Flash Marriage Wife: Mr. Bo, the wife ran away with the cub

Chapter 81 Mr. Bo, How about having dinner together tonight?
This day after work, Tong Yao had just returned to Jinghaoyuan when she received a message from Jiang Chen.

The other party asked her if she had time tonight, and he found a matching kidney source. It happened that a doctor friend from Jiangcheng came to Hong Kong on a business trip and was going to discuss with her about his aunt's condition.

Tong Yao put down her phone and struggled for a while.

Bo Muyan probably went out to socialize today, and it seems that he won't be back for a while.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally decided to go back quickly.

After all, mother can't wait...

Jiang Chen made an appointment at a new Chinese-style private restaurant in Hong Kong.

When she arrived, Jiang Chen had just parked the car, and a dignified and handsome figure got out of the car.

Tong Yao glanced lightly, it was a Rolls Royce.

Although the body is low-key black, but with the statuette in front of the body, it doesn't look so low-key.

Tong Yao took the initiative to go forward, smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, a black suit complemented his noble demeanor, "My friend is stuck in traffic on the road, so he may be late."

Tong Yao was a little worried about the time issue in her heart, but she still smiled lightly without changing her face, "It's okay, we'll wait for him later."

This private restaurant is located in the alley. It looks like a quaint courtyard from the outside. Through the round wooden windows, one can see the scenery behind. It is a quiet garden in the bustling city, surrounded by green shade, quiet and fragrant.

The name of this store is also very Zen-like - Xing Zhe.

Tong Yao and Jiang Chen entered the door together, and turned around a winding corridor surrounded by winding water.

In the yard, there is green forest, flowing water, and fairy air. As night falls, there is an occasional faint smell of wine wafting from the pavilion not far away, which is intoxicating. Even Tong Yao's anxiety about Zhang Jingrou's illness has eased a little at this moment.

The first floor of this restaurant is a tea room for drinking tea, and the second floor is a private kitchen.

Tong Yao and Jiang Chen were sitting on the first floor waiting for the doctor, and occasionally some guests went downstairs to drink tea after dinner.

Tong Yao was sitting by the window. Through the round wooden window, she could see the path leading into the pavilion and the peach blossom tree planted on the side of the window.

The peach blossoms outside the window are in full bloom, with a faint aroma, and the chatter of diners around adds a touch of fireworks to the elegant atmosphere.

After a while, a waiter in a cheongsam brought a pot of tea, which was a pot of West Lake Longjing tea. The faint fragrance of tea filled the room. Tea sets, pens and ink, and wooden doors were full of classical atmosphere.

Jiang Chen looked sideways at Tong Yao who was sitting on a carved wooden chair, her quiet and elegant temperament perfectly blended into the atmosphere of this restaurant.

He said softly, "Miss Tong, my friend is a well-known nephrologist in Jiangcheng. If you don't mind, you can transfer your aunt to their hospital. You don't have to worry about the cost. The only disadvantage is that the distance is relatively long. , it may be a little difficult when you want to visit your aunt."

Tong Yao nodded, expressing understanding.

However, she owed Jiang Chen too much favor, how could she be ashamed to transfer her to his friend's hospital without spending any money?

What's more, in the current situation, he didn't even agree to see his mother, let alone transfer to another hospital?
The candlelight shone in Tong Yao's eyes, and she was about to decline, when a voice of conversation came into her ears clearly, "Mu Yan, let's have some tea here first."

She paused for a moment, subconsciously raised her eyes and looked forward——

A slender and noble figure appeared at the door of the tea room, and his unparalleled handsome face was also looking around.

But soon, his eyes were locked on Tong Yao who was sitting there at a loss, and beside her...Jiang Chen.

His eyes were cold, with a look of scrutiny.

Jiang Chen didn't realize the subtlety in Bo Muyan's eyes, so he stood up and greeted him politely, "Mr. Bo, good evening."

Curls of smoke scattered in the tea room, covering up the anger in the latter's eyes.

Bo Muyan glanced at Tong Yao who was behind him in a leisurely manner, with a half-smile, "Mr. Jiang, we meet again, please sit down."

Jiang Chen sat back in his original seat, and Bo Muyan naturally sat beside Jiang Chen.

The waiter respectfully brought a pot of tea for Bo Muyan and them.

Tong Yao could feel the man's gaze on her all the time, as if sitting on pins and needles, it was not right to leave at this moment, and it was not right to stay where she was.

Bo Muyan poured a cup of tea for Jiang Chen. The aroma of the tea was overflowing, and the heat rushed to his face. He asked slowly, "Who did Mr. Jiang come with today?"

Only then did Jiang Chen smile lightly, and bowed his body. Tong Yao, who had been hiding behind him, was exposed like this, "I forgot to introduce, this is my friend, Tong Yao."

Tong Yao: "..."

Tong Yao's face at the moment was uglier than crying, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and greeted, "Mr. Bo."

But Bo Muyan asked in surprise as if he just saw her, "Madam, didn't you say you were unwell tonight, why did you go out?"

Tong Yao's head grew bigger when she heard the word 'wife', and she could almost clearly sense the anger in the man's tone.

Jiang Chen was taken aback, as if he hadn't expected that there was such a relationship between them.

He glanced at Tong Yao, who kept his head down and couldn't see the expression on her face.

But soon, he realized that something was wrong.

Bo Muyan is an upstart in Hong Kong. As Mrs. Bo, how could Tong Yao come here to borrow money from him without even a mere 30?

A voice suddenly came from the door of the tea room, disrupting his thoughts, "Brother Chen, I'm late."

The person who spoke was Chen Chen, Jiang Chen's friend.

"Nothing." Jiang Chen got up, called Chen Chen over, and introduced to Tong Yao beside him, "This is the Dr. Chen I told you about."

Because Bo Muyan was there, Tong Yao seemed a little absent-minded and greeted her, "Hello, Dr. Chen."

Tong Yao didn't want to say too much here, for fear that Bo Muyan would find out what her fundamental purpose of coming here was.

She was really afraid that Bo Muyan would stop her from transplanting Zhang Jingrou's kidney.

She gently pulled Jiang Chen's sleeve, and whispered, "Let's go upstairs."

Bo Muyan's eyes fell on Tong Yao's delicate hands, and his eyes became completely cold.

The scene in front of him was like a thorn, piercing straight into the fundus of his eyes. Looking at the two people in front of him, for some reason, he felt it was extremely dazzling.

Jiang Chen looked sideways and smiled slightly, "Okay."

Then he turned around, looked at Bo Muyan in front of him, and politely invited, "Mr. Bo, why don't we have dinner together tonight?"

Tong Yao's eyes widened, as if she didn't expect Jiang Chen to invite him to dinner, and her palms were sweating nervously.

But soon, Tong Yao comforted herself——

Jiang Chen was just being polite, he shouldn't be so boring, if someone invites you, he will really come.

So she plucked up her courage and looked up at the man, who was also staring at Tong Yao for a moment, and the smile on the corner of her lips became playful.

"Since Mr. Jiang invited you, it's disrespectful."

(End of this chapter)