Doted on his wife: uncle, love fiercely

Chapter 49 Jealous

Bo Xinglan was a little surprised. When he left this morning, Mi Xia looked very depressed.

He was a little absent-minded in the company today, and all he could think of was Misha's lost appearance.

He was eager to do something, but he didn't know what to do. The only thing he could do was to be by Misha's side, so he ended his work early and came here with Lao Xu.

The car had actually been parked at the gate for more than an hour, much longer than usual.

Bo Xinglan sat inside, holding the contract in his hand all the time, but what was in his mind was how to enlighten Mi Xia later.

He never liked to communicate with people, let alone comfort others.

After thinking for a full two hours, he filtered all the solutions in his mind, but in the end there was nothing.

But now looking at Misha who suddenly got into the car, seeing her face filled with joy, the matter that troubled him for a long time just now was untied in an instant and disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared at all Pass.

It was as if every trace of his emotion was affected by the person in front of him.

Misha's eyes were bright, and she grabbed his arm excitedly with obvious joy.

"Bo Xinglan! The professor is willing to be my instructor, and I'm going to participate in the competition!"

Bo Xinglan breathed a sigh of relief, but the changes on his face were great, only the lines of his facial features softened slightly, which was insignificant.

"Congratulations."

The simple two people may be perfunctory to others, but Mi Xia can clearly feel that he is really congratulating himself.

Misha excitedly opened her arms and hugged him.

Bo Xinglan's body instantly became stiff, motionless, sitting like a log.

Misha was so happy, eager to share this incident with the people around her, she didn't even notice that at that moment, the muscles under Bo Xinglan's suit tensed up.

After hesitating for a while, Bo Xinglan raised his hand slightly, and was about to put it on her back...

Misha didn't realize his movements at all, and suddenly turned around and lay down behind the driver's seat.

"Old Xu, I'm going to participate in the competition! With Professor Yuan as my instructor, I will definitely get a good result."

During this time, Lao Xu took Mi Xia to and from school every day, and she was about the same age as his daughter, so he loved her very much.

"Miss Mi is so good, I know, you will definitely get No.1."

Misha's face burned, and she said embarrassedly: "Thank you."

The two of them spoke excitedly, and Bo Xinglan, who was sitting in the back row, froze for a moment with his hands in mid-air. After seeing Mi Xia leave, the smile that was already on the corner of his mouth collapsed in an instant.

He hung down and glanced at Mi Xia who was chatting enthusiastically with Lao Xu with a dark face, his eyes were dim.

"Old Xu, drive." He said abruptly, interrupting the words of Mi Xia and Lao Xu.

Old Xu paused, seeing Bo Xinglan's expression in the rearview mirror, he was a little strange, but he still nodded and drove the car out quickly.

Bo Xinglan stretched out her hand dissatisfied and pulled Misha over.

"Sit down."

Mi Xia curled her lips inwardly, thinking that Bo Xinglan liked what she said, so she closed her mouth and looked at the street scene outside in a good mood.

There was no sound at all in the carriage.

After a while, Bo Xinglan whispered, "Tell me about your participation in the competition."

He lowered his head slightly, but his eyes were not on the contract in his hand at all, but his hands were slightly tightened, and he wanted to see Misha several times.

If Mi Xia observed carefully, he would find that Bo Xinglan was nervous.

(End of this chapter)