"What!"

Han Suqin almost slapped the table, but fortunately held back.

But her own son Bo Qiuhui is not calm: "Dad, big brother, you ......"

How can this be?

Actually married this dead fat man as the wife of the eldest brother?

"Since Dad agrees, then this is the way to go."

Bo Duiwang announced lightly that he had already had a plan in his heart, and after a long time, as soon as the rumors passed, he would send He Yiyi back to her hometown in Jiangcheng, and it would be completely irrelevant in the future.

"Depend on ......"

Bo Yongqing raised his glass to He Yiyi, He Yiyi hurriedly raised the wine glass, held it with both hands, and touched the lower edge of his glass.

"Daddy......"

This Dad, she screamed indifferently.

Bo Yongqing seemed to notice that a vicious gaze swept across her face, this girl is not simple.

What kind of temperament is his eldest son, how could he suddenly make such a decision?

There must be some secret secret with her......

He just pushed the boat and helped the eldest son, as for this family business, he didn't value it very much, and the younger son didn't marry, which was equivalent to He Yiyi losing his value.

Bo Qiuhui watched at the dinner table, his disliked fiancée became the eldest brother's woman, and his father actually fulfilled this dead girl.

He was so angry that he threw his chopsticks and pushed his wheelchair away.

He Yiyi crossed her mouth and said meaningfully to Han Suqin: "Uncle and I don't seem to be on the right track, thanks to your good intentions and arrangements, Mom, you have me and Duwang today!" ”

Han Suqin's lungs hurt so much that he was so angry that his words were so angry!

Hmph, dead girl, think you'll have a good life if you marry Bo Dusk? Dislike that your son is a paralyzed?

Wait and see......

**

At night, He Yiyi naturally lived in the room of Twilight.

The man lived in the innermost room on the right-hand side of the second floor, and when he pushed the door in, a strong smell of books came to his face, although the light had not yet been turned on, and he knew that the owner of the house had a lot of ink in his stomach by smell.

He's not a simple coarse.

With a click, the lights came on.

Orange. Under the colored bulb, the light filled the room, He Yiyi blinked vigorously, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief, surrounded by bookshelves, only a door leading to the inner room opened a passage.

The bookshelf is the best Nanmu, people who know how to know it is a thing before the founding of the People's Republic of China, precious and valuable, this kind of wood does not grow insects, anti-corrosion and moisture-proof, it is the best to put books.

"Oh my God...... You ......"

He Yiyi opened her mouth wide, and she didn't forget to cover it with her two little fat hands, and she was oversold cute.

"Without permission, you are not allowed to move the books in this without permission, otherwise, I will send you back to Jiangcheng!"

Twilight Hope solemnly warned.

He Yiyi suddenly lowered her little face, and looked at him with a pair of eyes resentful: "It's really, it's good to see outside!" ”

"I'm not familiar with you!"

Bo Duwang emphasized angrily that this fat girl really doesn't regard herself as an outsider.

"Hmph, then don't wash my feet, don't cook sweet soup for me, don't make up for my mother, why are you pretending to be cool, and you're not handsome!"

He deliberately distanced himself, but he couldn't deceive He Yiyi.

"That's counting on you to come back and marry my brother!"

Twilight deliberately denied it.

He Yiyi crossed his waist and walked straight inside: "But you just said in the afternoon, you are not born by a mother, he treats you as an elder brother, you don't necessarily treat him as a younger brother, right......?"

Will it be so good to him?

Cut!

Bo Duwang was choked up by her, and she couldn't argue for a while.

In the middle, He Yiyi glanced at the bed, and then glanced at the desk, which was terrifyingly clean, and the only thing special was that a harmonica was lying quietly on the tofu block quilt.

It seems that the owner of the harmonica will hold it in his hand every day before going to bed. Have a bit of fun.

"You sleep in bed, I sleep on the ground, I have a habit of cleanliness, you remember to love clean!"

Twilight ordered coldly, as if he had changed from before.

He Yiyi turned around without knowing it, and stared at him aggrievedly: "What's wrong with me, why are you suddenly so indifferent." ”

When I entered his room, it was like a different person.

How did she know that she had trespassed into someone's private territory and violated their privacy.

From a psychological point of view, people who look like that with bookshelves and piles of books outside, are actually very closed psychologically, set up obstacles everywhere, wrapped like a besieged city, trapping their hearts and not communicating with others easily.

But Bo Dusk Wang covered it up very well, He Yiyi couldn't see it at all, and she didn't understand this.

"Go out and wash up right now! Go to bed before half past ten! ”

Twilight gave the order.

The fat girl who was left out in the cold stomped her feet angrily, walked out angrily, and complained about it as she walked.

"Neurotic, fine!"

After the girl walked out, the man's hanging heart was slightly lowered, and he sat on the edge of the bed with his fingers caressing. Touching the harmonica on the quilt, a pair of good-looking sword eyebrows frowned deeply, as if there was some melancholy in his heart, lingering.

He Yiyi walked to the bathroom on the second floor with slippers, washed her face in the mirror, she looked at herself in the mirror seriously, her round chin was obviously thin, and losing ten pounds was still effective.

You must insist on it, appearance is justice!

If you don't lose weight, you die!

"Look at her, what kind of demon is she?"

Suddenly, a shrill female voice came from outside.

He Yiyi couldn't hear it, this was the little nanny invited by the Bo family.

It is normal to have a nanny in a dignified family, after all, the chief's daily life not only needs to be taken care of by guards, but also has many family members, and sometimes a nanny is also needed.

But this little nanny is amazing, she didn't look down on her in her previous life, and always took her words as a deaf ear.

Later, I heard that she had a crush on Bo Qiuhui, and without He Yiyi, she could serve Bo Qiuhui closely.

Gee......

"Qiaohui, don't talk nonsense!"

A muddy male voice stopped her, it was Uncle Yun, the guard who had followed Bo Yongqing for half his life.

He Yiyi shook off the water droplets on her hands, sneered at the mirror, walked out, and made a cold face to the two people outside: "The water on the toilet floor tiles was not cleaned, and I almost fell ......"

"No, I just checked it."

Qiao Hui lowered her head reluctantly.

He Yiyi walked over in front of Uncle Yun and pinched the girl's chin, and said meanly: "Then check it well, don't just chew your tongue behind your back, and have no ability to do it!" ”

"Even my wife doesn't have ......"

Qiaohui raised her eyes aggrievedly, but He Yiyi looked at Uncle Yun: "Uncle Yun, am I right?" ”

"Yes, Qiaohui, apologies!"

In his previous life, Uncle Yun was a loyal and honest person in his memory.

He Yiyi looked at this little nanny coldly and arrogantly, and she really didn't know what happened to her in her memory, as if after Bo Qiuhui recovered, in order to reduce manpower and be honest, he dismissed some unnecessary people.

But looking at her eyebrows again, He Yiyi felt too familiar, I'm afraid, she appeared later, but she didn't recognize it.