The boss is not tired of pampering his wife

Chapter 42

Xia Zhixing raised his eyes as if nothing had happened, "It's nothing."

Naturally, Pei Yumeng didn't let go of the disappointment that flashed in her eyes. In fact, she wished Xia Zhixing would have a big fight with Bo Yechen because of this incident, and it would be best if Bo Yechen hated Xia Zhixing because of this!
Then he asked with a puzzled look: "Zhixing, what's going on with you and Senior Song?"

Others don't know, but she knows that it is impossible for Xia Zhixing and Song Zian to get back together, not to mention that Xia Zhixing is married to Bo Yechen now, even if she divorces for Song Zian in the future, Song Zian will not want her broken shoe !

Xia Zhixing's tone was light, "It's just a scandal based on rumors."

Pei Yumeng was a little surprised that her reaction was so cold. Could it be that Xia Zhixing had changed her mind, as Senior Song complained to her in private?

She was also fascinated by that outstanding man Bo Yechen?
Thinking of this, an indescribable hostility surged in her chest, and she couldn't help blurting out, "Zhixing, do you like Bo Yechen?"

Xia Zhixing sneered in his heart, could he lose his temper?

She pretended to think for two seconds, then sighed slightly, "I don't know, I'm very confused right now."

The smirk on Pei Yumeng's face was almost distorted, no way!The man Xia Zhixing loves should be Song Zian!Bo Yechen is his own!Never let Xia Zhixing fall in love with Bo Yechen!

"Zhixing, I understand your embarrassment. After all, you and...Bo Yechen are both married, so it's reasonable to have feelings for him. As a best friend, I just hope you can be happy. A woman's life is still very long. Think more about yourself."

Pei Yumeng comforted her earnestly, but she was actually bleeding in her heart, and she wanted to directly persuade Xia Zhixing not to like Bo Yechen, but she knew that saying that would definitely arouse Xia Zhixing's suspicion.

Therefore, we can only draw it slowly.

Xia Zhixing saw clearly what was going on in her heart, and responded perfunctorily, "Yes, I know."

Really clever!She actually vaguely pointed out that her feelings for Bo Yechen were just Stockholm syndrome caused by marrying him, not true love, let alone happiness.

Ah!
Pei Yumeng knew that too many words would lead to mistakes, so she went back to her body class.

……

Five hours later.

As soon as the plane landed, Bo Yechen received a text message from Xia Zhixing. After seeing the content of the text message, the fire in his heart didn't subside at all, but tended to intensify. His first instinct was that this woman was full of lies. Delusion to deceive myself again with rhetoric!

But when he watched it for the second time, the anger surging in his chest strangely dissipated a lot.

hell!He actually wanted to hear that little woman's explanation? !

Tang Yuan, who was standing by the side, asked tremblingly: "Master, should we go to University A now or..."

Bo Yechen pursed his lips and said nothing.

Tang Yuan couldn't help shaking, companion king is like companion tiger!In the past, he always felt that the master's cold, paralyzed face was too indifferent, but since the master got married to that woman Xia Zhixing, his mood hadn't changed for a month, and now he can let you feel spring, summer, autumn and winter in one day.

A simple description is that the sun was shining in the first second, and you may be in the Arctic Ocean in the next second.

The driver who came to pick up the plane, Xiao An, had no idea what happened, but respectfully said according to the young lady's instructions: "Young master, young lady, she asked you if you have any entertainment tonight, and do you want to go home for dinner?"

Going home for dinner... The four simple words seemed to cast warm ripples in Bo Yechen's icy lake of heart, his eyes dimmed, "Young Madam is in the Summer Palace?"

Xiao An trembled inexplicably, "Yes, the Young Madam has been back for an hour."

Tang Yuan is about to kneel, what exactly does that woman want? !Even stabbing a knife at the tip of the master's heart, how dare you ask the master if you want to go home for dinner so nonchalantly?
The heart is too big!

(End of this chapter)