Mr. Bo, if you continue to be stubborn, your wife will get married!

Chapter 47 There is no one else but the young lady
Otherwise, would it be necessary to equip each medical staff with a villa?
Then should we get another car and a driver?

Why not eat minced meat!
How can these people at the top of the upper class know what kind of life ordinary people live?

cough cough.

The man coughed awkwardly:
"Why are you so angry now?"

After finishing his words, Pei Jingxia looked over with confusion:

"Are you asking me this?"

Uh. . .

Bo Jiyuan choked hard. It was really difficult to answer this question. He twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly:
"You've never believed me, have you?"

At this moment, the man felt defeated for the first time.

There is nothing to do and nothing to do.

The famous Prince of the Bo family in Xicheng was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, the most favored son among the most favored sons. Ever since he was a child, when had he ever felt like this?

Pei Jingxia sneered again:

"Bo Jiyuan, I don't want to mention the past anymore, you can leave!"

Every time he mentioned it, he was undoubtedly tearing open the wounds that had not completely healed, leaving the skin and flesh torn open and dripping with blood.

It was this reaction that made the man completely unable to hold back:

"Pei Jingxia, how can I explain to you so that you can believe me?"

Anger boiled in his chest, like a boiler about to explode.

I was misunderstood four years ago, and I am still misunderstood four years later. Who else can be calm?
But, is it really a misunderstanding?
Pei Jingxia sat back on the chair, raised her head, frowned, and stared at the man in front of her coldly:
"Bo Jiyuan, don't you want to explain? How about explaining this?"

?

The phone had been thrown over, but someone had to pick it up subconsciously.

"What?" he asked doubtfully.

Pei Jingxia glanced and said nothing, but the meaning was obvious: Don't you have eyes?

Bo Jiyuan didn't dare to say anything more, so he picked up his phone and looked at it seriously.

However, when he saw the content on the phone, his expression suddenly changed.

This news was actually from two years ago, but its lethality has not weakened by half.

Wen Yilin is holding her child, and next to her is Bo Jiyuan. The three of them are standing together like a close family of three. Looking at the background, they should be in some resort, right?
It was precisely because of this news that Mr. Pei was so angry that he suffered a stroke and became paralyzed.Bo Jiyuan had actually expected it. After all, as long as this woman returned to the Pei family, she would definitely know!
The Internet has always had a memory. Even if the hot search on the Internet at that time is removed, someone will remember it after all.

"I"

As soon as he started speaking, Pei Jingxia interrupted him directly:
"Okay, okay, if you can't explain it, there's no need to explain it. I don't want to hear it either!"

What's the use of explaining?

Can the old man get better?

Can things go back to the way they were?

impossible!

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became.

"Bo Jiyuan, get out of here!" he yelled again.

But the man didn't move.

Pei Jingxia took a deep breath, stopped talking nonsense, and pushed the person out of the door.

"From now on, don't come to me again!"

"boom!"

There was a heavy slam of the door.

Outside the door, in the corridor.

The man looked at the tightly closed door for a long time before leaving with a cold face.

The bodyguard waiting at the stairs saw someone coming out and quickly came forward to greet him:

"Master?"

"Say!"

have to.

During this period of time, the bodyguards have become accustomed to it, and no one else can do this to their young master except the young mistress.

Therefore, I did not dare to delay, so I quickly reported.

(End of this chapter)