Jiang Ai thought that he must want to see his groveling and begging him like crazy, and he would definitely take this opportunity to torture and humiliate her.

At this moment, Jiang Ai finally accepted that self-esteem is indeed not worth mentioning in the face of survival.

Jiang Ai looked at him with a look of disdain, and said in a voice as much as possible: "You also know that I have liked to shoot things since I was a child, and I have not been idle in the year I went abroad, and I once made a short film, and the response was good." I can be a director and earn money to pay you back. ”

She has probably been energetic and emotional since she was a child, she has liked photography, painting, and writing since she was a child, and she became obsessed with making films at the age of twelve.

At the age of sixteen, he took advantage of the Jiang family's momentum to force Wang Jia, the most famous director at the time, to take her into the group for filming.

It's just that everyone thought she was playing at the time, and no one took it seriously.

"Huh! So my dear Mrs. Bo is not at home to be a good wife and mother, what do I want to do to make a career out of the director? ”

Jiang Ai frowned slightly, tilted his head, looked at him with a pair of red and swollen eyes, and said, "You mean you don't want me to go out to work?" ”

So, he has to limit his freedom!

Seeing that his expression had not changed, she sneered, "You won't give me a penny, and you won't let me go out to work?" Are you going to buy rolls like you're asking for money? ”

Bo Shuyan looked at her who was serious and angry, and said leisurely: "Someone buys the rolling paper, and you don't need to go out to buy it." ”

Bo Shuyan never thought of letting Jiang Ai go out to make money, and he never thought that she could make money.

Just like her, the positioning is a sky-high vase handed down from the Song and Yuan dynasties, except for placing it in the most dazzling place, except for eye-catching, it has no use.

"So, you really don't understand what I mean?" She stared up at him, her delicate and beautiful features dyed with anger.

Bo Shuyan looked at Jiang Ai, who was like a hedgehog, fully armed, put his big hand on her shoulder, and gently pinched it twice, "Go home first, take a shower, eat something, rest and rest, I will let people watch here." ”

Jiang Ai didn't know why he turned the topic to this, he was stunned for a while, probably because his energy and physical strength really couldn't keep up, and he felt that he could fall asleep standing like this.

She didn't have the strength to push Bo Shuyan away, so she simply let him go, she lowered her head, reached out and rubbed her swollen forehead, and her relaxed voice was slightly hoarse, "Shuyan, no matter what happens together, since we are married, we can do it well." I know a lot of things that we may not be able to reach a consensus in this life, and you dominate this marriage, and I want to resist your decision, and I guess I can't resist it. But I don't think you want to see me languishing and giving up on myself all day. After all, even if I'm just a piece of goods you buy, you want it to be beautiful and wonderful, don't you? At the very least, you don't look too bad. ”

He looked at the top of her head, probably not resting well, and her messy hair looked listless.

His big hand was placed on the top of her head, helping her smooth her hair, and there was a faint sadness flowing in his blue eyes, melted into the sun, with a slight vicissitudes, and compromised: "What did I say, I provoked you with so many words." 500,000 for you, you can do whatever you want. Let's go home first, huh? ”

She looked up in disbelief, "What you said is true?" She didn't think he would say yes like that, she thought she would be grinding for a long time because of this.

She took out almost all of her combat power, thinking that she would have to convince him no matter what, but he surrendered like this?

Looking at her stunned appearance, he smiled and said, "Fool." The slender fingers poked her forehead, afraid that she would hurt, and he didn't even dare to use his strength.

"You're stupid." Not to be outdone, she slammed back, but her voice was quiet.

She was indeed tired, and on the way back, she fell asleep against the car door.

Bo Shuyan looked at her sleeping cheeks, holy and beautiful in the light and shadow, the corners of his mouth raised a trace of tenderness, and reached out to hold her into his arms.

An hour later, the car stopped at the door of the house, and he carefully picked her down and carried her upstairs.

He sat on the edge of the bed with her for a while, looked at his watch, got up, and went downstairs.

Bo Shuyan is a workaholic who has died, and almost never comes back when he is working, even if Miss Lu comes to wait for him and calls him, he will go home after finishing his business.

Li Hong looked at Bo Shuyan who came down from the steps, and had a choice in her heart.

Bo Shuyan glanced at Li Hong, who was standing at the top of the stairs, and instructed, "When my wife wakes up, remember to let her eat." ”

Li Hong replied, "Got it, sir." ”

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Probably really tired to the extreme, this year, she has never slept so well as today, she has no dreams, and when she woke up, it was already noon.

She got up, habitually looking for her phone, and saw the card on the bedside table.

She slowly hunched over and hugged her legs, feeling very uncomfortable. Originally, I wanted to get back everything I had and my father would pay him back for the hospitalization fee this year, but I didn't expect that his money would be used in the end.

Jiang Ai stretched out his hand and picked up the thin card, holding it tightly in his hand, and the palm of the hand with the corner of the card was painful.

She went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into a comfortable and loose lounge clothes and went downstairs.

Li Hong saw that she was going downstairs, and stepped forward and said, "Madam, do you want to eat now?" ”

Jiang Ai didn't want to eat it, but in order to maintain his strength, he nodded.

In the restaurant, Jiang Ai looked at the table with delicious dishes full of color and flavor, and slowly picked up the chopsticks.

Li Hong took the bowl and put it in Jiang Ai's hand and said, "The young master specially ordered it to be boiled in the morning, and the low heat was boiled slowly for several hours, you can taste it." ”

Jiang Ai snorted, and then heard the mobile phone ringing in his trouser pocket.

She waved her hand at Li Hong, motioned for her to leave, and took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

It was a message sent by Qin Fang, saying that Xiao Yiyi had been discharged from the hospital, and there was a photo of Xiao Yiyi, who was just half a year old, lying on the bed, with two little fat hands holding fat feet, staring at big black and white eyes, gnawing seriously.

Jiang Ai snorted and laughed, the little one on the screen was so cute, her heart was about to melt.

But the smile on the corner of her mouth quickly retracted, thinking in her heart that she would let Qin Fang bring the child over in the next few days.

There was 510,000 yuan in the card given by Bo Shuyan, she used WeChat to transfer 10,000 yuan to Qin Fang, and then withdrew, found the heart-warming WeChat, and thought about asking her to come out and return the money to her, and the sound of a car sounded outside the door.

Soon, the voices of the two men came in, and Jiang Ai didn't plan to deal with it, but he heard a startled voice coming, "You...... You...... Are you the living Jiang Ai? You're not dead? ”