When Miss Xia came, she only looked for the young master, but she didn't have any contact with Mr. Bo.

Such a relationship is amazing.

Xia Wanxin took Xiao Xingchen to wash his hands.

The hand sanitizer was dipped in water and turned into large balls of foam. The big hands rubbed their hands and placed them under the gentle water column.

It was obviously a very ordinary thing, but Xia Wanxin suddenly felt a little sad.

What she missed was not only these five years, but also every bit of Xiao Xingchen's life.

Xiao Xingchen also stared blankly, not knowing how to speak in his heart.

He knew that Xia Wanxin was good to him, but his care made him feel like he was wrapped in soft clouds, and he was a little uneasy.

Xiao Xingchen obediently let her wash her hands.

Afterwards, I wiped it dry and went to the restaurant.

Xia Wanxin took out the dishes in the food box one by one.

All of them were done before she came.

At the same time, she also noticed that there were meals prepared in the kitchen.

Perhaps, I was thinking about dinner time and prepared for her and Xiao Xingchen.

Xia Wanxin stood up: "I'll bring those over too."

Xiao Xingchen suddenly grabbed her hand.

He raised his eyes and his eyes were clear: "I'll eat these."

After saying that, as if he thought of something, he let go again and said softly: "If Aunt Xia needs it, go."

Xia Wanxin lived twenty years longer than him, how could he not see what he was thinking in his heart?

Compared to Bo Qingyun's unfathomable depth, Xiao Xingchen still needs to practice again.

She knew that Xiao Xingchen wanted to say that he was satisfied with what she made.

Xia Wanxin smiled, sat down, and did not go to the kitchen again: "Then I'm enough."

Xiao Xingchen's eyes bent slightly and he handed her chopsticks.

Xia Wanxin also served him a bowl of soup.

They obviously haven't lived together before, but they really haven't been in contact with them for that long.

But at this moment, the atmosphere seemed extremely harmonious.

Xia Wanxin naturally picked up food for Xiao Xingchen and helped him wipe the dirty corners of his lips.

Xiao Xingchen will cooperate obediently when she does all this.

The atmosphere in the restaurant is warm and the camera in the upper right corner records all this.

In a car a few kilometers away from the Imperial Garden, Xu Chuan touched his jaw and looked at the picture in the tablet and said, "The young master really likes Mr. Xiao Xia very much. I haven't seen anyone he has such a good attitude towards.

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Even, he is not so close to Mr. Bo himself.

When a father and son eat, they usually eat without saying a word. However, there are rules, but they lack a little bit of human feelings.

Bo Qingyun heard what he meant, raised her eyes and looked over.

His voice was slow and heavy: "Or, you can go to the back and see, I'll drive?"

Xu Chuan, which had already twisted half of his body, immediately took it back, sat up straight, and coughed lightly: "That, Master Bo, where are we going now?"

Bo Qingyun then withdrew her gaze and looked at the surveillance video.

The two were still having a meal.

Bo Qingjun paused and said, "Do you have any clues about the invitation?"

Xu Chuan's face became more serious and said seriously: "When President Xiao Xia was abroad, he had contact with the person in charge of Berlang. He had experienced a secret talk at that time and reached some cooperation."
Chapter completed!