A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

This night seems to have passed incomparably long.

Bao Jinghan, who didn't sleep well, got up earlier than usual.

When Aze packed up according to the usual time and came to wake her up, he found that there was no sign of her in the room!

"Miss!"

With an exclamation, Aze was about to turn around and look for someone.

Bo Jinghan's voice floated out from the cloakroom in the room.

Faintly, without any emotion: "Ah Ze, I don't have the habit of running away from home, don't be so scared."

"Crack-"

Unscrew the lock on the locker room door.

Bao Jinghan, who was wearing a small wine red dress, threw the handbag to Aze, put earrings on his ears, and walked out the door: "I talked to Jason on the phone last night, and he said that he would help warm him up." Xia, and then go back to the manor with her. So, you can pick them up according to the time of Nuan Xia's flight back to China. "

"Yes, Miss!"

Following closely behind, Aze fixed his eyes on Bao Jinghan's back.

Not even an instant.

But she kept replaying in her mind, her reaction after hearing what Bo Junchen said last night.

Indifferent, cold, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth all the time, but his eyes are like ice caves, extremely cold...

An imperceptible pity flashed through his eyes.

Ace couldn't help but sighed.

Bao Jinghan, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped and turned his head slightly.

His gaze suddenly fixed on Aze's face, as cold as the wind.

The thin lips were slightly parted, and the sonorous words spilled out from between the lips and teeth one by one, resolute and arrogant: "Aze, don't let me hear you sigh again! I—— don't need any sympathy!"

Deep pupil trembled suddenly, Aze hurriedly suppressed the emotion on his face, and replied respectfully: "Yes, miss."

"I hope you will do what you say." Bao Jinghan turned around and walked downstairs.

As he walked, he said, "Mr. Joe is hosting a banquet, and my uncle and I have to go. You can take care of the family affairs. Oh, after receiving Nuan Xia, explain it to her for me. Tell Jason by the way, I am very grateful that he can come Help me, I will invite you for the reception banquet tomorrow night. Also, let him take two days off, he will be very busy next week!"

"Miss, I remember everything."

Hearing the answer, Bao Jinghan just walked to the stairs, stopped and turned to look over.

His gaze was fixed deeply on Ze's face.

After a slight pause, the corners of his mouth turned up, as if cautious, but also as if joking, he reminded: "Finally—don't tell a cold joke in front of Nuan Xia, I'm afraid that before you finish speaking, you will be caught by her bag The planing knife is gone!"

Approach the living room.

Bo Jinghan bumped into Bo Junchen head-on.

He was holding his mobile phone, talking in a low voice.

Bao Jinghan didn't like to eavesdrop on anyone's phone, but when he passed by him, he heard a few intermittent words - "Nuan Xia is entrusted to you to take care of..."

The footsteps did not stop at all.

Bao Jinghan walked all the way into the restaurant and sat down in his seat.

"Miss, your newspaper."

The neatly ironed newspaper, stained with a faint fragrance of ink, was delivered to the eyes.

Bao Jinghan took it casually and flipped through it.

Aze took the exquisite teacup from the maid and handed it over.

At this time, Bo Junchen calmly approached the restaurant after finishing the phone call.

As soon as he fell to the left, he heard Bao Jinghan, who was buried in the newspaper, say unhurriedly: "I've thought about the engagement, if grandpa thinks the same way... I, agree, agree!"