Hearing Bo Jinghan's voice, Aze rushed upstairs almost immediately, and collided with her at the corner of the staircase on the second floor.

"Miss, you're looking for me."

"Hmm. Did Jiang Zhenfu still call? ”

Leaning on the handrail of the stairs, Bo Jinghan asked lightly, his eyes followed the direction of the rotation of the stairs and extended downstairs, staring at the closed study door of Old Man Bo, and frowning without a trace.

"I called, just yesterday. He said that your friend's wedding has been held and would like to ask if you are free and can enjoy a meal with him. ”

After thinking about it, Aze said Jiang Zhenfu's words word for word, but his tone dropped several notches, completely losing Jiang Zhenfu's arrogance at that time!

"What do you say?"

"I ...... I told him that it was inconvenient for me to agree to the matter of the young lady, and I still need to ask for some instructions before I can answer him. ”

"He must have said a lot of nasty things, right?" Raising his eyes, Bo Jinghan stared at Aze's eyebrows and smiled slightly. The curvature of the corners of his mouth is always reminiscent of a fox who is thinking of a crooked idea, demonic and cunning: "Don't worry, no matter how many unpleasant things he says, let's let him swallow it back!" During these days, he has made appointments many times, and you call back now and tell him that my aunt and grandmother have kung fu now and can see him. However, he was only rewarded with a cup of tea. Rice - he doesn't deserve it! ”

Arrogant!

Arrogance in the bones!

When the words fell, Bo Jinghan stopped a maid who walked downstairs and asked her to inform Guan Qingqiu to prepare the car. Then he didn't go downstairs, went around to the old man's study, and knocked on the heavy door.

"Who!"

"Grandpa, it's me."

……

Aze didn't know what Bo Jinghan had talked about when he went to Old Man Bo's study. But from the time she came out, she hung her head slightly, and looked a little depressed, she understood that she must be in a bad mood. Therefore, when he accompanies him, he is more cautious. lest this little ancestor do something out of the ordinary. But more is worried, worried that her thoughts are too heavy, and that her life is not easy.

"Miss Bo, Steward Ze, I'm about to get to the place."

Along the way, in this state of silence to depression, Guan Qingqiu, who drove the car to the beach, whispered a reminder. The atmosphere in the car was broken, but the effect was not satisfactory. Bo Jinghan still has a cold face, a clear and almost flawless face, a little less charming, but it doesn't make people feel how plain this face is, but she is in love, and she feels that there is a kind of coldness on her body that is more difficult for people to get close to-

"Go around and stop at the back door."

Aze's words interrupted Guan Qingqiu's thoughts.

At this time, she also saw Bo Jinghan's inquiring eyes from the rearview mirror, subconsciously shrunk her pupils, and hurriedly avoided her gaze. While turning on the turn signal, like a vehicle following her, she drove the car intently, as if no foreign object could interfere with her at this moment.

The place where Bo Jinghan and Jiang Zhenfu met was relatively remote, in a seaside place.

Here, there is an independent small courtyard, covered with several rows of antique buildings, white walls and gray tiles, a group of emblem building style, exquisite, elegant, but also revealing a graceful mood.

It is in stark contrast to the sea not far away.

It seems that it is because these two emotions are completely incompatible, right?

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