"Okay." Bo Qingyun took him away.

Before closing the door, he looked at the arrangement inside.

It is very different from his personality. What was his mood when he chose this style?

He can't remember it.

I only know that this house was the biggest irony to him later, and I have never set foot on it for so many years.

Bo Qingjun sent Xiao Xingchen back to the Imperial Garden. As soon as he arrived home, his phone suddenly buzzed.

After taking it, it was Xu Chuan's call. After saying a few words, Bo Qingyun's eyebrows slightly moved: "I understand."

After explaining to Xiao Xingchen a few more words, he returned to the company.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Xia Wanxin was about to set off.

Just as he opened the office door, Luo Xianyi at the door was also raising his hand to knock.

"What's wrong?" Xia Wanxin saw that her expression was a little strange, so she asked first.

Luo Xian put down his hand, his eyes squeezed to the side, and said in a dry voice: "Mr. Xiao Xia, Mr. Bo is here."

Xia Wanxin's delicate eyebrows suddenly frowned slightly and looked over with her side.

Bo Qingyun stood there with one hand in her pocket, her eyes were like a varnish, her expression was cold, and her aura was extremely strong.

Xia Wanxin signaled Luo Xian to go and do her.

Covering the office door, she walked forward calmly, and stopped when she passed by Bo Qingyun: "Mr. Bo is here unfortunately. I have important business to go out, and I'm afraid I can't take time to entertain you."

Compared to yesterday, her attitude was much colder.

Bo Qingyun said nothing, raised her steps and walked out first.

When Xia Wanxin also arrived in front of the elevator, Bo Qingyun and her entered the ordinary elevator.

Xia Wanxin frowned and said, "Mr. Bo, you may not understand what I mean just now. I want to go downstairs. If you want to go upstairs, it is better to change an elevator."

After the words came to an end, Bo Qingyun pressed the closing key lightly.

Before Xia Wanxin could speak again, he raised his fingers lightly and his palm fell in front of her.

It's a tube of ointment.

Xia Wanxin looked at the ointment, then looked at him, and clenched his fingers on his side.

Bo Qingyun's voice was cold and slow: "Last night, I moved my hand and said sorry to you."

Xu Chuan had already investigated that Yan Liu was indeed in a restaurant with them at that time, but after she finished the experiment, she hurriedly left first because of the sudden progress of the experiment, so she did not appear in the photo with them.

As for the reason Xia Wanxin said to provide psychological counseling for sweetheart...

Bo Qingyun's eyes were as secretive as it was, and there seemed to be a deep pool hidden in her eyes.

Xia Wanxin heard his apology.

She knew that it must be Xu Chuan who confirmed that Yan Liu was in the restaurant.

After all, before she met Wen Yuqing, she deliberately asked Yan Liu to come over out of caution, but she was not in the same private room as them.

She smiled and looked at the ointment in his palm with a cold look: "President Bo should take it back. I may not be able to adapt to this communication method of slapping and giving sweet dates to me. As long as President Bo doesn't always push me some false charges in the future, that's enough."

The woman's charming voice was a little sarcastic.

Bo Qingyun was not angry and took the ointment back calmly.

He pressed the ground floor, stopped at the first floor, Xia Wanxin went out, and he followed him out.

Xia Wanxin paused and looked at him sideways: "Mr. Bo, what do you mean?"

The rippling light in her eyes and her delicate facial features were cold, which was a sign of impatience.
Chapter completed!