know a very good Chinese medicine doctor."

Compared to Qin Yiren who was trembling, Bo Jingxing could maintain an elegant and calm demeanor in any occasion, and no one could tell whether he was nervous.

Qin Er's eyes lit up and he immediately asked: "Traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Yes." Bo Jingxing nodded slightly and continued generously: "If Aunt Qin doesn't mind, I want to invite that old man to Jianghai and ask you for a peace pulse."

With such a safe and polite statement, anyone with some knowledge can tell that his family background is the difference between a wealthy family and aristocratic family.

The Qin family's mother looked at her daughter as if nothing had happened and answered steadily: "Young Master Bo is intent, but I am all old problems. If I can't take it for a long time, I'd better not let that old gentleman work hard."

"Mom, no matter whether it can be treated or not, it is always good to see the doctor." Qin Er was very interested in the doctor mentioned by Bo Jingxing, and immediately persuaded him: "What if it can help you relieve the condition?"

The Qin family's mother still shook her head, "I heard that the famous doctors in the capital are not young, so why would you be embarrassed to bother others like this?"

"Brother is right. As long as there is hope, trouble is worth it." Qin Yiren said, looking at Bo Jingxing with bright eyes, raised his lips and asked, "Is this the surprise you said you wanted to give me?"

“So smart.”

Bo Jingxing smiled, and used to raise his hand and gently hooked her nose, "I know you are very worried about Aunt Qin's body, and the Chinese medicine doctor's schedule is very busy. I had asked someone to make an appointment the previous and a half months, and I just received an accurate reply yesterday.

So I didn't tell you."

Qin Yiren smiled, raised his little face and smiled at him: "I like this surprise."

Through a coffee table, Qin Er and Qin's mother watched the interaction between them, and their hearts were filled with mixed feelings.

If it weren't for Chu Xinian and Baoer's existence, this scene should have been quite warm and sweet.

Bo Jingxing's family background, appearance, and knowledge are all impeccable. Of course, Qin Yiren is a high-ranking person. The parents must be very satisfied with the marriage, but things are often not satisfactory.

Qin Er sighed in his heart, cleared his throat and opened the topic: "Young Master Bo, thank you for arranging the doctor for my mother."

Bo Jingxing withdrew his hand, and Qingjun's eyebrows and eyes were filled with gentle smiles. He said seriously: "I am going to marry Xiaoqian. Her elder is my elder, and there is nothing to thank for."
Chapter completed!