"No matter what you mean." Bo Qingyun interrupted directly: "I'm not interested."

He bent down and whispered something to Xiao Xingchen.

After the latter nodded, he picked up the person and walked upstairs.

Gu Panxue pursed her lips, feeling a little at a loss.

She could feel that Bo Qingyun was suddenly extremely cold towards her, and that indifference made her suddenly feel a little panicked.

The old lady skimmed her lips: "Boy, this temper, see how he will ask for a wife in the future."

Gu Panxue took his senses back and smiled: "Brother Qingjun is so outstanding, he must be very popular."

"Ha, come on, which woman can stand his cold face." Old Lady Bo was thinking about Bo Qingyun's marriage for a long time, but she had no progress after so many years.

He took a different approach. His wife didn't find her, so he created her eldest grandson first.

Just as he looked at his coldness and coldness, the old lady was a little worried.

I always have to find someone to accompany him.

The old lady sighed: "I have to think of a way."

Gu Panxue's lips moved and said, "Actually, there are many girls in the company who are looking for Brother Qingjun..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old lady simply and neatly: "He doesn't like it."

Such a decisive look made Gu Panxue slightly stunned: "You seem to have an idea?"

The old lady smiled faintly.

She does have a candidate.

Over the years, this person has only been able to make Bo Qingyun slightly different.

I just don’t know if it’s a bad fate or a destined fate.

She sighed again: "Wait a little longer."

Beside her, Gu Panxue frowned when she heard her say this, and her nails tightened a little unconsciously.

Xiao Xingchen's wound has not recovered yet, and he needs to change his medicine every day.

Now this job is in the hands of Bo Qingyun.

He asked Xiao Xingchen to sit down, put gauze and other essential supplies next to him, and used tweezers to lift up the old bandage on Xiao Xingchen's forehead inexperiencedly.

After finally revealing the whole thing, Xiao Xingchen suddenly said, "Aunt Xia didn't hurt me that day."

The medicine that day took effect was very urgent, and the wound looked scary, and after the medicine was effective, it recovered quickly.

Bo Qingyun paused slightly on her hands and said in a low voice: "I know."

Little Star raised her eyes.

Dad always had no expression, so he couldn't guess what he felt about Aunt Xia.

Xiao Xingchen suddenly asked, "Dad, are you unwilling to get close to Aunt Xia and her mother because she looks the same?"

Bo Qingyun's eyes were slightly darker, and he began to disinfect and asked casually: "You seem to trust her very much."

Xiao Xingchen is not a child who is easy to let go of his guard.

On the contrary, he was particularly cautious. He had never seen him treat other women like this for so many years except Xia Wanxin.

Xiao Xingchen nodded calmly.

When facing his father, he had no choice but to lie. Without affecting Aunt Xia and Sweetheart, he could be honest.

Xiao Xingchen said: "She is a very good person and cares about my wounds very much, but she doesn't seem to want to see her father, and her father doesn't like her very much."

Speaking of this, he whispered: "Dad, can I invite Aunt Xia to come to play when you are not at home?"

Bo Qingyun heard this and raised her eyebrows lightly.

That woman doesn't want to see him?

The tip of his tongue lingers around his lips. He sneered coldly in his heart, swallowed the words back, and nodded calmly.

"Can."

Seeing that he agreed, Xiao Xingchen's eyes lit up for a long time.

This kind of happy mood obviously infected the people around you.
Chapter completed!