He shouted a little sarcastically.

"You!" Bo Zheng's breathing was fluctuating, and his eyes widened angrily: "Why did I give birth to such a thing as you, I should have ...... in the first place"

Bo Jingyao looked amused and deliberately asked him, "What should I do?"

Not afraid of Bo Zhengyang's anger at all.

Bo Zheng was angry and didn't fight, Tie Qing shook off Bo Jingyao's arm, and scolded: "You go to the ancestral hall for me to kneel, and you are not allowed to get up without my order!

With an angry roar, the entire mansion and villa trembled.

Jiang Rou stood at the door, clenching her pink fists, and when she was hesitating whether to go in, the door of the study was opened, and the man walked out of it.

Seeing the palm print on his face, his face changed suddenly, and he called him worriedly: "Your face ......"

Bo Jingyao's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he was not much surprised to see Jiang Rou.

After all, this woman is not as obedient as she appears.

The man touched his red and swollen face, wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his lips, and said to Jiang Rou in a calm voice, "You go back to your room to rest." ”

As soon as the words fell, Bo Jingyao strode away.

Jiang Rou subconsciously looked at him, the man swaggered, and he looked like he was fine.

Jiang Rou couldn't help but look into the study.

The silence was not bad, Jiang Rou didn't listen carefully to what they said, but she also heard a few words of fierce statements, and felt Bo Zhengyang's thunderous anger.

This time, Bo Zhengyang was really angry.

After thinking about it, Jiang Rou didn't go in at all.

At this time, everything she said was adding fuel to the fire.

Jiang Rou clenched her fists and went downstairs to find medicine.

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Rou entered the ancestral hall with the boiled eggs and medicine, and saw Bo Jingyao kneeling in the middle.

The man's back was straight, and the dark light was gloomy, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Jiang Rou's eyes flickered slightly, and she walked over and squatted down on one knee beside him: "Are you okay?"

"What are you doing here? Get out. ”

Jiang Rou was silent, holding the egg to roll the bruises on his face, Bo Jingyao was slightly stunned, glanced at Jiang Rou, and frowned.

"You don't have to talk to your dad like that, they care about you. Jiang Rou said softly: "You are against your father, it is only you who suffers, you just follow their words." ”

In the past, every time Bo Junan reprimanded him with Bo Zhengyang, he coped with it with a hippie smile.

This was the first time Jiang Rou was so angry when she saw the two of them.

I don't understand, Bo Jingyao knows that as long as he goes along with it, why do he have to do it to them and say things that make them angry.

Her movements were very light, as if she was afraid of hurting Bo Jingyao.

Sensing this, a strange feeling surged in the man's heart, he didn't show it, he still had that cold expression that made Jiang Rou feel unfamiliar.

Seeing that the swelling had subsided, Jiang Rou's hands were a little sore, put the eggs aside, and rubbed him with medicinal wine, and as soon as he got closer, his wrist was held by the man, Jiang Rou looked up in amazement, and the man looked at him with a deep gaze.

In the quiet space, the two looked at each other, Jiang Rou bit her lip and persuaded him softly: "You confess your mistake to Dad." ”

Kneeling down all the time is not a solution.

Only if Bo Jingyao admits his mistake and makes Bo Zhengyang dissipate this breath, will he be fine.

"Do you feel sorry for me?" Bo Jingyao narrowed his phoenix eyes, stared at her slightly stunned little face, and said meaninglessly: "Jiang Rou, I'm not good to you." ”

"I don't necessarily have to be nice to you. Jiang Rou smiled, a little self-deprecating: "Just take what you need." ”

It's all half a catty and eight taels, Jiang Rou doesn't need to worry so much about him.

He's not a good guy, and she doesn't necessarily am.

The man frowned, staring at her.

"I know I shouldn't like you, but I can't help it. ”

Jiang Rou said: "I don't know why my mother asked me to marry you, she didn't tell me, she just asked me to capture your heart and make you fall in love with me." But Bo Jingyao, I don't care if you love me or not, it doesn't matter if you treat me well or not, I know that sooner or later we will be separated, your heart is not in me. ”

Bo Jingyao's face changed slightly, as if he didn't expect Jiang Rou to tell him this.

Tell him so frankly that you want him to fall in love with Jiang Rou?

"Why did you tell me this?" Bo Jingyao's voice sank, and he stared at Jiang Rou meaningfully, his sharp gaze, as if he wanted to see something from her face: "Aren't you afraid that after I know, I will be more indifferent to you?" Jiang Rou. ”

"If I were afraid, I wouldn't be standing here now. Jiang Rou's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and her plain white fingers caressed his cheeks, full of arms: "Does it still hurt?"

should have pushed Jiang Rou away, but at this moment, Bo Jingyao held her hand in a ghostly manner: "You go back to rest, my own trouble, it has nothing to do with you." ”

The man's hand was very warm, his hand was tightly wrapped by him, Jiang Rou had an indescribable feeling, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she didn't break free, but she also knew that Bo Jingyao was moved by her......

If he didn't like her, he wouldn't have had this attitude.

Jiang Rou looked at the man's big hands, lowered her long eyelashes and said, "I want to accompany you." ”

She refused to leave, and Bo Jingyao didn't insist, and said casually: "Whatever you want." ”

The deep gaze fell on one of the stacked tablets not far away, Bo Qingzhou, and the tablet engraved with Wen Ruo on one side.

Bo Zhengyang's brother-in-law died in an accident 22 years ago.

Bo Jingyao's hand on Jiang Rou's hand was tighter, and Jiang Rou's hand hurt.

Xiu Mei frowned slightly, she wanted to say that it hurt, but her eyes touched the man's deep face, and she didn't say anything, and couldn't help but look at Bo Jingyao's gaze.

Looking at those two tablets, he couldn't help but wonder, why did he stare at those two tablets.

It's just that the man's face was not good at this time, and he didn't expect him to speak, so Jiang Rou didn't ask much, and only stayed with him.

Pei Wanhua heard the nanny say that Bo Jingyao was kneeling in the ancestral hall, Jiang Rou took the medicine over, and after waiting for half an hour, her husband didn't come back, she couldn't sit still anymore, and didn't let Yuan Xin stop her, so she went to the study to find Bo Zhengyang.

"Zhengyang, I heard Sister Li say, you just quarreled with Ah Yao, and you did it?"

Pei Wanhua saw that he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, so he went over, and was a little angry: "How big is this? Can you be guilty of training Ayao like this? Isn't it just a bit of lace news, and it doesn't belong to ......."

"A loving mother is a loser!"

Bo Zhengyang opened his eyes and clenched the head of the cane: "It's what you're used to, what do you think he has become now? If you don't teach him a lesson this time, how lawless will you have to be in the future? Don't plead with him again." ”

Bo Zhengyang is determined to teach Bo Jingyao a lesson this time.

dare to threaten him Lao Tzu and argue with him!

"Why am I so devastated?A-Yao, he is still young, he has a big heart, what's ......" Pei Wanhua didn't want to defend herself, and swallowed the words with a slightly cloudy and gloomy gaze at Bo Zhengyang.

"Don't always find fault with him, this incident has nothing to do with Ah Yao, isn't it just a misunderstanding? You see that Ah Yao has grown ......a lot better than before in the past six months."

"Growth? He has made progress, that is, he soaks in the casino as a whole, and messes with those people who are not indiscriminate? If he has a home, he will not go back to the company? Anyway, you don't care about it this time!"

Leaving the words, Bo Zheng raised his cane and walked out of the study.

Yuan Xin heard the news and called Dad, Bo Zhengyang hummed, and walked away directly.

Yuan Xin entered the study, and seeing that Pei Wanhua's face was not good, he walked over and grabbed her arm, and comforted her slowly: "Mom, Dad is angry now." He is also for Ah Yao's good, and it is not too late to persuade his father when he is angry. Ah Yao is really too much this time, even if he is disrespectful to Jun'an, but how can he quarrel with his father? Dad has this temper. ”

"He has the face to say! Can you blame me for Ah Yao's temperament? Why didn't he say or teach him before? When Ah Yao was a child, did he care about Ah Yao? If he hadn't fulfilled the slightest bit of his responsibility as a father, Ah Yao would have been so disobedient to him? What did he do with him? Ah Yao was obedient before, and they all blamed him! Now that something happened, he knew how to push it on me!

Pei Wanhua was also resentful in her heart.

Why didn't Bo Jingyao kiss Bo Zhengyang, Pei Wanhua was clear in her heart.

It's not that he was too busy with business, only caring about his eldest son and second son, ignoring Bo Jingyao's feelings.

Pei Wanhuasheng Bo Jingyao is about to go to half his life, and he is a little son, so he can't pay much attention to his father.

When I was a child, my health was not good, and in order to save her, I was almost kidnapped by the kidnappers, injured, and had a high fever for half a month, and my life was almost gone.

With such a son, how can Pei Wanhua not feel distressed?

Yuan Xin has also heard of these. Knowing that she was partial to Bo Jingyao, Yuan Xin didn't persuade her much, and patted her on the shoulder to give her relief.

After listening to her chatter for almost an hour, Yuan Xin went back to the bedroom and complained to Bo Junan about it.

While doing skin care, she said, "Dad just let Jing Yao kneel in the ancestral hall, and he didn't pay much attention to him." Mom's attitude, crying a handful of snot and tears, I don't know, I thought my dad was going to kill Ah Yao. But according to me, Ayao's temperament, if he doesn't treat him, it will only get worse. ”

Half a ring, not hearing Bo Junan's answer, Yuan Xin looked back at him: "You have something to say." ”

Bo Junan was wearing pajamas, half-lying in bed, wearing glasses and flipping through a book: "What is there to say?"

Yuan Xin pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and said, "By the way, Jun'an, my mother said that Ah Yao's temperament was all caused by Dad." What's going on? I think my dad loves him a lot. ”

If it weren't for the two elders, would he be so arrogant in Dongcheng?

Anyway, Yuan Xin didn't see where Bo Zhengyang was bad for Bo Jingyao.

Bo Jun'an paused slightly, a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes, and then said: "Ayao's business, you don't care." ”

Yuan Xin snorted: "If he weren't your brother, do you think I want to take a mouse?"

“……”

The night was dark, and there was still silence in the ancestral hall.

In the dim light, there are many tablets, which are even more eerie and quite frightening.

The man's back was straight, and the woman beside him didn't know when she had fallen asleep, and she was leaning on Bo Jingyao's shoulder without knowing it.

Bo Jingyao looked at her quiet and pretty face, paused, and then raised his stiff arm, hugged her into his arms, and let her lean on his chest.

Jiang Rou's head fell back, woke up, realized the posture of the two, frowned slightly, raised her eyes to look at his cold face, looked at each other, Jiang Rou exhaled, seeing that the time of the watch was almost twelve o'clock, as if she thought of something, Jiang Rou said: "You haven't eaten at night, are you hungry? I'll cook noodles for you." ”

"No, I don't. ”

"Don't get along with your body. Jiang Rou bit her lip: "You wait for me for a while." With that, she got up and walked out of the ancestral hall.

No, I just bumped into Pei Wanhua, who came down from upstairs.

Jiang Rou called out to her mother after being surprised, Pei Wanhua bowed her head and looked in the direction of the ancestral hall: "Ah Yao is still kneeling?"

Pei Wanhua thought left and right, but she was still not at ease, and Bo Jingyao was kneeling by herself.

I couldn't help but come down and take a look.

Seeing Jiang Rou accompanying Bo Jingyao in the ancestral hall, she couldn't help but feel comforted.

Jiang Rou nodded truthfully: "I'll go cook a bowl of noodles for him." ”

Pei Wanhua sighed lightly, and her face softened: "It's okay, don't let Ayao go hungry." ”

Jiang Rou hesitated and asked, "Mom, are you going to see Ah Yao?"

Pei Wanhua was silent, Jiang Rou didn't ask any more, lowered her eyebrows and said, "Then I'll go cook noodles first." ”

As soon as Jiang Rou left, Pei Wanhua stared at the ancestral hall for a while before entering.

"Ah Yao, why are you angry with your father? You don't know his bullish temper, why do you want to do it with him?" Pei Wanhua held Bo Jingyao's hand distressedly: "My hands are so cold, what should I do if I catch a cold?" Don't kneel, quickly get up and go back to the room to rest." ”

"If I don't kneel, the old man will be angry. Bo Jingyao slanted the corners of his lips and said to her, "Mom, you can rest first, I'm fine." ”

"It's okay!" Pei Wanhua knotted: "Listen to Damn, don't kneel." With Mom here, he doesn't dare to do anything to you. She was determined to defend Bo Jingyao, and she was reluctant to let her baby son kneel like this again, so she pulled him up while crying.

Bo Jingyao had no choice, but he couldn't resist her, so he had to be helped up: "Then I'll listen to my mother, don't cry." ”

After kneeling for a few hours, Bo Jingyao's legs were a little paralyzed, and his brows were furrowed fiercely.

"Your dad is too much, isn't it just a little bit of a thing? so willing to scold you, do it, and punish you. The more Pei Wanhua spoke, the more aggrieved she became, and the bean-sized tears fluttered down.

"Mom, it won't look good if you cry again. Dad, he just looked at me because you were too good to me and jealous, so I didn't like it. Punish me if you have the chance, don't cry. You're going to cry again, Dad sees it, and you have to take out your anger at me again. ”

If you don't pay attention, Pei Wanhua will be angry and funny, "You, you will make me happy." ”

"I'm telling the truth. ”

Pei Wanhua sighed: "You don't mess with your father in the future, his person, the older he gets, the less civilized he becomes." ”

Bo Jingyao's eyes were slightly cold, and immediately, he agreed with a smile.

Pei Wanhua didn't notice the subtle demeanor.

Walking to the living room, Pei Wanhua said: "Xiaorou is cooking noodles for you, you eat as much as you want, don't go hungry." ”

Bo Jingyao didn't say a word, Pei Wanhua patted Bo Jingyao's hand, and said a little bitterly: "You, don't be in the midst of blessings and don't know blessings." Xiao Rou ...... She's quite sensible, too. Don't keep snubbing her, be nice to her. ”

Pei Wanhua didn't like Jiang Rou very much, but after looking at her during this time, she saw that she was also a compassionate person, so she couldn't help but feel more pity.

After all, she is already married to Bo Jingyao, and she can take care of her son in many ways, Pei Wanhua is still pleased.

Bo Jingyao was a little surprised that Pei Wanhua actually spoke to Jiang Rou, and only smiled and agreed, her more and more unfathomable black eyes, and she couldn't see her emotions clearly.

……

As soon as Jiang Rou put the noodles and brought them out, she saw that Bo Jingyao was already sitting at the dining table.

Thinking of Pei Wanhua going to see Bo Jingyao in the ancestral hall just now, she understood again.

Pei Wanhua has always felt sorry for Bo Jingyao, and she will definitely not be willing to let him kneel all the time.

Putting the noodles in front of him, Jiang Rou sat down on one side: "Yangchun noodles, you try." ”

Jiang Rou's craftsmanship is no worse than Aunt Zhou's, but men rarely eat what she cooks herself.

Clear soup and somen noodles, fried two poached eggs on top, and covered with green vegetables and ham, very appetizing.

Bo Jingyao looked at her for a while before moving his chopsticks.

Unexpectedly, the man ate so clean that he even drank the soup.

Jiang Rou was dumbfounded, and before she could react, the man put down his chopsticks and walked out of the dining room directly.

She was too busy to keep up.

It was late at night, and the mansion was exceptionally quiet.

Except for the lights in the living room, which was still on, it was pitch black except for the moonlight.

Jiang Rou thought that Bo Jingyao would go back upstairs to rest, clinker, but the man walked directly out of the door.

Jiang Rou was puzzled, and stepped forward to grab his arm: "Where are you going?"

Bo Jingyao paused and stared at her for a while: "What do you say?"

She said?

How does she know?

Jiang Rouxiu's eyebrows were tightened, the man's long arms stretched out, hugged her thin waist, and clasped the slender little woman in his arms, and her magnetic and hoarse voice was low and sexy: "Go home." ”

In the middle of the night, the lights are bright, and the neon lights are dazzling.

The man drove all the way back to Wangjiang Villa.

When the car stopped, I realized that the little woman in the passenger seat had fallen asleep.

Bo Jingyao pursed his lips, and couldn't help but remember that a month ago, that is, in the garage, Jiang Rou told him those explicit words with a blurred look in his eyes, and he rejected her.

Bo Jingyao held the steering wheel tightly for a while, hugged Jiang Rou out of the car without saying a word, went all the way back to the villa, walked to the bedroom door, and woke up from the sleeping man.

Noticing the posture of the two, she looked surprised, but before she could react, the man closed the door with his long legs, and put Jiang Rou on the bed.

"You...... Why didn't you call me just now?" didn't turn on the light, Jiang Rou looked at Bo Jingyao blankly and asked him softly.

The man was silent, lifted the quilt and lay down beside her.

"Jingyao ......"

Before she finished speaking, Bo Jingyao stretched out her long arms and encircled her in his arms, closed his eyes, put the man's chin in her head, and said in a commanding tone: "Sleep." ”

The deep voice is hoarse, like a charming music.

Leaning too close, the man lingered in his nose with a hint of nicotine in his nose.

vaguely, I felt that Bo Jingyao's mood was wrong today.

Is it Bo Junan, or did Bo Zhengyang tell him something?

Jiang Rou was puzzled, but looking at the tiredness between the man's eyebrows, Jiang Rou didn't ask much after pondering.

Leaning into his arms, he fell into a deep sleep.

When Jiang Rou woke up, she vaguely heard someone talking in her ear, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a man sitting on the sofa shirtless, talking on the phone while wiping his half-dried hair with a towel.

His brows were tightened, and his handsome face was a little solemn.

Jiang Rou didn't ask much, took the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked at it, it was past nine o'clock in the morning, and she was late again!

Annoyed, Jiang Rou had to send a message to Zou Lin to ask for leave.

As soon as the news came out, the man's voice sounded in his ears: "Awake?"

Jiang Rou hummed, looked at him with big eyes, and said with a bit of coquettishness: "I'm late, why don't you call me?"

He should have gotten up early in the morning.

The alarm clock was also pinched by a man without accident.

The man's indifferent tone: "It's not a big deal to be late if you're late." ”

Jiang Rou: "......"

"I'm not you. Jiang Rou glared at him: "If I'm always late, other colleagues will know, and I have to say that I am pampered and coquettish." During this time, because of the man, Jiang Rou asked for a lot of leave.

The man was silent, looking thoughtful.

When Jiang Rou got up and was about to go to wash, Bo Jingyao hooked his finger at her and motioned for her to come over.

Jiang Rou was puzzled, and as soon as she approached, she was dragged into the man's arms.

Sitting in the man's lap unexpectedly, Jiang Rou looked up and met the man's graceful jaw, and subconsciously said, "What are you doing?"

Bo Jingyao put his big hand on Jiang Rou's shoulders and lowered his eyes: "You are very short of money?"

Jiang Rou was stunned when asked, and the man said again: "What are you doing so hard to make money?"

Jiang Rou denied: "I didn't." ”

The man chuckled: "If there is, what is the point of denying it?" After speaking, Bo Jingyao took the card placed on the side, "Take it, the password is six zeros,"

"Why are you giving me money?"

Bo Jingyao said with interest: "It's also my wife, I do it so poorly all day long, you don't feel ashamed, I'm afraid that others will say that I can't support my wife." ”

Jiang Rou's ears inadvertently flushed a little red, and her heartbeat was a little fast.

But looking at the bank card in his hand, there was still something unpleasant: "How much money is in this?"

Much, she's too embarrassed to ask for it.

"I'll take it for you, why is there so much nonsense?" The man was a little impatient with Jiang Rou's grinding and chirping.

"I'll have something to do in a while, so I'm going to wash up. Bo Jingyao let go of Jiang Rou and got up and walked to the cloakroom.

Jiang Rou quietly looked at his back and clenched the bank card in her hand.

I still can't understand why Bo Jingyao suddenly gave her money.

As for what he said just now, Jiang Rou didn't believe any of them.

But she is indeed poor, and the man is no longer the impatient humiliating charity before, so Jiang Rou is not polite to him.

Anyway, she doesn't want a man, but she also takes it to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble.

She couldn't really be so wronged by herself.

What's more, she still has a baby to raise in the future.

Thinking of this, the joy in Jiang Rou's original heart dissipated a little.

Baby......

Beautiful pupils are a little more complicated.

Bo Jingyao dried his hair, changed his clothes and came out, seeing that Jiang Rou was still sitting on the sofa in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, Jun's brows furrowed.

The little woman looked up and looked at him without saying a word.

Bo Jingyao raised his eyebrows: "Something?"

Jiang Rou grabbed the bank card, nodded, and said softly: "Don't tell others, you give me money." ”

Bo Jingyao was stunned when he heard this, first felt funny, and then wondered: "Why." ”

"Anyway, don't say it, otherwise I won't want you in the future. If Jiang Liwei knew, the money would definitely not fall into her hands.

"Jiang Rou. ”

The man called her by name and surname, and before she could speak, Jiang Rou had already gotten up and came over, hooked his neck with both hands, kissed him in the thin lips, and sped up her speech: "123, you don't speak, you agreed." ”

Bo Jingyao's pupils constricted, his heart seemed to be beating faster, and he didn't move in a daze.

Jiang Rou left the man's lips and said deeply: "Don't regret it." ”

Bo Jingyao's eyes were slightly dark, and he should have acquiesced.

What's more, he can't have nothing to do and talk to people about these little things.

I really don't know what Jiang Rou is worried about.

But after thinking about it, the man squinted his eyes again, and said with interest: "Jiang Liwei doesn't allow you to have money in your hands?"