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Chapter 632

In other words, there is no big progress.

B. Braun's international reputation was not built in the past few years. It is a company with absolute strength that has existed for many years.

Being able to get in touch with the person in charge of such a company can already imagine Xia Wanxin's ability.

Bo Qingyun glanced at the tablet, looking at the still pretty and bright face in the camera.

He tapped his fingers on his knees, suddenly becoming curious about her experience abroad.

Half a minute later, he said quietly: "Send me back to the Royal Garden."

"Huh?" Xu Chuan let out a strange cry of surprise.

Later, he also realized that the voice was a bit dramatic, and he hurriedly pursed his lips.

In the rearview mirror, Bo Qingyun had already looked over coldly, and the cold frost covering his eyes seemed to be able to freeze someone to death.

Xu Chuan looked at his nose and heart with his eyes, nose and heart, without saying a word, he quickly started and turned around.

In the imperial garden, Xia Wanxin and Xiao Xingchen finished their meal.

She found that Xiao Xingchen was extremely quiet when eating, just like him, he didn't say much.

Moreover, I don't know if Bo Qingyun has any rules about not talking during eating or sleeping. When she talked to him during the meal, she clearly felt that he was hesitant.

After a pause, he answered her in a concise and concise manner, with one or two words thrown in and out.

The more he acted like this, the more Xia Wan started to think about teasing him, and deliberately found more topics to talk to him.

In the end, Xiao Xingchen's face turned red.

He didn't look up, and he didn't see the evil smile on Xia Wanxin's lips.

After the two of them finished eating, Xia Wanxin put away the dishes and chopsticks and sent them to the kitchen.

Xiao Xingchen saw her picking up the dishwashing sponge and said, "Aunt Xia, someone will help wash it."

Xia Wanxin had something on her hand and it was inconvenient to rub his head.

Then she squatted down and rubbed her chin against him: "I know, but I happen to be free now and don't have many things, so I just washed it myself."

And with Little Star beside me, doing these boring housework becomes more interesting.

Otherwise, even if Xia Wanxin didn't want Bo Qingyun's servant to help wash the dishes she brought, she would have used the dishwasher long ago.

After hearing this, Xiao Xingchen obediently said nothing and looked up at her quietly.

He reached out and touched his head, which was slightly messy with the warmth she had just left on it.

He waved his little hands, paused, kneaded them again, then slightly curved his lips, raised his eyes and continued to look at her.

Xia Wanxin was washing the dishes while talking to him, quietly understanding how he had been here in the past few years.

Just when he asked who was teaching him that he hadn't been to school in the past few years, there was a sudden click outside, as if someone opened the door.

Xia Wanxin heard the sound of the faucet in her ears. She only heard a very thin sound, which was more like an illusion.

Xiao Xingchen was closer to the kitchen entrance, but he could hear it clearly.

He opened his eyes slightly and turned around to look. When he saw the sound of Bo Qingyun approaching, his eyelashes suddenly trembled.

Then, she subconsciously called Xia Wanxin: "Aunt Xia."

There was anxiety in that tone that he couldn't hide. Aunt Xia really didn't want to meet his father. He was afraid that if he met her this time, she would never come again.

Xia Wanxin turned her head when she heard the call, and then met Bo Qingyun's eyes.

He was standing by the kitchen, tall and tall, leaving a slanting shadow. His facial features were half-bright and half-blurred, appearing profound and distinct.

Xia Wanxin frowned and turned off the faucet: "Why are you here?"

Bo Qingyun's eyes were slightly dark.

When he entered the door and saw such a scene, it was also beyond his expectation.

Xia Wan's heart was bent in her knees, she was still wearing an apron she found out from nowhere, and little Xingchen stood beside her obediently.
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