For some reason, when he said this, Meng Huoran caught the sadness that flashed on his face.

"Kao, sure enough, you and the Jiang family are on the same page, and the entire Jiang family can't get along with you." Meng Huoran rarely saw Bo Shuyan's sad face, he was too deeply hidden, the whole person was too cold, there was no trace of joy and anger, and he was completely invisible.

But only when he encounters Jiang Ai's affairs will he show someone's emotions, even if he is just disgusted at the beginning.

But for him, it's not a good thing. He carries too much and weighs too much on his feelings, but he only hurts others and hurts himself.

Meng Huoran's fingers tapped his legs and said tentatively: "Otherwise, forget it." It is impossible for her to live a down-to-earth life with you, not to mention that Jiang Weiguo has woken up now. That old fox, if he knew that you had feelings for his daughter, he might have done something. ”

"Don't worry, he won't make a fuss about her daughter."

Probably human nature is complicated, Jiang Weiguo, who is decisive in the shopping mall, and Jiang Weiguo, who is comfortable in black and white, but he spoils his daughter lawlessly and loves him to the heart.

Her brother's treatment was less than one-tenth of hers, otherwise Bo Shuyan's life at that time would have been better than Jiang Wei's.

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There was a large sofa for three people in Jiang Weiguo's ward, Jiang Ai saw that Jiang Weiguo was asleep, and sat on the sofa exhausted, thinking about resting for a while, and then remembered Xiao Yiyi's matter.

She hurriedly took out her mobile phone, found Qin Fang's WeChat, and sent a message.

Qin Fang will be very fast, [The fever has subsided, and the doctor recommends observing for two days. 】

Then she posted a photo of the child, the little man fell asleep on the white hospital bed, the originally fair little face was as white as snow, the delicate little facial features were exactly the same as Jiang Ai, and the thick eyelashes cast a large shadow.

Jiang Ai's fingers covered his little face, and her whole heart was about to break, her heart was distressed, her eyes were wet, and tears were about to fall.

Jiang Ai turned his head to look at Jiang Weiguo, who was sleeping on the hospital bed, turned sideways, buried his head, and tears flowed silently.

She hurriedly wiped it off and asked, "Is the money enough?" 】

After asking, I returned to the main menu, boarded the banking APP on my mobile phone, checked the balance, looked at the 356 on it and was stunned, then exited, found the WeChat interface, and turned 365 over.

[Buy him some toys he likes first, and I'll transfer money to you tomorrow.] 】

After Jiang Ai finished speaking, his fingers rubbed the phone screen.

About ten minutes later, Qin Fang replied.

Time quieted down in an instant, Jiang Ai knew that she should sleep for a while, but she just couldn't sleep. When she looked down, she realized that she was still wearing a dress, tight-fitting and a little panicked.

She didn't take a change of clothes, she didn't care, she unzipped up slightly, got up, went into the bathroom, washed her face, and was just about to go out when her mobile phone rang.

She looked at the nasty Bo on it and was stunned, only then did she remember that this was a nickname for Bo Shuyan, but she didn't expect that this title was still used in the new mobile phone.

But then the familiar memories struck, and the more she was reminded, the more she was reminded that this time was different from the past.

She answered and asked in a suppressed voice, "What's wrong?" ”

"Come out." The man couldn't hear the emotion falling, so he hung up the phone.

Bo Shuyan stood by the window, heard the sound of the door opening, turned around, and saw Jiang Ai walking out, most of the makeup on his face was washed off, and his hair was partially wet with water.

He almost instinctively wanted to take off his clothes and put them on her, only then did he remember that it was not cold here, and he couldn't help but reach out and rub his swollen forehead, and the corners of his mouth showed a helpless smile.

Sure enough, a person's servility is carved into his bones, even if their roles have long been reversed now, but in the face of her, he will instinctively put her needs first.

The man in front of him was wearing a black coat, with the cold air on his body that had not dissipated, his handsome face had a trace of melancholy, and his charming blue eyes were dim, like stars blocked by dark clouds.

She glanced back, lowered her voice as low as she could, and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Bo Shuyan reached out and handed her the bag, "A change of clothes and your usual toiletries." ”

Jiang Ai used to be a celebrity who paid great attention to the quality of life, and her life was extremely cumbersome and regular, strictly implementing the guidelines of not removing makeup, not sleeping, and not going out without makeup.

Probably the most vivid ruthlessness of the years is to spend all your living habits in the shortest time, and now Jiang Ai has already practiced to find a corner and sleep with clothes, and still sleep in the dark.

She was slightly stunned, glanced at his features that had been finely carved by God, reached out to take it, and said meaninglessly, "Thank you." ”

The irritability in his heart came up silently, and Bo Shuyan subconsciously wanted to touch the cigarette, only to remember that he had finished smoking just now.

"We're husband and wife, El, you don't have to be so polite to me."

"Oh," she replied, probably because it was too quiet in the middle of the night for her to find the right attitude and expression to face him, and she smoothed her hair awkwardly, "I'm in." You should go back and rest early. ”

She turned around, grabbed the handle and opened the door, looked back at him as if she had thought of something, and said, "Just let the assistant deliver this kind of thing in the future." On a snowy day, the road is not easy to walk. ”

"Yes, the road is not easy to walk, I still drink, it is better for me to stay." He chuckled.

She turned her head to stare at him, her back stiff.

The light in Bo Shuyan's eyes was completely extinguished, he closed his eyes in resignation, and then opened them, his tone was a little cold, "I am your husband Ai'er, whether you accept it or not, whether your father accepts it or not, this is a fact that cannot be changed." I can give you time to get used to it, but I wish it was as short as possible. ”

She could hear a faint threat in his tone, and although it wasn't heavy, it was still hard for her to accept.

But there was nothing she could do if she didn't accept it, and even if he rushed in now and told her father everything, she couldn't seem to stop it.

After all, it was she who was begging him now, and vainly begging for so-called understanding was originally a luxury thing.

There was no superfluous expression on her beautiful face, but the patience in her eyes was almost overwhelmed, she clenched her fists tightly, and all emotions finally turned to dust, and she answered, "I understand." ”

What he needed was never her submission, but it seemed impossible for such a thing to happen to them.

The smell of wine came up, and his cold eyes narrowed slightly, "It's good to understand," he said, his big hand took her arm and pulled her to his side, his bony fingers lifting her chin, "Tonight is our wedding night." ”

"Bo Shuyan!" Jiang Ai took a deep breath, only to feel that it was extremely inappropriate for him to mention this matter now, "Do you really not feel the slightest guilt about my father?" ”