Bo Qingyun closed her hands and her voice was inadvertently cold: "Woman with her hair tied with a ponytail, her skin is very white, and a tear mole in the corner of her eyes?"

"Yes, she's very beautiful!" The staff was surprised: "Do you know?"

Bo Qingyun's lips were tightly pursed. Thinking of what he said, Xia Wanxin told him to focus on cleaning the passenger seat, his face was so gloomy that it could drip out of water.

"I know this, I'll transfer this to her."

After saying this, he turned around.

The staff opened their mouths and did not dare to speak. The main reason was that his back was too cold and solemn, like the ice ridges under the eaves in a winter night, which made him shiver involuntarily.

Forget it, since you know it, it is not a valuable thing, you should be handed over.

He didn't care anymore and went to wash the car.

Jiang Jinwen listened clearly next to him and approached Bo Qingyun: "Who is this woman that makes you so concerned about? You even remember what pendant she has?"

He looked like a melon-eating expression.

Bo Qingyun glanced at him, her pupils were as dark as ink: "Another nonsense, you will sleep on the side of the road tonight."

"Damn!" Jiang Jinwen knew that he was really capable of doing it. After jumping for a long time, he didn't dare to say a harsh word. He went to the side with grievance.

He didn't know, but Xu Chuan's thoughts were circling.

In the afternoon, he was sent to find Jiang Jinwen, and during his absence, wasn’t the woman who came to the company Xia Wanxin...

Could it be that this is the pendant in her car, and Mr. Bo also got on her car?

Xu Chuan was very imaginative and had already begun to think about a big show.

He glanced at Bo Qingyun's face that was even colder than Ye Se, swallowed his throat, and didn't dare to say the same word.

Bo Qingyun didn't wait for the car to wash, and after smoking two cigarettes, he ignored the person behind him. He called a special car and returned to the Imperial Garden.

Take off your coat in the living room, and the small thing in your pocket slid down. It was the most common type of pendant. The hem was brightly colored beards, and a round plastic in the middle, which was inlaid with a cartoon avatar of a cartoon character.

Such small objects are not matched by Xia Wanxin's people and cars, so he will take a look in the afternoon.

The things were rolled in his hands, and Bo Qingjun had a cold face and placed them on the display cabinet next to him.

He went upstairs, but Xiao Xingchen was not asleep yet. After he approached, he sniffed his little nose: "Dad, you're drinking."

"Yes." Bo Qingyun had not taken a shower and had not sat down. She touched his forehead with her hand: "I'm not drunk."

Xiao Xingchen put down the reading material in his hand, raised his head, and had a serious expression on his handsome face.

Bo Qingyun knew him very well and asked, "Do you have something to say to me?"

Xiao Xingchen blinked his eyes slightly, paused for two seconds, and nodded: "Dad, when can I treat it for the third time?"

Bo Qingyun frowned: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

The concern in his words was beyond words, and Xiao Xingchen shook his head quickly: "No, I just asked, I want to make sure."

Bo Qingyun's expression relaxed. Thinking of the issue of going to school that he had talked about before, he knew in his heart what Xiao Xingchen was determining.

So he said in a low voice: "I will make arrangements as soon as possible."

Xiao Xingchen's eyes lit up calmly, and he smiled calmly: "Okay, thank you dad."

Bo Qingjun watched him sleep, returned to his room, and after taking a shower, she went to the terrace in her bathrobe.

A crescent moon hangs high in the gray and blue sky.

The scarlet fireworks in his hand did not go out until late at night.

The next day.
Chapter completed!