After the man finished speaking, he left her with a long and straight back and walked into the bathroom.

The bathroom and bedroom are separated by a layer of transparent frosted glass, and the man's every move is blurry but clearly reflected on the glass, and his face is more and more red and his heart beats at night.

She took two steps in three steps, walked over to the frosted glass, and tore down the curtain to block it out.

Reaching out to his chest and caressing it, his heart beating a little fast.

I did it before, I turned off the lights, and even when it was about to dawn today, I fainted, of course, I have never seen such a bloody picture of a man.

After a moment, the little woman who had calmed down walked back to the bed and picked up Bo Yan's mobile phone.

I didn't set a password.,Swipe to enter the home screen.,Click on the address book.,It's full of names and positions.,Only one [My Girl] is unusually abruptly revealed.。

After flipping through the night for a while, he didn't see Bai Enhui's remarks, frowned, and clicked on the text message again, only to find that the text message box was full of text messages from almost all of them were sent by the woman.

It's a string of phone numbers, with no notes, and it's not even marked in the address book.

Yezi looked at the phone screen that was gradually dimming, and blinked expressionlessly.

She remembered that on the first day she was with him, he had received a text message, and she had inadvertently glanced at it, and it was an unnamed number.

Bo Chuyan, a serious business man, did not mark his name, did he care too much, or didn't care at all, so he would do this.

She couldn't figure it out, so she simply didn't think about it, as she said herself, four years later, whether the two parted ways or continued to be together, that was later.

Whether she will have him in the future, who knows.

The phone slid back on, clicked on Secretary Zhang's phone in the address book, and dialed it out.

The phone was connected, and the other side said respectfully, "Mr. Bo." ”

"I'm at night, does Secretary Zhang have time now?"

Secretary Zhang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly replied, "I have time, I just came out of the company, and I'm done." ”

"I want to ask, where did the brand of clothes that Bo Qiyan wears on weekdays come from?"

Secretary Zhang instantly understood what was going on, considered the wording, and replied, "It is a complete set customized by Miss Bai in a brand company in the UK, which is directly mailed to China, and then handed over to me by Miss Bai, and I will give it to Mr. Bo." ”

Yezi nodded, "Okay, thank you Secretary Zhang, I know." ”

After saying that, she slipped off the phone, and the corners of her lips hooked up with a sneer.

Tailor-made suits and shirts were not handed over to him by hand, but by his secretary.

No wonder he would take it for granted.

Miss Bai's careful thinking was really immersed little by little, and it seemed that inadvertently, the people around him and his surroundings had already been dyed with her mark.

It's just that this man with low emotional intelligence doesn't seem to have thought of this yet.

If she hadn't mentioned it today, he probably wouldn't have had another girlfriend in his life.

After all, Bai Enhui used his ex-girlfriend identity to occupy his debts, and a woman would not be able to accept such a relationship.

If she hadn't been brought back by him again, forced to be by his side, and experienced such a past life, I'm afraid she would have been heartbroken with jealousy, and she couldn't wait for a shrew to tear up Bai Enhui.

However, if that's the case, a man like Bo Chuyan will definitely protect Bai Enhui again because of his debt, and as his woman, how can he bear the fact that her boyfriend protects the woman who made her aggrieved after being aggrieved.

Breaking up is a matter of course.