Liu Mengru went to find her mother's friend?

What this means, Bo Jinghan didn't dare to think about it.

But the story that the pharmacist wanted to tell was, most likely, the closest to the truth.

Think for a moment.

"Where is the pharmacist now?"

Qing Yue's soft voice was extremely low, just like her mood at the moment.

Low, majestic, with a solemn aura.

Let people unconsciously surrender to it.

"In the hospital. But I'm afraid you won't see him today! ”

"I'd like to hear that story!"

"Yes, I'll arrange it." Lin Moxun looked her up and down, and asked with a slight reminder: "But, aren't you going out?" ”

……

An hour later.

Bo Jinghan approached an idyllic café at the appointment.

Pushing open the door, the silver bell made a series of small crackling sounds, and the warm aroma of coffee came to the nostrils.

"Miss, how many may I ask?"

The waiter in the café asked as usual, but his eyes couldn't help but look up and down at the mysterious beauty in front of him, wearing sunglasses and a peaked cap.

But Bo Jinghan didn't answer her, only stretched out his hand and compared a number.

The waiter immediately understood, and hurriedly led her in!

Outside the door——

Lin Moxun parked the car not far from the café, but his eyes were always glued to the glass perimeter of the café, staring at the shadow inside.

And his Bluetooth headset flashed at this time.

"Mr. Bo."

"Did you sue her?"

The cold tone followed the warm voice, clenching Lin Moxun's ears, making him coldly excited.

Wen Jiàn has already shown it to Miss Bo, and the words have been relayed to her. Miss Bo said that she should not tell the old man about this matter for the time being, and after making sure that the person knew the truth, she would inform the old man, so as not to make the old man too excited. ”

There was a moment of silence in the headphones before the voice came again.

"Got it. I heard that she is dating Lu Yan again? ”

"It's Miss Nuan Xia who told you, right? Mr. Bo, Miss Bo made an appointment with Lu Shao, but they made an appointment to meet at noon. Now, she is in a café, and it seems that Shang Haotian's father has asked her out. ”

"Shang Zhirong?"

After hesitating for half a second, Bo Junchen exhaled and commanded in a cold voice: "I know, I am relieved to have you by her side." ”

……

In a private room.

The aromatic coffee seems to soak every oxygen molecule in the air.

So that every breath is like tasting.

"Jinghan, I'm glad you're still willing to see me."

After the waiter left, Shang Zhirong stared at the woman in front of him who was more dazzling than the one five years ago, smiled elegantly, and raised the coffee cup in his hand towards her: "Uncle Shang's old face, in your place, it shouldn't be able to take a step." Today, I asked you out to apologize to you for yesterday's incident. The second is to fulfill the promise I made to my old friend many years ago. ”

Hearing this, Bo Jinghan's eyebrows raised slightly.

But on that delicate face, the look is still the same.

"Uncle Shang, I still call you Uncle Shang because of my mother. As for yesterday's incident, I can pretend that it didn't happen, but I can't help you. ”

The tactful voice is detached and polite.

Bo Jinghan took off his sunglasses, leaned on the sofa seat, and looked at Shang Zhirong.

Resemble!

It's so similar!

Shaking his head slightly, Shang Zhirong chuckled, and then lowered his head to drink coffee, hiding the memories in his eyes...... commitments. ”

Hearing this, Bo Jinghan's eyebrows raised slightly.

But on that delicate face, the look is still the same.

"Uncle Shang, I still call you Uncle Shang because of my mother. As for yesterday's incident, I can pretend that it didn't happen, but I can't help you. ”

The tactful voice is detached and polite.

Bo Jinghan took off his sunglasses, leaned on the sofa seat, and looked at Shang Zhirong.

Resemble!

It's so similar!

Shaking his head slightly, Shang Zhirong chuckled, and then lowered his head to drink coffee, hiding the memories in his eyes......