Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Since he agreed to Director Yu to let Fang Mowei be his assistant, and the other party wanted to learn from him, there was no reason to leave him alone, not to mention that he said he was his fan. Of course, it would be better for his fans.

Fang Mowei smiled and said, "Yes."

"Then let's start with identifying the tools today."

He did not graduate from a related major, so he had to start everything from scratch. She introduced him to the purpose and name of each tool. The man took a notebook and took notes in a serious manner, and occasionally asked questions.

Seeing him like this, Shen Wanci also taught more seriously. Everyone likes those who are eager to learn.

……

As soon as Xie Chuyi came out of the hospital, she was hit and staggered. The other person quickly helped her and apologized repeatedly.

She shook her head: "It doesn't matter..."

The conversation suddenly stopped because the man thrust a note into her hand.

After the people left, she quietly unfolded the note and took a look: Moby Dick, 202.

Xie Chuyi raised his head stiffly, looking at the café called Beluga not far away, and a layer of cold sweat broke out in his vest.

Could it be him?

The entire second floor of the coffee shop was occupied. After Xie Chuyi went upstairs, he saw no one, not even a waiter.

She walked to the door of Private Room 202, raised her hand and knocked on the door. Her fingers tapped on the door panel, making a 'dong dong dong' sound, which was mixed with the sound of her violently beating heartbeat.

The air around him seemed to have been half emptied out. It was so quiet that except for the knocking on the door, all other sounds disappeared.

Xie Chuyi had been here to drink coffee with her friends before. She remembered that music could be heard in the corridor, but now, the music is gone.

I don't know how long it took, but Xie Chuyi felt that her feet were going numb when she stood up, and then a man's deliberately changed voice came from inside: "Come in."

This voice confirmed her guess.

It's really him.

Xie Chuyi took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to push the door open and go in.

The private room was not big. There were two one-meter-long booths and a table, so it was even a bit crowded. There was a man sitting in one of the booths by the window, but she didn't dare to look up and could only see the man's black color. Yes, the hem of the clothes has been ironed to a straight point.

"Sir." That's what she had always called him on the phone over the years.

The man raised his hand to indicate the seat opposite: "Sit down."

"No need, I just stand here."

"What are you afraid of? I won't scold you. Just sit down."

Xie Chuyi then carefully sat down on the booth opposite, placing his hands neatly on his legs, keeping his eyes focused on the square inch of land in front of him, not daring to move an inch.

The less you know, the safer you are. She understands this truth. If this person can make enemies with the Bo family, his identity must be extraordinary.

"Snapped."

As soon as she sat firmly, she received a solid slap on the face, which knocked her body to the side and fell to the booth. Her hair, which was originally tied up, also fell apart, and her face was messy. I felt dizzy, my eardrums were ringing, and the cheek on the side that was hit was so hot that I could tell it was swollen even without touching it. The smell of blood filled my mouth.

The man's cold voice came down condescendingly, "Who asked you to appear in front of Bo Jingzhou?" Before Xie Chuyi could speak, her chin was pinched hard, and her face was forced up by the other person's force. When he met the man's cold eyes, he repeated again: "Who asked you to appear in front of Bo Jingzhou?"

Half an hour later, she covered her red and swollen face and walked out of the private room with her head lowered. The corridor was still empty, but she always felt like someone was spying on her, or in other words, spying on the private room.

Xie Chuyi didn't stay long and left the coffee shop quickly. She kept her head lowered. When the light from the corner of her eyes spotted someone in front of her, she couldn't hold her foot back anymore and ran straight into that person's arms.

A pair of strong hands supported her.

Xie Chuyi was about to say thank you when the man's frivolous voice rang in his ears, very familiar: "Take the initiative to throw yourself into your arms, what? Are you agreeing to be my girlfriend?"

She secretly muttered something unlucky, and took a step back to avoid the man's hand that was still holding her: "Sorry, I didn't see it, thank you."

He spoke very fast, trying to avoid him. After finishing speaking, he walked around him to leave. Fang Mowei clasped Xie Chuyi's arm and pulled him back regardless of her wishes: "Why are you keeping your head down? I don't know how to eat. Please, hold your head up."

Xie Chuyi: "Let go."

Fang Mo was fooling around: "You raise your head and I'll let you go."

"..." Knowing his temper and failing to achieve his goal, he would definitely not let her go. Xie Chuyi took a deep breath, raised her head sharply and looked at him, with no concealment of her disgust and disgust towards him: "Is that okay? ?Can you let go?"

Seeing her red and swollen face and damaged lips, Fang Mowei was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows: "I was beaten. This was a bit harsh. You promised to be my girlfriend. Whoever beat you, I will help you." You call back."

"Have you completed our bet?"

"..." Fang Mowei became irritated when he mentioned this. He frowned: "It's just a joke. What kind of bet? Who wants to make a bet with a woman like you? In this way, you can be my girlfriend and I will help you get revenge. How about I destroy the hand of the person who hit you? This is a good deal."

Seeing his look, Xie Chuyi knew she had hit a wall. She raised the corners of her lips mockingly and withdrew her hand that was grabbed by him: "Just admit it, you can't catch her, and you're still talking nonsense everywhere, saying There is no woman that you, Fang Mowei, can't catch up with. If I were you, I would shave off my hair and become a monk right now to avoid being embarrassed."

Fang Mowei's face turned cold, he gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Let's see, there is no woman that Fang Mowei can't catch up with."

……

On the wedding anniversary of Jiang Yazhu and Bo Rongxuan, Shen Wanci specially took a day off to go shopping with her.

Originally it was not her turn, but Jiang Yazhu disliked her husband's poor taste, and he would only say it looked good no matter what she chose. Therefore, the responsibility of accompanying the shopping fell on her, while Bao Rongxuan was only responsible for swiping credit cards and carrying things.

The two of them shopped for a whole afternoon and bought enough large and small bags. Jiang Yazhu finally felt tired and found a cake shop to sit down and rest.

Shen Wanci looked at Bao Rongxuan, whose hands were full of shopping bags and even had things hanging around his neck. He hurriedly reached out and took some: "Thank you, Dad."

Most of the things here were bought for her by Jiang Yazhu. She had wanted to carry them before, but Jiang Yazhu wouldn't let her go, saying he was afraid of exhausting her.

After Bo Rongxuan sat down, he wiped the sweat on his forehead with a tissue and drank half a bottle of mineral water in one breath.

Jiang Yazhu saw this and felt a little distressed: "Jing Zhou will be here soon, let him carry it."

When Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Bo Jingzhou opened the door of the cake shop, glanced around, and walked straight towards them.

He sat down next to Shen Wanci, looked at the pile of things and asked, "Are you tired? Next time mom asks you to go shopping, just push it away."

Bo Rongxuan, who was still wiping his sweat, said: "..."? It was better to have barbecued pork in the first place.

Jiang Yazhu rolled her eyes: "You feel so sorry for your wife, why don't you marry her back home?" (End of Chapter)