Mr. Bo is paranoid

Chapter 446 Asking Forgiveness ([-])

He murmured: "I love you."

At first she was still shy, but she still summoned up her courage and said, "Did you really fall in love with me at first sight?"

She thought of the first time the two met: "How do you know my name?"

She felt so strange, she used to suspect that Bao Simo used her as a substitute.

Bao Simo smiled, but didn't speak.

He bowed his head, wanting to kiss her.

At the beginning, she covered her mouth and refused to kiss him: "You haven't answered my question yet."

Bao Simo kissed the back of her delicate hand: "Yes."

He didn't know how to talk about it. He didn't want to mention the things in his previous life.

Thoughtful at the beginning: "Then how do you know my name? You haven't answered this question yet."

Bao Simo said, "Because of a dream."

"Ashi, believe it or not, you always appear in my dreams. From my childhood to now, I have always been in my dreams."

At the beginning, she looked at him in surprise: "I don't believe it."

But it was hard for her to explain. After all, Bao Simo really knew her name. When they met for the first time, she felt that she was different to him.

Later, the two became friends, and she didn't care about it.

Until the two became lovers, their brains seemed to open up at the beginning, and they thought a lot about the past.

She felt more and more that Bao Simo had liked her a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't have treated her so well.

But that answer, I didn't want to know at first.

She knew that Bao Simo's love for her was enough.

She secretly thought in her heart, should she not date for two more months before breaking up?

At noon, Bo Simo took Chushi out for dinner, and after the meal, Chushi went to the company with him.

Bo Huizhang returned to the old house directly after returning from Xanadu.

Bo Huizhang's wife is Wen Jingshu, who came from a family of high officials.

Even during the decades of turmoil, the rules of the Wen family were still strict.

Later, even after the founding of the People's Republic of China, everyone is equal, and women can hold up half the sky.

But in Wen Jingshu's heart, feudal thinking has always been deeply rooted.

"Where have you been?" Seeing Bo Huizhang coming in, Wen Jingshu asked.

She is old, but she is still elegant and generous, and her life is extremely exquisite and luxurious.

Bo Huizhang sat down opposite her: "I'm going to Simo's."

Wen Jingshu's favorite is Bo Simo. Among so many grandchildren, this grandson is the smartest, and she already has a patriarchal idea.

She doesn't like Bo Xiangsi very much, but she is her granddaughter after all.

As for Bao Simo and Bo Siyuan, these two children are the sons of her most beloved youngest son.

Wen Jingshu was also very fond of her.

If Zhengting had listened to her back then, he would have married the woman she had chosen for him.

"How is Si Mo?" Wen Jingshu sighed, "It's all because of Wen Ruan."

Bo Huizhang warned: "Si Mo has found a girlfriend, this is the first time this kid has a date, so don't get involved."

When Wen Jingshu heard this, she was dissatisfied and said, "What do the woman's parents do? Are they from a bad family?"

Her voice became sharper: "In the past, Zhengting wanted to marry a woman from a small family, but I didn't care. Now? My grandson is going to marry a woman from a poor family background. The daughter I chose for them has a prominent family background. I have received a high-level elite education, and I will harm my son?"

"The result? After decades, Zhengting still hates me as a mother. I do it for his own good."

Bo Huizhang and Wen Jingshu have the same thoughts, but he is afraid that Wen Jingshu will destroy the situation he has carefully arranged for more than 20 years.

"Wen Ruan and Zheng Ting have lived together for decades, and their three children have grown up. You and I are both old, and most of our bodies are buried in loess. What do you care about the younger generation?"

(End of this chapter)