Lu's mother directly defected.

A "Mom" put Bo Jinghan to his mouth, and he choked back.

Fortunately, at this time, the vibration sound of the mobile phone came like rain in time.

Bo Jinghan glanced at the string of numbers at the top of the screen, and his originally clear black pupils trembled slightly, gradually becoming solemn.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm going to answer a call. Excuse me! ”

Rise.

Bo Jinghan politely and thoughtfully apologized to Lu's mother, turned his eyes to Lu Yan, and withdrew his hand from his hand.

Then, while answering the phone, I walked towards the kitchen.

And when she closed the sliding door, the clear voice, revealing a subduing momentum, came in a low voice.

"Hello? I'm Cynthia......"

Outside the door.

Mother Lu stared at the slender figure, and her heart suddenly changed.

No wonder I always feel as if I've seen her somewhere!

It turns out that -

“cynthia？！ Xiaoyan, what the hell is going on? Cynthia is not Bo Junchen's...... Is it the queen model of the Bo family? ”

Lu's mother swallowed the not-so-nice word and asked her son tactfully.

But that look is no longer what it was just now, it has become deep, stern, faintly revealing a little doubt, a little speculation, and a little disapproval.

", it is Bo Jinghan, Bo Feiyang's granddaughter."

She ...... Isn't she the heir of the Bo family? Even if you don't disclose your identity, there's no reason to let those scandals come out! ”

Lu's mother's gaze swept from her son's face again, and turned to Bo Jinghan in the kitchen.

Staring inquiring, I don't know what I'm thinking.

"Those who are clear are self-purifying, and those who are turbid are self-turbid. The scandal was originally man-made, how many sentences can be true? Besides, don't you often say that rumors can't be credulous, and you have to look at the essence of people! ”

Lu Yan smiled disappreciatively.

In the understatement answer, he didn't reveal Bo Jinghan's secrets at all.

This can be regarded as a kind of maintenance and respect for her!

Looking down at her son, Lu's mother sighed silently.

"Xiaoyan, I like this child very much, and I know that she is a thoughtful girl when I look at it. It's just those scandals......"

Soft mezzo-soprano with a slight stagnation.

Lu's mother fell into deep thought-

The Bo family is one of the most famous families in the circle.

As the heir of the family chosen by Bo Lao, he will never allow those ridiculous and insulting things to be done.

What's more, the old couple of Bo Lao and the Lu family are still old friends for many years.

If those scandals were true, whether it was in reason or righteousness, Bo Lao would not accept the marriage contract reintroduced by his old friend at this time.

Therefore, those scandals must be fake.

But if it's fake, where did these scandals come from? Why didn't the Bo family stop it? Why don't you announce Bo Jinghan's identity to the media, wouldn't that make the rumors more self-defeating?

A series of questions, like a mess, rolled bigger and bigger in Lu's mother's heart.

It's getting heavier.

"Xiao Yan, those scandals were deliberately created by the Bo family, right? It doesn't matter if you don't say it, we don't care if those scandals are true or not, but you should know that if your affairs with her are exposed, her scandals will affect your career and your future-"

"Mom."

Interrupting Lu's mother's words, Lu Yan's dark eyes stared at her solemnly, and her mellow voice was heavy and heavy, like the notes of a cello, knocking on her eardrums: "I believe in her, that's enough!" Questions, like a mess, are getting bigger and bigger in Lu's mother's heart.

It's getting heavier.

"Xiao Yan, those scandals were deliberately created by the Bo family, right? It doesn't matter if you don't say it, we don't care if those scandals are true or not, but you should know that if your affairs with her are exposed, her scandals will affect your career and your future-"

"Mom."

Interrupting Lu's mother's words, Lu Yan's dark eyes stared at her solemnly, and her mellow voice was heavy and heavy, like the notes of a cello, knocking on her eardrums: "I believe in her, that's enough!" ”