Three days later.

Early morning.

Bo Jinghan, who was confined to the Bo family manor to recuperate, finally recovered.

Bo Junchen's ban was also lifted.

"Oh my God, I'm finally breathing the air of freedom!"

Sitting in the nanny car, Bo Jinghan stretched his waist exaggeratedly and moved his limbs.

Fiona, who was in the passenger seat, turned her head to look at her, and opened her mouth to complain: "I see that you are in the blessing and don't know the blessing!" Replaced me, accompanied by a handsome uncle and a stylish male butler to serve me in all directions, so that I can never get out of bed for the rest of my life! ”

"Cheng, the day you are paralyzed in bed, I will definitely let you realize this wish!"

Bo Jinghan, who raised his eyebrows and never lost in his mouth, responded lightly.

Fiona couldn't answer for half a day.

The assistant who drove the car laughed for a while. And then teased: "Miss, you misunderstood what Fiona meant. She, she hopes to be 'pressed' by Butler Aze for a lifetime! ”

"Flutter-"

Bo Jinghan, who was drinking water, didn't have time to swallow it, and sprayed it all.

Fiona blushed uncontrollably.

But she didn't dare to stare at Bo Jinghan, so she could only sprinkle her resentment on the assistant's body.

He glared angrily.

It wasn't until Bo Jinghan opened his mouth and changed the topic that the awkward atmosphere in the car was resolved.

"Fiona, the text that you asked you to sort out yesterday will be handed over to me in the evening."

"Oh, okay!"

Fiona replied quickly, Fiona looked at her in the rearview mirror, lowered her voice and said, "Actually, Cynthia, I don't understand, why are you ......"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

Bo Jinghan didn't raise her eyelids, and directly interrupted her: "Fiona, you should know my temperament, and you know better than anyone else, what I hate the most!" So this kind of thing -- don't let me hear it a second time! ”

As she finished speaking, she turned her head to look out the window.

Until you arrive at the studio......

*

At the same time.

Liu Mengru sent Ye Jiaojiao, who had just been discharged from the hospital, home and immediately drove to the Huaxia Hotel.

She made an appointment with Shang Haotian and met her in the café downstairs of the hotel.

About half an hour later.

Liu Mengru arrives at the café.

Push the door in.

The rich aroma of coffee is coming to the nose.

There is an intoxicating warmth.

"Madame, you're here!"

At the door, the waiter saw Liu Mengru with sharp eyes, and quickly changed into a standard smile for hospitality and greeted him.

"What about Shang Haotian?"

Slanting at the waiter, Liu Mengru opened her wallet and stuffed two tips for him.

"Shang Shao is waiting for you in the second box!"

After taking the tip, the waiter ignored the contempt in Liu Mengru's eyes with a smile, and made a gesture of invitation to lead her over.

Walking into the private room, Liu Mengru told the waiter not to disturb.

Changed hands and closed the door, stepped on seven-inch high heels, and walked towards the disheveled Shang Haotian with a menacing attitude.

Raising your hand is a slap in the face.

Slapped Shang Haotian's face.

"Ahh That eighth grandson of the king, even Lao Tzu dares to fight! ”

Shang Haotian, who was half-drunk and half-awake, with a mouth full of wine, jumped up from the sofa.

Picked up the water glass in front of him and threw it at the opposite side.

"Shang Haotian, I'm your mother!"

The sharp voice made Shang Haotian shake his spirits.

The hand raised in the middle of the air also froze suddenly.

A cup containing half a glass of water fell from mid-air.

Hit the ground, burst into ......

"You? My mom?! You think I'm stupid, old woman, you're not my mother, you're Ye Jiaojiao's mother! ”

Squinting his eyes, Shang Haotian looked at the woman in front of him fixedly.

Suddenly approached treacherously and whispered in her ear: "I know your secret, about Ye Jiaojiao's ......"