"Dad, are you looking for me?"

"It's much better, it worries you."

"I'm sorry!"

……

Bo Junchen's answer clearly drilled into her ears.

I don't know what Bo Lao said, Bo Junchen suddenly stopped talking.

Bo Jinghan quietly turned his eyes and looked at Bo Junchen.

Seeing that his expression was solemn, but he listened very seriously, he couldn't help but be even more suspicious, guessing what Bo Lao was talking about.

As time passed, when there was always a few points beyond that number, she finally heard Bo Junchen's answer, but it was only a few faint words, unfazed, as if there was no emotion.

"I see, Dad. You can rest early, and I'll let Hanhan go back......"

Hang up.

Bo Junchen played with the mobile phone that seemed to still exist, the temperature in her palm.

Lowering his eyes and staring, he didn't notice that Bo Jinghan had already walked over.

I saw that the plain white hand reached out in front of him and pulled the mobile phone away from his hand.

Bo Junchen almost subconsciously raised his head, and the eyes of the two collided with each other coldly.

Only this time, her gaze was calm, while his was like the vast sea, calm on the surface, but turbulent inside.

"Uncle, you take care of your injuries, if you have anything to eat, just tell Brother Xiaolin, I'll let Aze get it done and send it to you."

"Hmm."

"That...... You don't have to worry about the outside world. Gossip or something, I'll let Li Yi deal with it. Trust me, he's capable! ”

"yes, I know."

It seems that the cool, cold, and cherished words like gold have been restored again.

This made Bo Jinghan really not know what to say for a while, so he could only stare at him for a while. Eventually, she lowered her eyes and exhaled heavily, "I'll go first." Uncle, I'll come back to see you in a few days. ”

I thought that this time he would give a "hmm".

But after waiting for a few seconds, Bo Junchen didn't even give her such a simple nasal voice.

Bo Jinghan didn't want to continue to stay in such a depressing place that made people feel extremely unhappy.

She picked up her purse, bowed slightly at him, and turned away.

Seeing this, they all walked to the door.

Bo Junchen's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Jinghan!"

"Huh?"

Stopping, Bo Jinghan answered softly, but did not turn around.

Just standing with his back to him, standing straight, seemed a little stiff.

Bo Junchen looked at her back, and a complicated regret flashed in his cold black eyes.

After a pause for a few seconds, I only heard him ask: "I'm sorry, if it weren't for my insistence on giving up this wedding that would not have been happy sooner, maybe tomorrow you wouldn't have to step into the church so early." ”

"You got it?"

"yes, I see. Hanhan, if you don't want to-"

didn't wait for Bo Junchen to finish speaking.

Bo Jinghan chuckled, then turned sideways, turned to look at him, and responded in the lightest voice: "Tomorrow's wedding will not be unhappy." On the contrary, it will be grand! ”

……

In the corridor outside the ward.

Lu Yan leaned sideways against the window and looked condescendingly at the lights outside the window.

Blood Eagle approached, handed him a cup of coffee, turned his eyes to follow his line of sight, and teased: "Yan Shao, aren't you worried?" ”

"Worried about what?" Hearing this, Lu Yan shifted his gaze and looked at him for some reason.

"Of course it's the two ...... inside," shrugged, and Blood Eagle leaned close to him and whispered in his ear: "I'm afraid that after Cynthia and Bo Junchen have finished talking, even the groom will be changed together, huh?" ”

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